If Ava really took anything on the list, her condition would deteriorate.
No one could tell what would happen at that point.
Frank crumpled the prescription list right then and threw it into a nearby trash can. “No, you can’t let her drink it. It’d just make your daughter’s illness worse!”
“What?” Brenda was left stunned.
“Pfft-”
Jim snickered nearby, and pointed at Ava, who was still crying herself hoarse in Brenda’s arms, shaking his head and smiling. “Grandpa, that’s your mentor? Have you gotten senile? The girl’s clearly having a cold with her intermittent coughs and stiffened vessels. And see how she keeps touching her neck? Her throat is affected too-there’s no question that it’s a cold, and a serious one at that.”
He paused for a moment to laugh. “And that man is saying it’s a heat condition? That’s your mentor, Grandpa? Are you kidding me?”
“Huh…” Abel actually agreed with his grandson, as he could not see what made Frank diagnose the girl with a heat illness.
“Where did you come from?!” A doctor in a lab coat strode up to Frank just then and shoved him. “We don’t have time for you to mess around! Move aside and wait in the queue, or leave. Quit bothering our patients!”
Seeing the doctor, Jim told Abel under his breath, “Gramps, that’s Ferdy Zeller-he’s a little famous, and I had to poach him from the south. He’s been invited to many medical forums, too… and your mentor questioned his judgment? Well, this is going to be interesting.”
While Jim refrained from being too damning just to be nice to his grandfather, he was folding his arms before his chest in amusement.
He really thought for a moment his grandpa’s mentor had something to teach them, but now was absolutely convinced that Frank was just a nobody and was absolutely ready to mock Frank.
“You’re the one who prescribed this list?”
Frank frowned at the haughty doctor just then, snapping accusingly, “The girl’s suffering from a heat condition, and you’d still prescribe her hot medicine? Are you trying to kill her?!”
“I’m trying to kill her?!”
Ferdy pointed at himself, stunned for a moment, before he bellowed back at Frank, “Which hole did you craw out of?! Every sign points to a cold, and you’re saying it’s a heat
condition?! You’re just here to cause trouble, aren’t you?!”
Drawn by the argument, the other staff and patients turned toward them and soon encircled them.
“What’s going on here?” Several security guards in dapper suits soon arrived.
Frank glanced at them briefly, but continued bluntly, “The girl is definitely suffering from a heat condition. Your prescription could kill her!”
“You’re hilarious!” Ferdy laughed despite himself and looked pointedly at the crowd around him before pointing at himself. “I’m Ferdy Zeller! Anyone in this business knows my name. I’ve come to Morhen on the merit of my accomplishments as a healer, even though my old practice down south pays better! have been invited to five national medicine forums, and I’ve treated hundreds of patients, if not thousands! Who do you think you are to question me?!”
