Yohana, adopting the guise of an herbalist, had successfully concealed her true identity. However, merely knowing her occupation was insufficient for a seamless integration into Runa's new life.
"Oh, my, Madam, I'm sorry to hear that. I'll do my best to procure the herbs needed for your son's swift recovery. Perhaps you could visit my office sometime?" Yohana suggested.
The middle-aged woman appeared perplexed before her face lit up. "You have an office now, Miss Yohana? That's wonderful news. Many of us feel it's a shame that you only make house calls and don't allow patients to come to you. But now–"
"Forgive me, Madam, it seems I misspoke. My residence is not presentable, and I wouldn't want my patients to feel uncomfortable there. Renting a dedicated office space is costly, and unfortunately, it's beyond my current means. However, rest assured, Madam, I am actively working towards it."
