In my world, I was a brilliant surgeon. Now I’m Ilya Razumovsky, an unknown healer-adept with no money and minimal magic in my body, dumped into an alternative Russian Empire where healers work wonders “with the Spark.” My only trump card is the knowledge from my previous life and the strange gift of “Sonar.”
And, of course, a talking chipmunk familiar with a dreadful temper—who, for some reason, decided that I’m his chosen one.
Let it be that I work for the “ambulance” with a partner who drinks, and I know what distrust and colleagues’ intrigues are like. But a second chance isn’t given to everyone, and I intend to use it to the fullest! After all, a real healer is a calling—not a rank in the Healers’ Guild.