Chapter 110: Right, it just means a Prison Doctor.

Before long, Gordon Ford's men delivered the herbs and the tools Pierce Jackson had asked for. Clink, clatter, clink. After half an hour of steady work, Pierce's custom salve was ready. It was tar-black and viscous as snot, giving off a strange, heady fragrance. If it accidentally touched bare skin, it burned like fire. During the treatment, only Pierce and Kailey Hill went into the room. Holly tried to follow, but Pierce stopped her at the door. "Why won't you let Auntie Holly help?" Kailey stood...