“We'll do everything you ask us to do.” Aleksandr Said, grasping Charles’ hand.
“Tell us what you need, and we'll get it for you,” Perovich assured, ignoring the two doctors who were frowning in disapproval..
“Can we, like… talk in Private?” Charles asked, eyeing the two medical doctors.
“Actually, we're okay with you prescribing alternative treatment for him, but it would have to go through our scrutiny before it could be administered. So we don't mind.” Dr Peter Drowsky, the middle-aged doctor smiled.
“Give me a pen and a notepad, I'll write some herbal remedy for you to buy.” Charles said, but surprisingly for him, it was Dr Drowsy that offered him a pen and a piece of paper to write on.
Charles quickly scribbled some things on the paper and handed the paper to perovich.
“I need
