Chapter: 564

Gil, anticipating Norah's arrival, had a pot of coffee waiting. His voice carried through the doorway. “Come right in. No need to knock."

Right after Norah settled down, Gil wasted no time in commending Norah. "The news has spread from Otland about your visit to the royals. Your efforts are receiving global applause."

Gil, an avid follower of medical breakthroughs, had been tracking Norah's movements ever since the "Supernatural Doctor" moniker surfaced in Otland. His observations had been meticulous.

"It's heartening to see you've started consulting again. Your work has solidified your stature as the acclaimed Supernatural Doctor,"

Gil observed with a nod.

Known as the Supernatural Doctor, Norah had tackled myriad formidable diseases, cementing her legacy in modern medicine.

Gil suggested, "I may not be able to guide you in healing, but consider sharing your findings in our journal. It could amplify your impact, yes?"

Norah detected genuine care in his suggestion. "Your thoughtfulness is appreciated, Gil. I've actually brought you something from Otland."

Norah laid out the medicines from her bag, detailing the purpose and application of each.

Traditionally reserved for her personal use due to their scarcity, these concoctions were a rarity for Gil.

The visit to Otland had been particularly fruitful, prompting Norah to share her medicinal creations with Gil.

Gil's expression mirrored his astonishment upon recognizing the medicines. "This isn't Rejuvenation Powder, is it? Such a costly item!

Did you make this?"

The Rejuvenation Powder was somewhat obscure in Cesland. Gil had chanced upon it in news from abroad and once mused it bore resemblance to a formula from his homeland, not realizing it was crafted by Norah.

“And this one is the Body-nourishing Pill, right? It's reputed for its potency!" A look of amazement crossed Gil's features. “Your expertise in pharmacology is quite the revelation!"

Gil scooped up the bottles, elation bubbling within. “I'm grateful, Norah, for these treasures! I'll cherish them."

Clasping the bottles close, his joy was evident as if he had stumbled upon a cache of gems. "Your generosity overwhelms me, Norah.

Such remarkable gifts you've brought upon your return," he said, gratitude lacing his tone.

Norah offered a modest smile, acknowledging his praise. “You've been my mentor, It's only fitting that I share my work with you," she responded, the respect in her gaze genuine.

Back when Norah was cutting her teeth as an intern at Silver Boulder Private Hospital, Gil stood as a pillar of support and guidance. She fondly recalled the compassion he extended to her, particularly during the solitude of those early days. He often welcomed her into his family circle, sharing festive meals and offering a sense of belonging.

She recalled Gil's wife and asked, "How's your wife doing lately? Did the tour group outing bring her joy?"

Gil shared that his wife, finding herself with ample time, had immersed herself in dance and companionship, thriving among her peers.

It dawned on Norah that years had slipped by since her last visit.

Gil hinted at a reunion. "I've yet to tell her you're here. Why not drop by when you have a moment? She often recalls the old days and misses your company."