The pce where Mingu faintly regained consciousness was a dazzling spectacle of white, inside a luxurious hospital room boasting state-of-the-art medical facilities. Surrounding him were seemingly wealthy foreigners in expensive attire and stern-faced guards who watched him vigintly. It was a scene that looked as if it had been lifted straight out of a movie."Where... where am I?"Mingu asked in a faint, cracked voice. A neatly dressed man beside him carefully spoke."Ah, I am an interpreter. And this is a top-tier medical facility located in this country. We sincerely apologize for bringing you here against your will. Our VIP patients desperately desire your abilities."However, Mingu was suspicious of what y hidden beneath their polite demeanor."So, you forcibly abducted me. Away from the countless people who were waiting for hope."His voice was as cold as ice. The interpreter, flustered, quickly added, "We promise to compensate you handsomely for this. We can provide you with everything you desire.""I don't need compensation."Mingu shook his head firmly. His eyes held unwavering resolve.The interpreter seemed taken aback by the unexpected reaction and hesitated for a moment. Then, he boriously pushed a bag in front of Mingu. When the bag was opened, it revealed a stack of gold bars."Your thoughts might change once you see the scale of the compensation. Besides this, the value you can generate through your abilities is beyond imagination."He persistently tried to persuade Mingu. But Mingu didn't even gnce at the man.At that moment, the surrounding foreigners began to argue vehemently in a nguage Mingu couldn't understand. Their voices rose and fell, filling the hospital room. They seemed bewildered by Mingu's attitude. Their sharp gazes and cold expressions suggested the urgency of their current situation amidst the argument. Finally, Mingu spoke in response to the man's relentless persuasion."Alright. Bring the patients."A tense silence filled the hospital room at Mingu's low voice. Patients adorned in expensive jewelry lined up one by one. Their eyes were filled with earnestness and anticipation, but they also held a hint of suspicion and wariness.Mingu approached them and healed the first two in quick succession, in the blink of an eye. As if by magic, those who were on the verge of death suddenly stood up, pulled out their IV drips, and walked around the hospital room in good health. The remaining patients who witnessed this spectacle couldn't hide their astonishment and excimed in admiration, reaching their hands towards the sky. A light of joy radiated from their faces. But just then, Mingu abruptly stopped the treatment."Why... why are you doing this?"The interpreter asked, flustered. Mingu scanned the patients with a cold gaze and spoke."Do you think I am merely your tool? If you believe you can manipute me like this, you are mistaken."His voice filled the room like a cold draft."I belong to no one. And I don't take orders from anyone."The hospital room fell into instant silence at Mingu's sudden change in attitude. The patients exchanged bewildered gnces, and the guards tensely gripped their weapons. Mingu's resolute demeanor exerted intense pressure on them."What... what are you going to do?"To the interpreter's urgent question, Mingu calmly replied, "From now on, I will treat one VIP patient for every hundred general patients. And open the hospital doors immediately!"Mingu's voice was firm, showing no room for compromise. While they hesitated in confusion, Mingu emphasized to the interpreter once more."If you don't open the doors, there will be no more treatment. Open the doors, and the treatment will continue."His eyes were filled with a cold determination.In the end, they had no choice but to open the hospital doors and gather people according to Mingu's instructions. Countless patients with incurable diseases, filled with hope, flocked to the hospital, and it instantly became overcrowded.The waiting line grew longer day by day. The scale was enormous, with tens of thousands of people gathering. People even came from Korea after hearing the news, and numerous wealthy individuals from all over the world sought Mingu's healing. But as before, the number of people Mingu could treat was limited.Countless people colpsed from exhaustion while waiting their turn, and the wealthy paid exorbitant sums to cut in line. There were even those who were forced to sell their one and only life for money. A chaotic scene of despair and hope, anger and sighs, unfolded before their eyes.Shouts and screams filled the hospital. The number of people dying in the hospital far outnumbered those who were recovering. Mingu looked at them with a heavy heart. The complex scene entangled his mind. Witnessing human desire and despair, and the sparks of hope that flickered within them, he was lost in thought.What scarred Mingu's heart most deeply was the sight of people dying while waiting their turn right before his eyes. Their final desperate yearning for life filled Mingu with deep self-reproach, and the guilt of not being able to save them weighed down his soul like heavy iron chains.Mingu gradually succumbed to the pressure once again. The joy of the lives revived by his touch paled in comparison to the overwhelming shadow of death that loomed several times rger. Facing the despair that crashed like a massive wave, the lives he barely held onto were like fragile sandcastles colpsing helplessly. He tried day and night to revive the fmes of life, but more lives were extinguished. Mingu began to feel the futility of his efforts. The loneliness of fighting alone at the border of life and death created a deep swamp of despair in his heart.Until the incident...