As they stepped into the clinic, the strong scent of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air.
Vincent Hawthorne gently placed Faye Vaughn on a chair. "Sit here and wait. The doctor will be here in a moment."
He went to get Faye Vaughn a cup of water.
An old traditional Chinese medicine doctor walked over, his voice booming with laughter. "Hawthorne, you've finally figured it out, have you?"
Vincent Hawthorne gestured for the old doctor to stop talking nonsense.
He often sprained himself playing sports and had visited this clinic many times, so he and the old doctor were well-acquainted.
"Young lady, sprained your ankle?"
The old doctor sat down, examined Faye Vaughn's ankle, and said with approval, "The first aid was done very well. It's nothing serious. I'll set the bone and apply some medicine. I guarantee you'll be walking normally in a couple of days."
The moment Faye Vaughn heard the two words "bone-setting," she could already feel the pain.
