Narin continued, her expression as if she were a saint saving people from the devil.
"Now that everyone knows you have anti-toxin pills, they'll all come flocking to you. The village clinic won't matter anymore. They'll trust you instead."
Ah! Finally, Gara understood the motive behind the slander. He'd been piecing it together, and now the picture was clear.
Narin wasn't finished. "Everyone knows the chief paid a fortune for Rima's treatment, ten yellow coins! That's more expensive than a house in this village!"
The villagers broke into a wave of murmurs, their voices hushed but urgent. Money was always a sore topic. Especially now, when most of them barely had any income at all.
The villagers couldn't help but put some weight on Narin's words. After all, when their families were poisoned, the first healer who came to mind wasn't the clinic's. It was Gara.
And if Gara had demanded a high fee for treatment afterward, they would've had no choice but to pay.
