Hadrian stared at Edwin, who was writing at a quick pace. The hedge healer would often smile at something or another and underline his writings. There was one of his undead birds sitting on the table. It was creepy how the healer stared at its lifeless eyes.
"Eddy, can you speak with these things?" asked Hadrian, no longer able to hold back his curiosity.
"Not quite. I can see through their eyes. It is simply fascinating how much knowledge the Hafnons possess on the subject of virology," Edwin said, his tone chipper. He extended a sheet of paper and Hadrian looked at it.
Vaccines on patients with weak immune system:
Live vaccines are to not be applied to such patients, with some exceptions. The gamble is not worth it, and some patients show that…
"Eddy, what is a live vaccine?" Hadrian could not make out head or tails of it all. Still, if this could help lives, he liked to find out more.
