Chapter 18: The Young Divine Physician

Seeing Gracie Yare actually lower herself to beg a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old boy, Vice President Zorn felt as if his authority had been slapped in public. His face darkened. He fixed Gracie with a cold stare and gave a short, contemptuous snort. "President Yare, if even I can't treat this illness, then no one in all of Eastown's medical circle can." He lifted his chin, pride written all over him. "That much confidence, I do have." With that, he turned his face aside, aloof as if the matter...