Deanna replied helplessly, "You didn't ask before, so I didn't mention it. I do have some knowledge of medicine."
She hesitated for a moment, feeling that claiming to know about medicine might come off as arrogant.
Her master was very skilled in medicine and had taught her a lot. It was fine for treating common illnesses.
Xavier couldn't tell and frowned, thinking this person might not be reliable.
"How much is 'some'? Miss Jones, I can't trust Mr. Mercer's life to someone unreliable..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Deanna interrupted him, "It's too late for you to transfer him to the hospital now. Mr. Mercer's condition is deteriorating, and his life is in danger. The hospital is far from here, and even driving to the nearest hospital from here would take at least half an hour. Such a delay might put him in a more dangerous situation."
Ava's expression turned serious as she realized what Deanna said made sense. What should be done now?
"Miss Jones, can you cure Mr. Mercer's illness? He is in critical condition."
Xavier remained silent, staring at her with a questioning look in his eyes.
Deanna sighed and responded frankly, "Medicine has its limitations, and no doctor can guarantee a cure for every ailment. Furthermore, he is barely clinging to life now, so I cannot promise you anything, only that I will do my best. You can decide if you want me to treat him or not."
Xavier weighed his options silently.
Deanna was a frequent visitor here, and Ava had dealt with her many times before.
Miss Jones was composed, and the medicinal herbs she researched were indeed effective. Old Hughes highly praised her usually.
With the current urgent situation, not knowing the extent of her medical skills, they could only try their luck.
She pulled Xavier's sleeve and said, "Xavier, why don't we let Miss Jones give it a try? If she can cure him, that's great. If not, we can take Mr. Mercer to the hospital."
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