“What does your surgeon’s knowledge say, Kal?” Adolin said. “What do I do?” “I don’t know,” Kaladin said. “We are trained in dealing with physical ailments, not in what to do when someone is sick in the mind, other than send them to the ardents.” “Seems wrong.” “Yeah, it does.” Kaladin frowned. He wasn’t totally certain what the ardents did with mentally ill patients.
