FreeNovelApologizing to his patient, Abel hurried off to receive Frank.
However, as Loggins Apothecary was a mansion built in traditional Draconian architecture, there was much ground to cover from his office to the
entrance.
Abel was so excited that he almost fell a few times, but Jim managed to catch him each time—he would be a laughing stock if he got hurt even before
seeing Frank!
"Gramps, is the man really as amazing as you say?" asked Jim, a twentyish youth who looked especially soft-spoken with his glasses and actually
appeared older than Frank.
Still, he was not particularly interested despite his grandfather's excitement.
While he respected Frank at first since someone like Abel would go so far as to call him mentor, the man he saw earlier was undoubtedly younger
than himself.
That in turn left Jim doubtful—was his grandfather senile, mistaking sshaman off the street for an actual healer?
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As such, Jim was quietly disapproving, even wary—his grandfather had spent a lifetbuilding a legacy in traditional Draconian medicine.
If he ended up being scammed now, not only would they be laughed at, but Abel's title as Morhen's best healer would go up in smoke too.
When that happens, even Jim's reputation as his successor would be tarnished, and there may be no chance for him to continue the business in
Morhen.
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"Yeah," Jim muttered noncommittally.
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