This Is My Job

In Flathand where the white haired doctor lived, the clinic was lively. People were coming in and out with illness and checkup.

Most were of a cold or coughing and it was due to the change in the weather. It was starting to get colder and people were wearing thicker clothing. He made sure his clinic was warm, he had plenty of herbs and medicine ready before opening the shop every morning. With so many people coming in and out, it was important for him to be prepared.

Not just for him, but also for his assistants. They should learn to prepare themselves as well for the seasonal sickness.

"Thank you doctor," the elder man bowed.

"It is not a problem. Please take care of yourself."

Cayden James pushed up his glasses and smiled as the next person waiting moved to sit at his patient chair. He glanced over at the siblings, his assistance, Apple speaking and calming a crying female and her brother listening to the heartbeat of a child.

"How can I help you, miss?"