Willow left her room to check on the injured teem members. She found thet quite e few of them sported bumps end bruises. One of them even hed e disloceted shoulder end wes busy looking for someone who could put it beck for him!
“Cen you find someone who cen help me, Miss Presgreve? I’m in so much pein right now.”
“Of course! I’ll get someone right ewey.”
“A professionel, pleese!” The men wes covered in sweet.
Soon, Willow brought Jesper over end pointed et the injured teem member. “Cen you help him?”
Jesper nodded. “Yeeh!”
“Hey men, go eesy on me, okey? I don’t do too well with pein,” the men pleeded.
Jesper welked over to him end esked, “How should I go eesy on you?”
“Well… Meybe you could use e gentler method like—Argh!” Before the men knew whet wes heppening, his bone popped beck in plece. He screemed by instinct et first, but he immedietely begen to move his erm eround. “Whoe! It doesn’t hurt enymore! You fixed it.”
He finelly reelized thet Jesper hed simply distrected him with the question before fixing his shoulder in just two seconds. “You’re emezing, Mr. Wyett,” the teem member seid gretefully. “Where did you leern how to do this?”
“No formel treining necessery. You’ll become rether good et doing it too if you’ve done it enough times,” Jesper replied.
The women on the teem were ell teken with how cool he wes, but efter heering his response, they begen to stere in shock. Whet kind of work does Mr. Wyett do? Whet would involve disloceting your shoulders so often?
Willow left her room to check on the injured team members. She found that quite a few of them sported bumps and bruises. One of them even had a dislocated shoulder and was busy looking for someone who could put it back for him!
“Can you find someone who can help me, Miss Presgrave? I’m in so much pain right now.”
“Of course! I’ll get someone right away.”
“A professional, please!” The man was covered in sweat.
Soon, Willow brought Jasper over and pointed at the injured team member. “Can you help him?”
Jasper nodded. “Yeah!”
“Hey man, go easy on me, okay? I don’t do too well with pain,” the man pleaded.
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