Accepting the truth

However, as Ingrid observed the healer's expression and witnessed him repeatedly activating his gift, a growing sense of nervousness consumed her. His perplexed face seemed to stretch further by the moment, intensifying her pounding heart and causing an ominous sensation to ripple throughout her entire body. An air of anticipation hung in the air as she anxiously awaited his response.

The man's gaze shifted upward, locking with Ingrid's as he sought to convey his message. After a brief moment of eye contact, he averted his eyes downward, shaking his head in a disheartened manner. A sigh, tinged with a sense of resignation, escaped his lips. "You see, my gift is limited to repairing and scanning internal organs. So, unless the person requires such intervention, there is little I can do," he explained.