"I... I really don't know..."
Yvonne stuck out her tongue.
Sean did not waste time as he looked at Yvonne's father's left arm and said, "Hold out your arm to me. I'm a doctor. Maybe I can treat it."
"Really?"
Yvonne's father was surprised, but he then showed a sad expression.
So what if the person in front of him was capable of treating his injury?
He did not have money to afford the medical bills!
Seemingly sensing Yvonne's father's frustration, Sean smiled and said, "Don't worry. I won't charge you. I treat people as a hobby."
'A hobby?
'Is such a hobby exists?'
With question marks filling his head, Yvonne's father extended his arm and placed it before Sean.
Sean pulled up the sleeve of Yvonne's father's shirt and frowned.
Yvonne's father's arm was broken by a rock in the coal mine, not by a sword, so his wounds were complicated. It looked like ripped cotton fiber.
A wound like that was difficult to treat.
On top of that, Yvonne's father's broken arm had begun to fester because of the delay.
At this rate, other more serious complications that could kill Yvonne's father would happen.
If he had met Sean sooner, he could have cured him easily.
However, there was no choice but to amputate it now.
"Is it treatable? Comm... Commander Lennon?"
Yvonne asked worriedly.
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