Mixture from the Transmigrator

Just in the morning, I was Anna Leonova, a leading cosmetologist at an elite clinic. And in the evening, I found myself in the body of Annabelle Lion, an unfortunate healer, in a world inhabited by real magicians. And extremely unlucky: I was supposed to heal a general's relative, and the treatment involved local herbs and roots. If I fail — I'll end up in a dungeon. But my heart is already pounding wildly with fear at the sight of the stately general. Or is it not fear?..