Tilly Flower spoke indifferently, "It broke accidentally."
The old expert was perplexed, "Broke accidentally? What does that even mean?"
Sophia Phoenix came over and placed a hand on Tilly Flower's shoulder, speaking to the doctor, "Please set her bones."
Setting the bones didn't require much effort, as the old expert was highly skilled. He quickly realigned Tilly's two dislocated fingers.
Tilly didn't cry out in pain, only a mere furrowing of her brows indicating her endurance. In terms of tolerating pain, she was even stronger than a man.
After treating the wound for a while longer, the doctor prescribed some anti-inflammatory and pain relief medications and then sent them on their way.
Dawn had broken; the once tranquil city gradually bustled with noise and activity.
Leaning against the seat, Tilly turned her head to gaze out of the window at the clear morning light and shadows, her expression weary and cold with a hint of faint fatigue.
