"D-Doctor, how are they so calm after you yelled at them?" Emily was confused and asked softly.
Harry waved nonchalantly. "As long as I can cure them, why does it matter?"
Emily was speechless.
In the clinic, two other middle-aged men were wearing the same cloaks. They were busy.
Harry brought Mrs. Danson right into a treatment room.
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