#Chapter 99: Patients

Evelyn I had never been to so many hospitals in one day. From the many battles I had lent a hand in, I was used to the presence of patients, but they had always been in the same medical wing or a single, pitched medical tent. But today, I breezed through many I had never set foot in, meeting other healers for the first time. The familiar scent of a too-clean space mixed with the vague, distant scent of blood pressed into my senses as I walked the corridors of my last hospital for the day. The remaining vials of the wolfsbane cure clinked softly inside the crate I carried. Throughout the day, my nervousness had worn away so that I was more tired than anything. I was steady in my resolve, but traveling so far and wide to urgently spread the word and deliver the cure had taken its toll. And then there were the meetings with the wolfsbane patients that had torn the rest of my energy from me. It was one thing to develop a cure in theory, in the quiet safety of a lab. It was