Winter quickly said, "Don't worry, sir. Frank is amazing."

Jean nodded as well. "I swear it's true, on my honor as the head of the student council. He won't disappoint."

"Fine." Mr. Zims nodded and turned toward Frank. "What's your specialty? Pill refinement?

Acupuncture? Or..."

"Everything." Frank nodded confidently, not about to leave Winter disappointed when she was right there.

"Everything? Hmph." Mr. Zims was surprised, only further convinced that the young man was spouting nonsense.

Medicine in Draconia was a multi-faceted discipline that involved an ocean of theories, perspectives, and knowledge. Even bedside manners were vital, but this youth in his twenties claimed that he knew everything?

Mr. Zims was doubting

insomnia, profuse sweating in your sleep, bloated calves, problems with

shook his head even as

snapped, sliding a glance at the

caught his meaning and cleared his throat as he turned to Winter. "Wait

"Okay."

have no idea what Frank was hinting, but Winter and Jean

right then, while Jean was staring at Mr. Zims as she stifled

Mr. Lawrence, I've been experiencing symptoms just as

embarrassed even as

is key to medicine. You're losing hair down the middle and your gaze is dull. Coupled with your slightly rounded figure and constant sweating, it's all

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