Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 715

As the old saying goes, "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone," and while you haven't broken anything, your muscle sprain is still going to need some time to fully recover. On the surface, the swelling might be down, but the muscles and fascia underneath are still on the mend. Only time can heal that."

Owen Reynolds paused for a moment, considering his options. "Do you think seeing a physical therapist could help?"

"If you have the means, of course. But it's more supplementary. Rest is the most vital part."

After leaving the hospital, Owen suddenly spoke up, "Let's go somewhere."

Roseanne looked puzzled. "Where?"

Twenty minutes later, they parked on the side of the road.

Owen led her across the street, down a narrow alleyway.

After a few twists and turns, they stopped in front of a quaint little herbal clinic.

"Vitalis Remedies?" Roseanne read the sign made of some dark, polished wood hanging above the door.

Owen walked in like he owned the place. "Mr. Carter?"

There was no response.

He called out again, "Mr. Carter, are you here?"

"Coming, coming-"

A curtain at the back of the shop was pulled aside, and out came an elderly man with a full head of white hair and a long beard. He was dressed in a cozy cardigan with an apron tied around his waist, looking every bit like a wise old sage from a fairy tale.

"You rascal! How long has it been since you came to visit me? I could hear your racket all the way from the back where I was mixing herbs! Oh, you didn't come alone today, did you? You brought a young lady with you!"

eyes

the two

Hospital. Unable to sit idle, he opened this herbal clinic in a quiet

days a week, and

two in the afternoon, so the clinic was quiet. But if you came in the morning, the alley

be bothering

taken aback. "How did you know it

He would never come to me willingly. Let me tell

"Really?"

rascal runs for the hills

pick up a

come here on his

accord."

are you really afraid of

"...Ahem!"

said

help but

the awkward moment,

her ankle a week ago The swelling's gone down, but

tender when pressed. Couet

take a look?"

you

Carter nodded, pointing to a wooden chair. "Come, sit down, prop your

me have

sat, rolling up

Carter pressed on a few spots, asking, "Does this