The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Municipal Hospital.

The sharp shadows of the glass dome fell on the ground like the edge of a knife, with neatly planted palm trees on both sides. The dawn of daybreak twinkled between the layers of leaves, the scent-infused breeze tainted the air, the only emergency room open in the entire hospital.

The sign above was lit: [In Surgery]

From the outside, one might assume these were the quiet years.

Faint sounds of fighting and shouting came from next door; the hospital abutted Death Park, one of the first districts to experience riots, but with the intervention of several Fourth Order city enforcers, the restive mobs had already been suppressed.

These troublemakers were like dogs that couldn't be trained.

City administrators thought privately, but it wouldn't be long before the riots in Death Park were quelled.

All the injured from Death Park—mainly those high-ranking officials of superior races—would be given priority treatment at the Municipal Hospital.

Cutting in line was taken for granted.

These distinguished gentlemen had survived the turmoil caused by the troublemakers, and having narrowly escaped the harassment of the lowborn, of course, they deserved priority treatment.

As for those dying citizens,

Volcanic Demons were disassembled, their parts sold to hot pot restaurants, dwarf blood was drained to create fruit-flavored drink pouches, and orcs were picked for their fat and slaughtered for the market... every part was properly utilized, Farol would not waste a single resource.

This was taken for granted in Farol.

The superior races had the right of way in everything they did, so it was only natural for them to have priority even in queueing for pregnancy.

Elf Elder Sika was quite terrified at the moment.

His abdomen eerily swelled, forming two large bulges.

Having lived for hundreds of years, it was one thing to have children in old age, but to be pregnant with twins!

He was forcibly tied to the so-called hospital bed by the nurses, with bloody chunks of flesh sticking to his gaunt back and dim, eerie candles surrounding him on all four sides.

Dr. Ansu wore a white coat and had an innocently smiling face, looking no different from an ordinary youth.

"Do you wish to save the mother or the child?" the young man asked with a healing smile, "Rest assured; our hospital offers full-service care."

Damnit!!

What kind of devilish speech was that!

"Save the mother, doctor, I want to save the mother, the mother!"

Sika's pupils trembled with terror, entirely clueless about the intentions of the young doctor before him.

"You should know if, if I die on your operating table, unable to leap out alive and well, it would lower the survival rate, and you would die too!"

Even now, the old aristocrat tried to threaten Ansu.

Tears streamed down his face as he contemplated his mere act of queue-jumping and medical fraud... He was about to issue various threats when Ansu already began the surgery.

[Blessing of Growth]

[Blessing Magic]

[Magic Power consumption: 2 (originally 1)]

[Magic effect: Blessed by the Mother Goddess of life, whoever is affected by this magic ages half a year, lasting for one minute]

Was this Holy Light magic...?

Sika felt the warm and peaceful Holy Light integrating into his abdomen, the warm glow comfortingly ordinary.

Until Ansu cast another Blessing of Growth.

The life in his abdomen throbbed violently, and the pain pierced deep into Sika's soul. He watched in horror as his abdomen was torn open, blood and viscera freely flowing out.

He had birthed aberrations.

Two void beings emerged from the flesh.

They were both envoys of the Mother Goddess.

With the appearance of insects and the features of mammals,

their overall structure resembled that of a gray moth, with countless tiny mouths beneath their terrifying mandibles and a human face on their abdomen, its features distinct.

That strange and twisted aura of terror filled the entire ward with their birth.

The children were all very healthy and lively.

Ansu looked at the babies, who were jumping around right after birth, feeling a great sense of accomplishment as a doctor.

Indeed, nobles were nobles, their offspring had to be somewhat superior.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

These two Void Moths, judging by their aura, were both Fourth Order beings, somewhat stronger than Kavensis.

At birth, the Void Moth immediately thought of gnawing on its mother, crawling toward her chest along the ancient waist and belly of Ska.

Ska was even more terrified.

"Enya, use Secret Magic to erase our scents," An Su was a doctor with great medical ethics. Since he had promised to ensure safety, he would naturally keep that promise.

With a wave, Enya erased the presence of the three, and the Void Moths, half-way through their climb, could no longer sense their mother's existence; they tilted their heads in confusion.

Although they possessed a certain level of intelligence, they were just born and couldn't see through Secret Magic. Unable to find their mother, they immediately began to wail.

The infants fluttered their wings, crying as they flew away, bursting out of the ward. Hunger invaded their minds, and instinct drove them into a frenzy. They urgently needed to feed, especially on fresh and healthy life!

The preferences of void creatures were the same as the Mother Goddess,

The more powerful and evil the life, the happier they were!

And in the nearby park, there just happened to be several strong evils lives.

Once out of the hospital, life and death were no longer the hospital's concerns.

The hospital only guaranteed a survival rate.

Meanwhile, as soon as they stepped out of the ward, the surgery was over.

The patients outside waiting for rescue were baffled. What was that fluttering thing that just flew out?

It was the Forest Spirit Elder who went in. How come two giant moths flew out?

Am I hallucinating because my time is almost up?

[Surgery Completed]

[Municipal Government's Third Hospital, Leading Physician, Third Order Recovery Magician An Su Moningsta]

[Survival Rate: 200%]

Entire Hell naturally had more than one hospital—after all, running a hospital is very profitable.

The hospitals were also in competition with each other, and the benchmarks were survival rate and the number of patients treated, with daily live updates on the Magic Network for citizens to check.

If one hospital's ear doctor had a high survival rate, his ranking would also be higher, and citizens would be more inclined to make an appointment with his specialists.

Before An Su, the number one rank in survival rate was the Druid Hospital with 95%.

But now, with this against-the-odds survival rate of 200% out, the shocked locals were astonished.

"Who is this Third Order doctor?"

"How come it's a buy-one-get-one-free situation?"

"Definitely a famous physician!"

"A 95% survival rate is terrifying enough, but 200%? Unbelievable!"

The curious minds of Chaos Followers were the strongest, and this 200% survival rate captured their eyes completely; they were now amidst great turmoil, with friends and family mostly dead, and thus thought of seeking out Dr. Ansu for a chance at revival.

Maybe it could bring back the dead.

Of course, there were other hospital doctors who looked down on this, thinking An Su's treatment history was too sparse and with only two treatments, it might just be a fluke.

As for the various discussions outside, An Su didn't care.

He only wanted to dedicate himself to the noble cause of medical care.

Ska had narrowly escaped disaster with the Void Moths. Although his lower half was mostly shattered, he had kept his life and was joyous from cheating death.

Until Dr. An Su gave him a serene smile.

"Doctor... can I leave now?" he asked, trembling. Continue reading stories on empire

"It seems you've misunderstood something,"

An Su's smile grew gentler,

"I mentioned that we provide a full-service package, from birth to funeral to catering. We cover everything to ensure you are born happily, leave peacefully, and eat joyously."

You're fucking kidding me.

Ska's expression fell apart.

He stared at the title "Gradually Dawning Light" above An Su's head.

The youth said earnestly,

"I have already dedicated myself to the cause of medicine, and now it's your turn to devote yourself to the catering business."

The so-called kind-hearted physician at birth, the obstetrician sage Gradually Dawning Light!

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