"Oh come on, Nancy, spill everything out at once! You're giving me a heart attack here!" Joanna felt her chest tightening as she nervously turned to the old woman once more.
"My father may have been a great doctor, but he has rather odd ways. The recipes he concurred up on his own aren't accepted within us traditional doctors. That's why I was hesitant in using his methods…" Nancy furrowed her eyebrows, visibly perturbed.
"What is it? What do you mean odd? Tell me."
"All my father's recipes require a special ingredient…" Nancy then whispered into Joanna's ear, revealing the ingredient to her.
Joanna remained silent for a short while, then responded, "It's okay. If you need any, then go ahead. I can provide you with it."
"But it'd be harmful to you. Is that heartless man really worth it?"
"He became this way because of me. I'm even willing to sacrifice my life for him, let alone this special ingredient."