The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel 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 soldier brought the buggy to a screeching halt before turning in shock toward his hip.

He first poked it before smacking it 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 replied nonchalantly. "I simply restored them to their original state."

Hearing that, the soldier dropped to his knees, kowtowing to Frank twice.

"Tim Cox, at your humble service," he said, rubbing his eyes and almost shedding manly tears. "I… I can't repay you enough…"

"That's enough. It's really nothing—you don't have to be that serious."

Frank was actually surprised that such devoted gratitude would come from assistance given as an afterthought and felt embarrassed just then.