Chapter 1856

"Hehe..."

Winter hid a smile behind her hand, not at all surprised. "Like I said, Frank is the best healer in Draconia right now. There's nothing he can't diagnose."

"Mr. Lawrence... you have such profound insight," the soldier who was driving said vaguely, as if not keen to be reminded of his hip injury.

"Steady. Just don't move," Frank said and poked the soldier's hip, infusing him with a strand of pure vigor.

The soldier immediately felt as if he was bathing in hot water, relaxing his hip-a feeling that he had not had for years.

Frank soon withdrew his finger and patted that spot. "There. Done."

"Wait, what?"

The soldier almost winced by instinct, because his hip hurt terribly whenever it was touched.

But now, Frank was basically smacking it... and he was perfectly fine and did not feel any discomfort at all!

"My hip..."

the buggy to a screeching halt before

as he exclaimed, "H-How did you do it? I've visited so many hospitals and taken so much medicine, but nothing worked! Why-" "The blunt trauma you suffered left your meridians misshapen," Frank

the soldier dropped to his knees,

at your humble service," he said, rubbing his eyes and

don't have to be

would come from assistance given as an afterthought and felt embarrassed just then. "Eric Holt, at your

I must believe your sister

with a troubled look. "Maybe, if it's you... You could help the governor

"What was that?"

certainly hear Eric

"What?"

up and quickly threw his hands up while flashing an apologetic smile. "Oh! It's nothing. We should keep going-" "What

smacking the handrail of the buggy as he snapped, "What's happening to my

guilty, Eric turned toward Frank to find him glaring at him, clearly

"Oh, alright!"

fooling Frank, Eric cursed his fat

and made sure no

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