Bab 529: Can't Help but Admire Miss Shannon's Brilliant Move!

In the rest lounge, Tristan carefully placed Cynthia on the sofa, his gaze fixed on her foot, and his brows furrowing tighter.

Due to the dislocation, Cynthia's foot was twisted, presenting a contorted posture. Cynthia lightly tugged at the hem of Tristan's clothes, "Do me a favor."

"Tell me," Tristan said.

"Help me find two sturdy sticks," Cynthia said.

Tristan looked at her with some confusion.

Under his gaze, Cynthia had already bent her knee, presenting her ankle to him. She took a deep breath, reaching out to grasp her ankle.

When Sean and Jimbo entered, they distinctly heard a series of 'clicking' sounds. Watching Cynthia reset her own bones, Jimbo couldn't help but sincerely marvel, "Holy shit! Fucking awesome!"

Sean subtly nudged him with his elbow, deliberately lowering his voice, "Language!"

Jimbo felt a twinge in his chest, and the pain made him inhale a breath of cold air, glaring at Sean with dissatisfaction.

This guy, he must have some personal grudge.