"Dr. Quinn, how did it go?" Jaden asked on Xena's behalf as he sensed her tension.

Brandon's scowl deepened, and he scoffed. "Did you really call me all the way here for this? He's fine. He'll be up and about in a few days."

The renowned doctor was clearly annoyed at being summoned for what he considered a trivial matter. After all, Curtis only had some blocked circulation—nothing that required a master healer. Any decent hospital or regular traditional medical practitioner could have handled it.

"He's... cured?" Xena stood frozen in disbelief while Jaden rushed to see Brandon off.

When Jaden returned, he saw Xena still standing at the same spot. He urged, "You should go check on Mr. Summers Senior!"

They went inside the room together. Although neither were doctors, they were impressive martial artists and could roughly assess someone's physical condition.

Since Xena visited Curtis daily, she immediately noticed the dramatic difference. His complexion was rosy, and his breathi