The soldiers started to laugh at Darryl. “Miss Ivy, this guy is trying to impress you.”

“Look at him trying to flatter you. He’s really a slave from birth.”

“Ha-ha-ha! Miss has seen countless physicians for her illness since she was young, but there has never been a cure. You’re just a slave; aren’t you ashamed…”

After hearing everyone’s humiliating remarks, Darryl was both angry and amused. However, he was not bothered by their words. Instead, he looked at Ivy and continued, “Miss Ivy, you don’t have anything to lose by letting me try. What if I succeed?”

Ivy groaned and nodded. “Fine, I’ll let you treat me.”

Although she agreed, her eyes had a hint of contempt. She did not believe that a slave could be proficient in medicine.

Darryl sighed in relief when Ivy agreed and walked over to her. Everyone frowned at the sight.

‘What is he going to do?’

Darryl stretched out his right hand and placed it on Ivy’s wrist to feel her pulse. He studied medicine with Divine Farmer and chec