Harrison Houston had no intention of getting involved in trivial matters, but Blood Transformation Disease was an exception.
As a Monarch Healer himself, he was powerless to cure patients suffering from Blood Transformation Disease and could only watch helplessly as they died in agony.
The fact that a young man dared to talk so carelessly about the disease caught Harrison Houston's curiosity, and he stepped forward to observe the situation.
"Master Houston!"
Noticing Harrison Houston's appearance, Iris Brown suppressed her inner anger and greeted him with a slight nod.
"No need for formalities." Harrison Houston smiled and then observed the unchanging expression on David Jones's face, his tone gentle.
"It takes extraordinary courage and determination to learn medicine, but isn't it going too far to joke about Blood Transformation Disease?"
Iris Brown nodded in agreement.
