The unfamiliar sound of coughing startled Wen Shu.
She quickly pushed Luo Fei away, pulling him behind her and wiping her lips as she looked at the newcomer.
It was a well-dressed young male, holding a Totem, blinking his doe-like eyes with a doubtful expression as he looked at them.
"Excuse me, can you really heal broken bones?"
"Of course."
Having a customer on the first day of opening, Wen Shu felt she had never been this lucky.
Additionally, judging by his attire and appearance, it was clear he was of noble birth. If she healed him, wouldn't he help spread the word?
She cleared her throat and unceremoniously instructed Luo Fei, "Go brew a bowl of potion for the guest to try."
Luo Fei still appeared swollen, clutching her hand and refusing to let go.
With her wrist tightly held, Wen Shu turned her head to see his eyes red-rimmed, full of unsatisfied grievances, dropping her gaze slightly.
"You..."
