Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-38. Healing department

[Xanthea]

As soon as the door of the elevator opened, a whole nother world of healers opened up to me, bustling with activities and filled with a diverse assembly of students, staff, and uniqueness of the Infernal pack. "Where the hell did you teleport the patient, Karima!?" I almost bumped into a man who rushed into the elevator.

A student followed him closely, sobbing continuously.

"I don't know, professor... he wanted to go to the mountains," she said, weeping loudly. "I was thinking of the rainforest and then I was in the desert." Weep. "A mountain in the rainforest amidst a desert..." Karima hiccoughed, panicking and shaking badly.

"Calm down Karima!" The professor snapped, which made her jump as the elevator door closed on them. "Gather yourself-"

My eyes and mouth were wide open as I stared at my reflection in the closed door of the elevator.

"Such accidents are common here, meow!" Zosha brought me back to reality. "In cases like these, they never find the patient."

"They don't? W-what happens to the patient then?" I asked, shocked.

"Oh! I don't know," Zosha shrugged, as if it was normal here. "They either get hunted and eaten by the wildlife or die because of their disease trying to find their way out of the foreign place. Few do find their way back home, but they are too traumatized to report back to the hospital."

"And what happens to the student who caused this mishap?"

"They learn the biggest lesson of their life as a healer."

"And what's that? Don't listen to everything your patient says."

"They... aren't expelled?" I asked.

"Nope."

I nodded, trying to absorb the absurdity.

This university mesmerized and scared me at the same time by the diversity that filled every corner of the Healing department.

The schedule for the classes, experiments, and various other events flashed on the large digital bulletin board in glowing words and pictures on a black background.

Students checked the board before hurrying to their lectures.

As far as my eyes could see, the walls were covered with announcements, event flyers, and research and internship opportunities. Bulletin boards provided a glimpse into the various extracurricular activities and volunteering works for extra credits.

As I walked ahead, I came across life-size anatomical models and displays placed at intervals. I gasped at the grand dragon's full body skeletal model, which was ceiling-high.

"It's real, meow," Zosha said. "There is a first year ritual where the first-year students try to steal a bone from this dragon's skeleton. Dragons, from their blood to bones, have outstanding healing properties. They are known as the healer of all healers. But even after their death, it's almost impossible to steal their healing abilities without their permission. So no one has ever been able to steal even a small bone from this dragon's frame." "Woah... that's... woah..." I mumbled, failing to believe my own eyes.

My heart was pounding again and as the healing department unfurled itself even more, the pounding just got wilder.

ahead, I came across another model showing the anatomy of werewolves in their human forms in one half, while the other half showed the anatomy of wolves as an analogy. There

skeletal models, muscular models, nervous models, and vascular models. My head was spinning, taking so much in at the same time. The ambiance of this place had completely blown

illustrations, diagrams, and abstract

in black medical coats to nursing students dressed in scrubs, to pharmacy students wearing lab coats and lab goggles, they owned

sofas around the dragon's

foyer to come across glass doors revealing

soon replaced the excitement in my veins. I knit my brows, trying hard to not look into

earn a living by allowing the healing students to experiment on their bodies. Their bodies have higher healing powers than the rest of us. So, even if a student

scared to lift my gaze at those labs again. "Practicing

their own world to notice anyone else. Out of them, a student with dark red skin and a

such words from a twelve-year-old was more

with students. There were lectures in progress in all

and peeped inside.

who was attending the

She was about

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way as a python slithered into the lecture room towards the last seat. A yellow canary was perched on its spine. Its bifurcated tongue

a few seconds, the python on the seat had shifted

itself on

sad eyes. She lifted her head and

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Never seen a shape-shifting serpent before?" Zosha

staring at the serpent

a frightening serpent accent. The

her canary. Zosha shut the door and the

are soundproof and a mix of technology and traditional methods of teaching. I attended a few lectures in the beginning

can't attend them

She shook her head.

healing partners for students enrolled in a fast course, Kieth never took me to any other lecture after those first few... meow..." she said

"Why not?" I asked.

overheals, meow," she

"Overhealing?"

eyes again, streaming down her freckles cheeks as she sniffled. So, I

is a fast

nose on the cuff of

nothing about this

is why

fast you can, with the help of your healing partner, complete it. After the graduation, the

Kieth of a shit is an ungrateful brat! Meow! Meow!" Zosha hissed, stamping her feet angrily on the

corridors became more and more isolated as we moved ahead, turn after

she said. Lifting her hand, she held my