The man with a scar

"I want Guragan antidote, do you have it?"

His left eyebrow rises a little.

"I do have that, but what do I get?"

"You could discuss that with the village chief. I need to antidote."

Their eyes met with each other, Egul was cold, and his arm needed to be healed as fast as possible. The doctor was not about to waste his time taking.

"OK.. come in."

The man inside lit the oil lamp he had with him and placed it close to his bag. Egul excuses himself internally. The inside of the man's room does not resemble a doctor's room. It looks like a typical village room, with only a bed and a few chairs.

"I'm a wandering doctor, treating people in the countryside. So there may not be a good setup for me, but my skills are more than adequate."

The doc rummaged through his bad hand searching for the right vial.

"Is it this one?.... maybe not...."