With a nod, Hill stepped forward. He only gave the girl a glance before tapping thrice on her forehead. "These symptoms of hers have been left untreated for far too long, and they've become permanent. Moreover, she's too weak. I'll have to nourish her body with medicine first. Once she recovers more of her vitality, I'll rid her of her illness with potent medicine," Hill slowly uttered, his voice calm yet authoritative.
"Mr. Hackett, does that mean that you can cure her?" Rohan asked, surprise etched across his face.
"Of course. If I couldn't save her, why would I have come all the way here?" Hill replied confidently, his demeanor unshakeable.
At the sight of Hill's poised demeanor, Jameel felt a flicker of hope igniting within him. Immediately, he knelt before Hill, his voice trembling with gratitude. "Mr. Hackett, please let me express my gratitude for saving my daughter!"
