Healer From Other Dimension
Severe Wounds Deadly
"How did it go like this?!"
In just a quick glance, Andressa immediately understood how the condition of the son of Baroness Yerland. At that time, the entire room immediately focused its attention towards Andressa.
Baron and Baroness Yerland were a little surprised to find a girl he did not know there. They were unaware of Andressa's arrival earlier.
"Who are you? Why did you suddenly come in here?" asked Baroness Yerland with a full glance.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, sir, she's Miss Andressa. He is a healer who has recently been very famous in Emilian for having contributed greatly in restoring the Selion region" explained the servant who brought Andressa here.
"He's Andressa's healer?" Baron Yerland asked once more to be sure.
"Yes, Sir."
Without saying anything, Andressa hurriedly approached Yerland's Young Master's bed. The only son of this noble family is dying on the bed.
"When has he been like this?" andressa asked with a panicked expression.
"A few weeks have passed. At first he was fine, but lately his condition has deteriorated and he can barely get out of bed" explained Baron Yerland.
Andressa observed and groped the wound on the boy's knee. There was something stuck that he felt.
"Can you show me the medicine that Glory's doctor concocted? I want to make sure of something."
Baroness Yerland quickly handed over the medicine to Andressa. The girl checked the drug.
'This aroma. They did something big this time.'
Seeing the look on Andressa's face that was not good, Baroness Yerland was immediately struck by a hunch.
"Miss, my son can be saved right?"
"My answer is honestly if you want your child's life to be safe" Andressa said.
"Well ...."
Andressa has prepared a number of questions that can help her treatment.
"Have your son had a fever lately? And does his appetite go down, too?"
Baron and Baroness Yerland nodded in unison confirming Andressa's question.
"He often lost consciousness, experienced insomnia, often hallucinated, and not infrequently complained half of numbness. Right so?"
"really. How do you know that?"
Andressa stared at the body of the Baroness of Yerland back.
"I guessed it. It seems that your son's life is on the edge" Andressa said blatantly.
At that moment, all the ears that heard were in shock as soon as Andressa said that. A bolt of lightning struck in the bright sky, the Baron and Baroness of Yerland nearly fainted that very second.
"His son is on the edge of the horn? What the hell does that mean? Wasn't the wound on his leg just a normal wound? How could his wounds have spread to life?" Baron Yerland did not accept Andressa's explanation.
"You think this is a normal wound? Let me ask, is this wound obtained after accidentally falling and scratching a wern thorn? The shape of the durin is slightly large with sharp edges like needles and then blackish white?"
Andressa sounded angry. His tone rose and his mimic seemed to be suppressing anger.
"really. At that time my son scratched a thorn. I thought it was an ordinary thorn" replied Baroness Yerland sobbing.
"This is no ordinary thorn, but a deadly thorn. Plus the medicine formulated by Glory clinic is made from hartar plants. This drug only worsens the condition. Now the wound is slowly gnawing on his body because the effect of the wern thorn wound will be toxic and take his life if the wound is touched by the hartar plant."