Treatment at the City Gate 3

Khan Tyron looked up at the barely above marriageable age girl and felt doubtful.

His sister's life wasn't a game. So why were they throwing it between themselves as if it was?

"Young lady, no need to bother. I'll go into the city and seek out a poison expert." There was a greater chance of her surviving with an expert anyways.

Princess Qamari ignored the young man and looked at the ugly expression on the physician's face and sighed despondently.

"Physician Xuan, I'm sure there was a time in the past when you took pride in your work. There must've been a time when you viewed the art of healing as a means to save lives. But do you know what I see when I look at you now?"

The physician blinked, not comprehending the girl's words. What did his pride in work and view on healing have to do with the treatment of the girl? Was she trying to bluff her way out of the situation?

When he reached this conclusion, his gaze hardened.