"Physician Dorothy," Mary urged, seeing her staring at the paper in her hand without saying anything. She had insisted questioning Dorothy so late to catch her off guard.
"Although this is not my handwriting, yes, it is the prescription I wrote," Dorothy replied, responding to Mary's prompt. Her gaze was steady; after all, she had no intention of harming the queen.
Although she had never been pleased with taking care of the queen, she would never dare harm her so openly.
"Then, Physician Dorothy, why did you add the Yellow Life Herb?" Physician Nathan asked, his gaze sincere. He did not ask her why she harm the queen, just her reasons for adding the extra herb.
"What do you mean add the Yellow Life Herb? This is the prescription you gave me. Are you saying you don't recognize it?" Dorothy asked, clearly confused. He had given her the prescription and explained it to her himself. Why was he now acting as if he hadn't?
