Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 97

“But… why are we going to Viscount Raven’s house when he’s already been declared dead? His family must be busy with the funeral right about now… shouldn’t we be prioritizing other patients instead?”

I asked this while riding in the carriage with Ian and Count Perman, heading toward the Raven estate. Truthfully, when I first heard after Viscount Raven’s death that Count Perman and I were to visit the Raven household, I couldn’t help but tilt my head in confusion.

Naturally, during an epidemic, it’s common to examine deceased bodies to determine the cause—but once the funeral has already begun, inspecting the corpse becomes difficult, so physicians typically shift focus to treating living patients.

Several days had already passed since hearing of his death, so the funeral was likely underway. I worried that visiting the grieving family might only cause them further pain.

Count Perman smiled contentedly at my question. At first, his expression seemed proud, as if his student had asked an insightful question—but then he quickly glanced at Ian and erased the smile from his face. Nevertheless, he didn’t forget to answer my question.

“We need to verify with the family what kind of lifestyle the patient maintained.”

“I see. Indeed, the first patient certainly warrants closer examination.”

A smile reappeared on Count Perman’s face. He then asked me how I’d managed to become so knowledgeable about medicinal herbs.

Unable to tell him I’d once worked as an apothecary and awakened in another’s body, I simply replied that I’d always paid close attention to details and had a longstanding interest in herbs.

My conversation with Count Perman turned out to be quite enjoyable. At first, he kept glancing nervously at Ian, but after a while, he became thoroughly absorbed in discussing herbs and patients with me, forgetting his earlier hesitation.

Perhaps it was due to the preconceived notion I’d formed from what Grandfather had once told me—I’d assumed he was a lazy sort who wished to quit his post as Imperial Healer at the capital, despite possessing exceptional talent.

Yet, contrary to my expectations, he seemed genuinely passionate about healing. Apparently, becoming a renowned Imperial Healer wasn’t something just anyone could achieve.

“Come to think of it, I once treated a patient who couldn’t wake from sleep.”

“Really? Then that person might have been the very first case. How is that patient doing now?”

He asked me eagerly, his excitement evident.

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