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Seo Ha-Rin lowered her gaze to the young girl’s face, recalling the chart she had reviewed just moments ago.
Nine years old, right?
She already considered that to be quite young, but the patient before her appeared even younger than their age would suggest.
Phew. That is a relief.
Thankful that the child’s health was improving, the corners of Seo Ha-Rin’s lips lifted by the slightest margin. The child lay there, breathing evenly with a peaceful expression. Seo Ha-Rin felt the same quiet calm settle within her.
This marked the twelfth patient she had treated today, but she didn’t feel fatigued. It wasn’t because she believed she had done something particularly virtuous, though.
Compared to what we endured in the tower, this can hardly be called difficult.
On the whole, priests who had reached the ninetieth floor were in better physical condition than warriors who had failed earlier on.
Anyway, there was no doubt that the child’s illness had been completely cured. An official diagnosis would require additional tests, but until now, she hadn’t failed to fully heal a single patient. By tomorrow morning, the child would be discharged in perfectly normal condition.
The guardian, who had apparently regained their senses, approached Seo Ha-Rin, clasped their hands together, and bowed repeatedly. “Oooh, Saintess… truly, truly, thank you so much.”
Seo Ha-Rin waved both hands awkwardly. “Ah, no, really....
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