"A-are you a physician?"
Tristan's mother asked her in between sobs.
Zoe bit her lips. She can only help with basic first aid outside the hospital.
But given a serious case with complications such as in the likes of this man, she didn't know if she could be of any help.
'I am in a different world and I have no idea what their medical practices are here.'
'He has to go to the hospital. But if they have already gone to one and they can't do anything for him, how could I be of any help?'
As she was still contemplating, Erin answered for her.
"Yes, she is, madame."
Zoe's eyes widened at Erin's quick reaction to the lady's question.
"Where's the Zoe I know? Come on. I know you can help him."
She whispered to her, encouraging her to treat the lady's son.
Zoe glanced at his mother who was massaging his son's hand as she gazed at him pitifully.
