"Mr. Larkspur, it's been a while. Why are you so mad? Maybe I can make you some tea to calm your nerves."

Brooke, Dustin, and Harper walked down the stairs, noting the chaos in the medical center. Brooke's brow furrowed, but he quickly composed himself.

"Hey, Dr. Busch, I see you've decided to show up. I thought you were turning into a chicken," Ziggy smirked, crossing his legs.

"I don't think I did anything to offend you. It isn't the best way to handle things by causing a scene," Brooke calmly replied.

"I'm here to get medical treatment. Are you saying I'm not welcome as a patient here at Harmony Healers?" Ziggy provoked.

"If you're here for treatment, I would be delighted to have you. But I'm afraid, Mr. Larkspur, you are not just here for the treatment," Brooke replied.

"Enough of this; let's talk about my treatment now." Ziggy was unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a festering wound on his abdomen.

He pointed at the wound. "Dr. Busch, you promised me your golden salve would h