Diagnosis of Debt: Healer's 700,000 Shakedown

Summary

After my physical examination, I'm about to leave the pack infirmary located in my cousin's territory when a heavily made-up healer suddenly grabs my arm.

She hisses, "Stop right there! You think you can break something in the infirmary and just run away? No way!"

I look at her unfamiliar face and blink, feeling utterly confused. "What did I break?"

She points to the crystal potion bottles on the shelves and wrinkles her nose exaggeratedly.

"You reek, and your stench has contaminated all the potions, making them unusable!