The Young Healer looked down at Senluo Island, his light flickering, and said nothing for a long time...
"Have you ever considered whether they want to become like this?" Elder Ladi asked faintly.
The Young Healer still didn't speak.
"A healer shouldn't just cure a patient's illnesses and injuries; they must also respect them. It is not a healer's place to look down from on high and choose the 'correct' healing method for them."
"But they are just creatures with little intelligence. They don't know what they want, nor do they know what is 'correct.' They don't even think about what they have become. I am just making them better, helping them evolve to a higher state," the Young Healer explained.
"Then what if, in the future, a more intelligent civilization captured you and transformed you into what they believed was the 'correct' form? Would you be willing?"
"..."
The Young Healer fell silent once more.
