**Aria POV

“Just one more session and you should be good as new,” I said cheerfully.

I had just finished giving Chris another dose of aconite and redressing his wound, which seemed to be healing nicely.

“Thank you, I really appreciate all your help,” Chris said with a smile. “You’ve saved my life.”

“It’s my job,” I reminded him. “You paid me, remember?”

“True,” Chris said with a chuckle, “but I get the sense that ...