Alan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop. He was silent for half a second before responding with a question rather than an answer, "Sammy, since you're looking for Little St. John, you've probably already read up on his situation beforehand. He doesn't treat anyone on a whim. What are you prepared to use to convince him?"
That question was a very realistic one indeed. It was not enough just to look for the little saint—he had to be willing to give treatment.
Samantha had considered it before, but she said in all seriousness without so much as a second thought, "I'll do anything as long as he's willing to heal my brother!"
Alan was not surprised by her answer. Having been a doctor for so long, he had seen countless patients with family members just like her. The words they frequently said were already etched into his mind.
