"Find me Healer Davis," Jake told one of the medi-witches, who would know that he meant his cousin Tracey. She knew best of potions in this situation, and Jake felt that regardless of the bezoar begin administered Regulus was not out of the clear.
The reaction of the bezoar was not uncommon, and Jake had been prepared. He set in motion finalizing the detection spells to keep Regulus stabilized.
"Where was this man found?" Jake asked the one man who had brought Regulus in. "What do you know?"
Twenty minutes, when Regulus came to again Jake was still there as different Healers and medi-witches came in and out of the room. The detection spells were still giving off readings that told Jake that the bezoar had worked enough to save his patient's life - but if an antidote wasn't administered, the man might not live through the night.
"No. Mr. Black, the bezoar has only slowed down the effects of the potion you've taken. I've called in a specialist to determine what further we can do. In the meantime, are you strong enough to answer some questions?"