Healer From Other Dimension
Unwanted Solutions
Baroness Yerland panicked instead of playing while the child whimpered in pain. His son was on the patient's bed. The wound on his knee was getting worse and slowly giving off a foul scent.
"God, son. Lookie! It's because of you guys! The wound on my son's leg is getting worse. You have to take responsibility! Check him out now!" yells Baroness Yerland.
The doctors rushed to check the condition of Baroness' son Yerland. They found a gaffe in the wound.
"What should we do? I don't know at all why the wound could get worse like this."
"If it's left like this, maybe we should amputate his leg."
"Hey, don't joke! How can we amputate Young Master Yerland's leg?! You know for yourself what would happen to us if the Baroness of Yerland knew we had to amputate her son's leg. Let's think of another way! Don't let Baroness Yerland spread bad rumors about Glory's clinic."
Baroness Yerland was very agitated. I don't know why he had such a bad feeling about his son's condition. He could only wait until the healers finished their examination.
"Be careful if they can't save my son. I will destroy the good reputation of this clinic" murmured Baroness Yerland.
Not long after, a healer came to the Baroness of Yerland with a frightened face.
"How is my son? You guys can save him, right? Come quickly give me an explanation!"
The tone of the voice of the Baroness of Yerland rose because she could not resist her anger. The doctor who wants to explain what to do. It felt like he was on the brink of death as soon as he faced off against the Baroness of Yerland.
"That, Mistress ... Young Master ... Young Master ...." His fear made his voice choked.
At that time, Miria came as a mediator. He knew how difficult it was to face the Baroness of Yerland. Although she was only a noble of status as the wife of a Baron, but she had more power in the upper ranks of the society. Therefore, no one dared to mess with him.
"Mrs, please hold your emotions. I myself will explain the condition of Young Master," said Miria.
Baroness Yerland let out a rough breath. He glanced sharply at Miria.
"Miss Miria, what does this mean? Please tell me what happened to my son? Don't make me get on black!" Baroness Yerland urged Miria to explain the situation of the son.
"Alright, Mistress. I'll give you an explanation. The current condition of Young Master Yerland is very alarming. We healers also don't know why the wound on your son's leg got worse. Even though the healers have concocted the prescription of the drug correctly. If it continues to be left this way, then we are forced to perform an amputation on your son's right leg."
Baroness Yerland almost fell down to hear Miria's explanation. This is not the solution he wants. The solution that Miria said was just to make her go crazy.
"Amputation? You said amputation? Damnit damnit! Didn't you guys say Glory Clinic is the best clinic in Emilian?! Then what the fuck is this? I don't accept it! I don't want my son to have his life ruined because of you!"
The Baroness of Yerland called out to the knights she had brought.
"Let's go home. Take my son back to the mansion" he continued.
The knights snatched their way into the patient's ward. They took Baroness' son Yerland out of the chamber and brought him back to the Baroness residence of Yerland.
"I'm sure there's still a better clinic than Glory's. So, get ready! I'm gonna ruin the clinic's good reputation."