Most Powerful Healer

The bright yet calming lights of the hospital greeted Midori as soon as his eyes shot wide open. One look and he immediately recognized one of the places that he hated the most due to how fast it drains someone's money— the hospital. "What happened?! I... Miya... my sister's dead... " Midori muttered to himself while looking at his hands which were connected to IV drips.

As tears streamed down his cheeks, he still remembered the coldness of his sister's body as he held her in her arms. Midori had known the nature of death ever since he was young but seeing it first-hand happen to his youngest sister scarred him for life. He clenched his fists as it ballooned twice its size before he smashed the side of his bed. It wasn't even a strong pound with his fist but it certainly caused a mini-earthquake in the hospital. "Miya... I'm sorry." He kept on muttering while he bawled his heart out.