Chapter 57

"What are you following for?" The senior student at the back, seeing Jiang Junming also running over, asked.

"I'll see if I can help with anything," Jiang Junming said while running.

"......" Can he really think that being attuned to divine power means he can save people? With teachers and two senior priests present, what could he possibly help with? If it weren't for the "miraculous" affinity to divine power that Jiang Junming displayed earlier, the senior student would have been ready to curse this presumptuous kid.

"He must think that being attuned to divine power means he can save people," one of the students nearby said, a hint of mockery in his voice.

"Young and reckless, that's how they are. He's probably been spoiled in Moonlight City, thinking he can do anything."

"Followers of the Goddess of Compassion? What can they do? Even if a priest from the Church of Compassion came, they might not even be able to successfully cast a divine spell, let alone save someone." Some of the senior students who had heard of the Church of Compassion knew of its awkward position and spoke with disdain.

"Shut up!" The teacher in the green robe, hearing the students' disrespectful remarks about the Goddess of Compassion, turned around and sternly shouted, "What is Rule 43 of the Academy Code?"

The student who had been mocking the Church of Compassion's priests, upon being addressed by the teacher, habitually stopped and loudly said without thinking, "Any questioning of the gods of the Alliance of the Light Temple is..."

Before he could finish, the group had already run far ahead, leaving him alone, watching their retreating backs.

"No questioning of others' beliefs. If I hear such remarks again, humph!" The teacher in the green robe finished speaking and turned to continue running. The previous discussions, doubts, and mockery vanished without a trace, and all the students silently followed the priests towards the Combat Academy.

While running, Jiang Junming controlled his speed, not wanting to be at the front. Everyone was running fast, with the armored apprentice knights, who were physically strong, leading the way. The slightly weaker apprentice priests and priests in white robes followed behind. However, the two senior priests, despite not appearing hurried or rushed, were always at the front, and no matter how hard the strong apprentice knights ran, they could not catch up, and the distance between them grew wider.

A building made of green stone appeared in the distance, with a large open area in front of it, where a crowd had gathered. Jiang Junming thought this must be the Combat Academy, and the area was a training ground. The two senior priests ran into the training ground first, and the students surrounding the area immediately made way for them.

A student in armor lay on the ground, a pool of blood beneath him. The young man, dressed as an apprentice knight, had a fist emblem on his chest, indicating he was a follower of the God of Protection. Two long swords lay to the side, one of them covered in blood.

Another apprentice knight knelt beside him, his hands pressing on the injured abdomen, blood seeping through his fingers. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the injured student's life from slipping away. Blood flowed from the gaps in his fingers, staining the undergarments beneath the armor, and dripped onto the ground from the gaps in the armor.

The two students from the Combat Academy were both apprentice knights, who had accidentally injured each other during a training session. Jiang Junming thought this as he saw the blood and the injured student.

The injured student on the ground still had a faint consciousness, struggling weakly on the ground, and then barely managed to retch. His movements were very slight, and with the massive blood loss, he was almost in a critical state, unable to even turn his head or vomit.

The apprentice knight, who was at a loss, noticed the commotion in the crowd and turned to see the two senior priests running over. Like finally seeing a glimmer of hope, he shouted hoarsely, "Great priests, please save him!"

His voice was tight, and it was hard to recognize his original voice, let alone understand what he was saying.

His voice was hoarse, and even the students closest to him could not clearly hear what he was saying.

A nearby apprentice knight immediately said, "Two students were injured during training, the wound is in the abdomen, deep and bleeding heavily. We called for students who know healing, but the first-level healing spell had limited effect. The bleeding slowed but could not be stopped."

He spoke simply and clearly, and the two senior priests understood the basic situation from these few words. The followers of the God of Protection were skilled in combat, not healing, and the injury was severe, involving students from the Combat Academy. The two senior priests had serious expressions, and the tall senior priest briefly examined the injured student's wound. His lips trembled slightly, and a white light immediately fell on the wound that the apprentice knight's hands were tightly covering.

The apprentice knight's eyes shone with hope, and he quickly removed his hands, afraid of delaying the priest's healing spell. Blood gushed out as soon as his hands were removed, but under the treatment of the white light, the bleeding quickly slowed. In what seemed like a blink of an eye, the bleeding that the student of the God of Protection could not stop had ceased.

Jiang Junming stood at the back of the crowd, watching this scene, and was amazed. It was truly a divine skill. Recalling the severe car accident and stab wounds he had encountered in the affiliated hospital of the medical school in his previous life, just stopping the bleeding was extremely difficult. Observing the injured student's wound, the long sword had pierced deeply. From the bloodstains on the sword and the amount of blood, Jiang Junming estimated that the intestines had been penetrated, and the mesenteric artery had ruptured, causing massive bleeding. The injured student had held on for at least ten minutes, suggesting that the abdominal aorta had not been fatally damaged.

Recalling how Priest Raphael in Moonlight City had healed himself after a traumatic hemothorax, Jiang Junming, though unable to see the internal organs, could feel the damaged organs healing. Not only the organs but also the abdominal wound was rapidly healing.

Skin, fascia, muscles, blood vessels, and nerves were all growing rapidly. With the help of the optical brain, Jiang Junming's eyesight had greatly improved, and he could see the human tissues growing and recovering at a visible speed. The healing spell was truly miraculous, far more effective than growth factor drugs. Jiang Junming watched the growing and recovering tissues and marveled.

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