Chapter 747

Caitlin was the only person Celia could think of. After all, it was Caitlin who had cured her of her debilitating condition. Without her, Celia would still be suffering from constant seizures.
*Freya?* The name cut through Mrs. Palmer’s grief. She looked at Celia. “Freya? You mean Miss Freya Gonzales from Eldermere?” She remembered the brilliant young doctor who had saved her daughter. In gratitude, Mrs. Palmer had sent Caitlin a priceless sapphire. And with the recent Smith scandal, even ordinary citizens of Valerium had heard of the mysterious Miss Gonzales.
“Yes, that’s her,” Celia confirmed.
Mrs. Palmer wiped her tears. “But… Miss Gonzales isn’t Dr. Oracle. What if… what if she can’t cure Brock either?” Brock’s affliction wasn’t an ordinary illness; it was an ancient family curse. The Palmers were searching for Dr. Oracle because he had once successfully lifted a curse for a remote tribe. No one else could help them.
Celia’s expression was resolute. “Mother, Dr. Oracle is a phantom. We’ve wasted too much time chasing him. If you truly want to save Brock, we have to try every possible option. We can’t just sit here and wait for him to die.” She took her mother’s hands. “Brock doesn’t have much time left. Please, let me ask Freya to come. What if she’s the one who can save him?” Bringing Caitlin here would, at the very least, offer them a sliver of hope.
Mrs. Palmer closed her eyes, weighing her daughter’s words. The doctors of Valerium were useless. If they didn’t try something different, Brock would die, just like his brothers. She was a mother. She couldn’t bear to watch all three of her sons be taken from her.
After a long moment, she opened her eyes. “Alright. Go to Eldermere. Bring Miss Gonzales back.” ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by.net
Hearing this, the doctors in the room began to mutter amongst themselves.
“A doctor from Eldermere?”
“Are they suggesting an Eldermere doctor is better than us?”
It was a well-known fact that Eldermere’s medical facilities were inferior to Valerium’s Valerium’s medical schools were filled with students from Eldermere. And now, Celia wanted to bring a doctor from there? It was a slap in the face.
Celia’s sharp gaze swept over them. “If you have something to say, say it aloud. Don’t whisper like cowards.”
One of the doctors, Francis, chose his words carefully. “Miss Palmer
are you suggesting that all of us here are inferior to a practitioner of traditional Eldermere medicine?”
Celia’s reply was scathing. “If you useless fools were half as good as Freya, the
Smith incident would have never happened.”
The room fell silent. The Smith incident was a stain on Valerium’s medical community, a national disgrace.
Francis’s eyes narrowed. “Miss Palmer, you can’t equate the two Smith was Smith, and we are us Just because Smith was no match for Miss Gonzales does not meant that we aren’t.”