Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 127 Weaving of Life

Being able to secure funding from nobles demonstrates one's own capabilities and is of great benefit in consolidating a precarious position.

As for the resentment and revenge that followed, Shirley felt it was irrelevant, since she was already a dying person with little time left...

The elderly head nurse walked ahead and pushed open the door to ward number 706.

The three girls in the room were all wrapped in white plaster casts.

"They're lucky. Six or seven were brought in, but none of them could be saved. Two of them passed away this morning..." Head Nurse Sherry said, clenching her fist and putting it to her mouth. "Children, the kind young nobleman paid your hospital fees."

Three pairs of eyes turned to Tai'an, without a single word of thanks, their expressions more timid, silent, and curious.

"How long will it take for them to recover if they stay in the hospital?" Taian asked.

"If it recovers naturally, it may take three to five months, and the monthly hospitalization and nursing fees will be between one and two gold coins," the elderly head nurse replied.

The bed fees at St. Violet Hospital are indeed notoriously expensive, being the kingdom's best hospital, and the nursing fees are outrageously high. Including meals and daily living expenses, just three lightly injured patients would require nearly thirty gold coins.

Of course, it's also possible to save some money. As for the budget, try to be as generous as possible.

"Can you go back to your families? Do you have anywhere to go?"

After Tai'an asked the question, the room fell silent.

Having learned about the girls' identities, Hua Yun whispered a reminder: "They are all orphans adopted by the Hundred Flowers Convent."

"Then let's send him back to the convent to recuperate."

Tai'an planned to give each person a bottle of high-quality life potion as a small way to make up for his mistake.

"We don't want to go back to the convent. Please arrange a new place for us, sir." In the middle of the three hospital beds, a girl with flaxen hair, biting her lip, suddenly spoke.

"Tell me the reason?" Tai'an looked slightly surprised.

"When we go back, we'll continue to sell them like commodities, forcing people to offer their bodies until no more customers come. The convent will use this to raise operating funds." The flaxen-haired girl spoke fluently and clearly.

Tai'an nodded appreciatively: "I can offer you another option. The Blue Rose Territory in the North needs a large population. Once you recover, you can migrate there. I will help arrange your household registration and your future life."

"That's great!" The flaxen-haired girl exclaimed excitedly, propping herself up from her lying position to sit up.

The red-haired girl in the hospital bed by the window demanded to return to the convent, saying she could not betray the kindness of the elder sister who raised her, and berated the girl with flaxen hair as an ingrate.

If they hadn't been unable to move due to a broken bone, the two said they might not have necessarily fought.

The dark brown-haired girl on the hospital bed near the door hesitated, "Young master, could you spend a few gold coins to buy me? I promise to offer you my complete loyalty and purity."

The girl is very pretty, petite and charming, and her overall score is close to 90.

Tai'an looked directly into the other person's eyes: "The Hundred Flowers Nunnery profits from you, so why don't you leave? You can find a way to make money later to repay their kindness in raising you."

"You may be happy now that you've escaped, but dozens of orphans will starve to death. The Hundred Flowers Sisters' Academy has always been struggling to make ends meet and is on the verge of collapse." The red-haired girl stared at the flaxen-haired girl with bloodshot eyes, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey: "Rin, you must have experienced the feeling of hunger, right? If it weren't for the orphanage taking you in, you would have starved to death on the roadside long ago."

"I will just bear with death and it will pass. I will never stay in this world and become a part of filth."

The argument between the two attracted the attention of the noble girls in the corridor.

The little girls looked bewildered, completely unable to empathize.

Hua Yun was a bit older and had seen a lot of human suffering, so she couldn't bear it.

Tai'an cleared his throat, interrupting the two arguing: "Those who want to go back to the convent, please do so. I don't care whether you stay or leave. Everyone has the right to choose their own destiny."

Those who choose to join Blue Rose will be provided with new accommodation and caregivers, basic food and necessities, and support after recovery. They will also receive a fixed monthly salary.

The boy paused, then emphasized, "You can use your salaries as you see fit to repay the convent for its nurturing kindness. I won't stop you."

"That's right! I just want to be a clean and honest person." The flaxen-haired girl, Rin, swept away her previous guilt and shame, disregarding the plaster cast on her leg bone, and proudly straightened her spine.

"Even if I had a job, I wouldn't go back," the brown-haired girl made up her mind.

The red-haired girl looked conflicted, wavering on her decision to repay her parents' kindness by offering her body in return.

There were clearly better options available...

"If you don't leave, you'll just be waiting for the bad guys to take turns bullying you..." Rinne added mercilessly.

After inspecting the first ward, the situation in the second ward was similar. Most of the injured had been buried under the collapsed ceiling and suffered fractures of varying degrees.

The total number of hospitalized patients reached thirty-four.

For most people with minor injuries, it is advisable to arrange for discharge as soon as possible to save on expenses.

Hua Yun's tense expression eased slightly, and her goodwill towards Tai An increased significantly. In any case, his arrival solved most of the problems, so he wasn't completely irresponsible.

The real challenge now lies in managing patients in the intensive care unit.

The blue-haired girl's lower body was reduced to a bloody pulp, necessitating amputation to save her life. She has now passed the most dangerous period and her condition is temporarily stable.

However, their future survival has become a foreseeable major problem. They will lose their ability to take care of themselves, have no source of income, and will require someone to look after them.

The only way to return to the past state is to weave life together and reshape the severed limbs.

Each life weaving session costs one hundred gold coins, a publicly stated price. It's said to be the absolute bottom line, with no room for negotiation.

In the entire capital, those skilled in life weaving are even rarer than alchemists, with nearly half residing at the Violet Hospital. The rest are either the chief physician of the royal palace or guest advisors affiliated with ducal families, rarely seen and requiring even higher prices to acquire.

It takes at least four or five cycles of life weaving to perfectly shape the flesh and blood of a pair of legs, and during this process, it is also necessary to use life potions of perfect quality to replenish the large amount of vitality lost during cell division.

The cost of limb regeneration is far beyond what ordinary civilians can afford; it's basically just a beautiful dream.

If nothing unexpected happens, the girl will likely spend the rest of her life in despair on her hospital bed…

The remaining six people were in similar situations. Some had their arms broken, while others had their spines broken, resulting in paralysis.

The total estimated treatment cost is over two thousand gold coins!

Among them, the black-haired girl Elaine is particularly memorable. She made only one request throughout: to kill her and grant her a quick death would be the greatest mercy and grace.

Hua Yun stared intently at Tai An's profile as he fell into deep thought, her gaze inexplicably fixed on him: "Can we talk alone?"

Tai'an followed Hua Yun to an empty ward not far down the corridor, where a soundproof barrier quietly unfolded around them.

(End of this chapter)