From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 200

Given the glimpse of hope that his illness might be cured, Kendrick seemed more spirited than he had the day before.

He was bossing the servants around again—asking for snacks, demanding his tea.

Corrin brought in a wooden box and said to the young healer, “Anthea, this is the acupuncture kit you asked for yesterday. Please, check if everything meets your requirements.”

Anthea set down her cup and opened the box to take a look. “The tools are all here; this will do just fine.”

“Dad, is this the healer you said could heal you?” Damian’s voice suddenly filled the room.

Damian had expected a figure of great renown, a veritable miracle worker.

Instead, he saw a mere teenager...

What kind of joke was this? A kid—what could they possibly know about medicine?

Rebecca was the successor to a great healer at least.

His father must be losing his senses! Dismissing a real healer for the trust in a child.

“Show some respect!” Kendrick's voice was stern. “Apologize to the healer right now.”

Damian thought his father was the one who was truly ill.

To be asked to apologize to a child—it was inconceivable!

“Dad, are you sure this kid can cure you? If something goes wrong, who will be held accountable?” Compared to a seasoned healer, Damian naturally wanted to believe in experience over youth.

This child—what was she?

“Silence!” Kendrick interrupted, then turned to Anthea with an apologetic smile. “Please don't mind the nonsense of that rascal. I chose to believe in you, and I will trust you completely! I’ve prepared a waiver already; every procedure has its risks, and should any issues arise during the acupuncture, it won't be on you.”

What does a doctor need most? Trust.

Kendrick didn’t want Anthea to feel pressured. Besides, with his advancing age, he had preemptively drafted a waiver.

“You’re being foolish, Dad!” Damian was livid.