The next day, the Elder Healer approached me with a baffled expression on her face, carrying the cute little hatchling in her hand. She asked curiously, "Ari, did you do something to this hatchling last night—his condition became stable right after you visited him while I was brewing the herbs for him?" "Nothing, I just patted his head a little, but I promise I washed my hands before doing so and did not use my gloves, then I left the room to go to sleep early," I nervously answered. "Oh, really?" she gasped, excited upon hearing that my condition didn't get triggered when touching the hatchling, and she asked, "You touched this hatchling with your bare hands, and you didn't get ill afterwards?" "Yes, Grandma Lony, I didn't—I slept well after," I replied. She then asked, "Would you like to try holding him for a while—I want to check if your condition is stable when holding a male hatchling?" I nodded and took the hatchling from her hand. She observed me as I held the sleeping ha
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