“What are you saying, Rose?” Xander asked.
“We had a deal that you would treat him,” and Mason called out from the other side of the room.
“I almost killed you, Xander!” Rose said, “I don’t trust myself to continue treating you!”
“And you shouldn’t,” Henry intervened, “Why do you think you’re qualified to treat anyone, anyway? You were raised in the countryside. Unless you’ve been practicing some sorcery that can magically heal illnesses, why are you trying to treat my brother?”
“Henry, be quiet!” Mason said to his other grandson, “I’ve already told you that she’s more than qualified. I sent you copies of her degree and certificates and you confirmed that they were authentic. Why do you bring about your doubts about her qualifications now?”
Before the argument could become that betwe
