“Okay!”
Then, Abner used the ointment with Thomas’ help.
One had to admit that the effects of the ancestral ointment from Octopole was magical. His leg injury that initially could not be cured was recovering at a visible speed!
“Your injury is recovering. Mr. Porter, if you continue to apply it, you’ll be able to walk freely again in less than a week.”
Abner cried with joy. It was wonderful to get back what he had lost. Plus, he got back what he lost twice.
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