Chapter 70 - I'm not addicted...
When and why did she start to care about that person?
Was it because the phrase fighting is for protection resolved her inner turmoil?
Or was it because of his terrifying old wounds?
Or perhaps it's Noah's performance during treatment...
It is truly astonishing that he remained unfazed while undergoing treatment involving breaking and reconnecting muscles in his thighs, arms, and even lumbar vertebrae without any anesthesia.
But what if he refused the anesthetic because he resists the taste of potions like a child? Is it maturity or naivety?
Even Airmid never expected to encounter such a patient. The treatment she thought would be troublesome ended easily, and the follow up care she thought would be simple almost made her lose her temper.
This guy is seventeen years old, right?! And he's still afraid of taking potions? He only drinks potions when they're served with candy or dessert! Where did this guy come from? Even a seven year old in Orario wouldn't be this childish!
Besides that, he even tried to escape several times, and after being caught, he complained that she was a nagging old woman.
At that moment, Airmid felt the blood vessels on both sides of her forehead throb, and she was on the verge of exploding.
I wish I could kick him out of the Pharmacy as soon as possible, or even Orario, and never see him again for the rest of my life.
However, after Noah was picked up from the hospital by Riveria, the girl was still a little worried. Despite her decision not to see him again, Airmid couldn't help but imagine Noah's body covered in wounds once more in her mind.
Judging from his previous wounds, he must have experienced many brutal battles where he risked his life, and he didn't even have any teammates he could trust, so his injuries couldn't be properly treated.
Is it pity? Or curiosity? Or perhaps heartache?
In short, Airmid felt an irrepressible urge to keep the boy, who was much older than her and belonged to another Familia, under her care.
...Just consider it as upholding my honor as a healer!
After all, he was the first patient for whom she had developed and implemented a treatment plan entirely on her own. If he were to run into the Dungeon and get himself killed, my reputation would likely be affected! 'Could it be that the little girl didn't fully heal him, leaving hidden injuries that led to his death?' Even if only one in ten thousand people would have this thought, Airmid would absolutely not allow it!
More importantly...
Breathing in the faint fragrance of the scarf, Airmid couldn't help but squint her eyes like a kitten being petted by its owner, her expression somewhat intoxicated.
Over the past two weeks, Noah had experienced various changes in his body while receiving treatment. Perhaps even Noah himself was not as aware of this as Airmid, who personally provided the treatment and care.
While it's not uncommon for adventurers to experience physical changes after receiving a Falna, these changes typically only involve improvements in physique such as strength, eyesight, and stamina.
Airmid is certain that the extent to which Noah's body underwent such changes is extremely rare, and may even be a unique case. It felt similar to Chienthropes transforming into beasts under the moonlight... perhaps it should be called bloodline awakening?
Airmid was not yet clear about the impact of that change. But for her right now, what she needed to focus on most is the fragrance coming from Noah!
This fragrance doesn't give people the intense pleasure that makes them almost lose their minds like some divine wines or incense. Instead, it makes people feel refreshed, clear headed, and improves their learning and work efficiency. It even makes sleeping much more comfortable.
But that's precisely its most dangerous aspect!
Whether Airmid likes it or not, she has to admit that she had now been somewhat influenced by Noah's scent! After getting used to that fragrance, being without it would inevitably leave her feeling listless, unable to muster any interest in anything, and even causing frequent insomnia at night...
What the heck is this? A legendary succubus? He doesn't seem like one!
In short, even Airmid, a doctor, was not spared. One can imagine how many women would be defiled by Noah if he were to target other women!
Noah is definitely going to be a woman's enemy from now on! Therefore, for the sake of the chastity and safety of the women of Orario, I will absolutely keep a close eye on him! Even if it means sacrificing my own...
However, another voice quietly rose in her heart: Oh my, I never thought that you, Airmid, were such a shameless girl... that you were so addicted to it!
No, that's not right! I'm not addicted! I am dedicating myself to the women of Orario!
Airmid, torn between her inner turmoil and her conscience, did not notice several girls entering the Pharmacy and approaching the counter in front of her.
"Airmid? Airmid?"
"Miss Airmid!"
The sound of slamming the table startled Airmid awake, causing her to jump up from her seat. "I don't hug this to sleep!!"
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