It's free. This is the magical equivalent of a band-aid. Don't get too excited.

[He lightly touches Ianchus's arm again, and the wound in his stomach begins to knit itself back together just like the first one. Harlan's analogy is accurate, though. Aside from the lack of necrotic tissue, the injury doesn't look much better when he pulls away.]

That's as much as I can do for you. Are you ready to head to the clinic?