Chapter 81: Flattering the Powerful

The county magistrate’s daughter could not coax him back herself, so her father rushed out in panic and bowed deeply before the young healer, pleading for mercy and begging him to return.

The healer, however, only looked on with cold amusement. He reminded them that he had come in good faith at a friend’s request, only to be doubted, insulted, and driven away. If they now wanted his help, they would first have to agree to one condition.