Rosor walked out of his volunteer room early evening to go back to his home. He had a head full of half white and half black hair, and it showed his age of late 30s.
Today's volunteer work had ended, so he was leaving. He opened the door expecting to see a lot of people, but there weren't that many.
'That's odd. Why are the people so low in amount all of a sudden? It's been constantly decreasing for the last 5 days,' he wondered.
At first, he thought that it was a coincidence that people were low, but now, he was sure something was up. So, he finally decided to go check.
He hadn't walked much further when he saw a truly massive queue of people. He was surprised that a volunteer had more patients than him. After all, he had been working here for the last 4 years and had been deemed the best for over a year now.
'Who is this volunteer?' he walked a little forward to check.
"Hey, don't cut lines. Go to the back," someone shouted at him.
"What?" he was a little taken aback.
"Go ba— Oh, wait…. I-Is that you, Doctor Rosor?" the man suddenly got meek after realizing who he was.
"Yes. Can you tell me who the volunteer is and why there are so many still lined up for him?" Rosor asked.
"Oh, you don't know about Doctor Ning? He is one of the best volunteers here. His massages take care of your body aches at once. Also, he is very fast and only takes around 5 minutes per person. So, everyone is staying here to get a chance to go in," the man said.
'Massages? A volunteer doing the work of a Masseur? Ptui, since when did volunteers get so lowly,' Rosor thought.
"You guys can go back home. It's already late for today," Rosor suggested.
"Oh no. Doctor Ning stays for 2 extra hours every day. We still have time for 24 more people to get treated," the man said.
'What? 2 extra hours? Is he trying to kill himself? How did such a person pass the volunteer test?' Rosor just shook his head and left.
The next day was his break, so he only returned the day after. He was in the volunteer hall by 7 in the morning, but there was a long line of people already.
However, the thing that surprised him the most was that the queue for him was barely any while the queue for this newcomer Ning was beyond what he had ever seen.
In fact, Ning was actually taking patients away from all the volunteers working.
"Hey you, what is happening here? Why are so many people here?" Rosor asked. He wondered if something had changed in the one day he had gone away.
"Don't you know? Doctor Ning's massages are the best," the man said.
'That's it?' Rosor sighed and went to work. He started treating patients at his own pace, but after a while, the patients just stopped coming.
'What the hell is happening' Rosor wondered and got out only to find that almost every single person was lining up for Ning.
The ones that came for everyone else had already been checked and left, while Ning's line was only growing longer. Rosor saw other volunteers coming out of their room, angry as well.
So, he decided to complain to the management. He went around and gathered the different volunteers and went to see the president of the Physician Guild himself.
After a while, they all came out happy at a task successfully done and went back to their own rooms waiting for it all to be over.
Ning had been happy the past few days. For nearly a week now, he had been continuously getting patients who looked for treatments with massages, so he was getting a solid inflow of 5 points coupons.
'I already have about 1000 coupons right now. I just need to do this for one more week and I can get one of the exams easily done,' he thought as he performed the 10 Fingers Heavenly Massage technique of an old woman who came in complaining about her back pain.
He knew that was just bullsh*t however. They all just wanted a massage and kept lying about random pains. He had once seen the same man come in twice in a single day. Some were repeated patients as well.
But, he didn't care. As long as he was getting a steady supply of coupons he needed to become a physician, he was okay with it.
After finishing the massage for the old woman, he sent her out and waited for another patient.
A middle-aged man with a bald head walked in. "How may I hel— hmm, are you a patient?" Ning asked after seeing the man.
"No, I am not. I am from the management team of the Physician's Guild. May I ask what you are doing here?" the man asked Ning.
"Me? I am treating the people as per usual. They come in here with troubles and leave without it," Ning said. On the inside, however, he was screaming.
'F*ck! I knew it was going to be good to last forever. They are already here to shut down the thing. Dammit, they couldn't let it go for a week longer? I would have been a step closer to becoming a physician,' Ning thought.
"I heard your services are not entirely what a volunteer should be doing. It seems we heard correctly. Mr. Ning Ruogang, I cannot tell you if what you are doing is wrong or right, that is not my job. You can ask your own moral judgment for that."
"What is my job is making sure all the volunteers get at least a few patients during the day so that they can do something. As such, I am hereby ordering you to stop all massages services in this establishment aside from for the ones that truly needs it."
"Please decide that on your own. If we get the same complaint another time, we will be forced to revoke your volunteer status, Understood?"