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.

other half showed the anatomy of wolves as an analogy. There were several

models. My head was spinning, taking so much in at the same time. The ambiance

adorned with medical illustrations, diagrams, and abstract art related

in black medical coats to nursing students dressed in scrubs, to pharmacy students

dragon's giant model.

come across glass doors revealing simulation labs where students practiced clinical skills

my veins. I knit my brows, trying hard

to experiment on their bodies. Their bodies have higher healing powers than the rest of us. So, even if a student makes a

are healthy people..." I whispered, too scared to lift my gaze at those labs again. "Practicing on them? Does it

their own world to notice anyone else. Out of them, a student with dark red skin and a pointed tail and horns caught my attention. "Poverty is a much greater issue than ethics," Zosha said in a

such words from a twelve-year-old was more painful than

into lecture rooms filled with students. There were lectures in progress in

and peeped inside. I

was attending

eyes welling up. She

Don't clossseee the

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

empty seat and after a few seconds, the python on the

twittered, perching itself on

She lifted her head and looked at my face, pale with

the full experience. You won't find the

shape-shifting serpent before?" Zosha looked at me

staring

lady. Although she's mostly late and has a frightening serpent accent. The first time I met her, I thought she would swallow me whole. Although she is always late for the lectures, she is the best in this batch. Far better than that

her canary. Zosha shut the door and the professor's voice drowned

of teaching. I attended a few lectures in the beginning and they were

them now?" I

She shook her head.

it's compulsory to bring healing partners for students enrolled in a fast course, Kieth never took me to any other

"Why not?" I asked.

overheals, meow,"

"Overhealing?"

her freckles cheeks as she sniffled. So, I tried to change the subject for the

is a fast course?"

the cuff of her black

this

nervously. "That is why I need

fast you can, with the help of your healing partner, complete it. After the graduation, the healer and healing partner can either stay together or practice healing separately. Only rich people can afford the fast course and get their Healer's

brat! Meow! Meow!" Zosha hissed, stamping her feet angrily

The busy corridors became more and

bruise, meow," she said. Lifting her hand, she held my finger with her tiny fingers. "We are almost there.