Chapter 804 - 823: Treatment Begins

The next day, the ringing of the bell signaled the Spirit Healing Masters to begin their shifts.

They returned to their respective consultation rooms, and the hospital doors, which had been closed for so long, finally opened.

Before the refugees outside could even react with excitement, heavily armed garrison troops took their positions on both sides of the entrance. The cold, silver gleam of their weapons stopped the refugees dead in their tracks.

It was hard to imagine—despite their overwhelming numbers and hearts brimming with anticipation, the crowd had ground to an immediate halt. Without genuine, deep-seated fear, such an abrupt stillness would have been impossible.

Seeing that everyone had stopped, the overhead broadcast announced the rules, instructing the refugees on both sides to line up and move toward the back—

As the first patient stepped into a consultation room, the University Spirit Healing Master League officially commenced.

Cameras were installed in all the consultation rooms. This allowed the leading teachers from various schools to observe and analyze the performance of their own students, as well as those from other schools.

Of course, the patients had only just begun to enter, and the rooms were still mostly empty.

Over a dozen leaders sat around in the best viewing spots. As an industry leader and the dean of Federation University, Dean Zhu Tiansheng sat firmly in the center seat.

Although this competition was divided into four tiers—C, B, A, and A+—and offered four types of awards, the high-ranking personnel almost exclusively discussed the A and A+ participants. No one even bothered to watch the basic C-level diagnoses.

"How many students at or above the A-level do you have in your school this year?"

"Seven? That’s not bad. Are there any A+ students among those seven?"

The person across from them shook their head.

"True, A+ is so rare. If we had an A+, they wouldn’t have come to our school anyway."

"Are there any particularly outstanding ones in the A tier?"

"When did they mostly enter the field? Are there any who specialize in group healing?"

The chatter in the viewing room grew quite noisy. Meanwhile, on the large screens, patients had already entered several of the consultation rooms.

Suddenly, Dean Zhu tapped the table a few times. The muffled sounds pierced through the noisy chatter, drawing everyone’s attention toward the center. Dean Zhu looked around. "It has already started. Keep the discussions down."

Only then did the surroundings finally quiet down.

Because of how the lines were organized, some people who were in slightly better health took advantage of the situation to slip into the front of the queue. Meanwhile, some of those who had waited overnight were pushed to the back. As a result, the C-level consultation rooms located at the very front were the most crowded at the beginning.

The sallow, grimy patients looked entirely out of place in the pristine, white consultation rooms. Fortunately, they had walked through a specialized cleansing waterway before entering, so they didn’t leave muddy footprints on the floor.

Facing these patients, the different students wore varying expressions.

Some felt joyful, thinking, "The points are finally here!"

Some felt disgusted, thinking, "I have to treat such patients just for a few meager points!"

Others were simply shocked. They had heard the guides talk endlessly before but hadn’t looked closely. They never expected that, up close, the refugees would look so... so inhuman.

Those at the very bottom of society were the most sensitive to the gazes of those above them. They could easily pick up on other people’s emotions. Feeling the disgust directed at them, they lowered their heads, not daring to speak. They simply stood there timidly, clutching their hems or nervously touching their own bodies.

Fortunately, as more and more people entered the rooms, the growing crowd helped them relax a little.

Soon, the distinct radiance of the Spirit Healing Masters blossomed. Colorless, it swept into the refugees’ battered, riddled bodies like a refreshing breeze.

In this moment, the gift bestowed by the universe revealed its astonishing restorative power. Flowing through their blood, the unique energy washed away the accumulated impurities within their bodies—

The process felt brief, yet simultaneously incredibly long.

When the Spirit Healing Masters withdrew their power, the treated patients felt as though a heavy outer garment had been stripped away; even their breathing became noticeably smoother.