Vincent saw Zefine nervously move her right hand to hold her left arm, but her right hand was too low. She ended up touching her waist as more than half of her left arm was missing.
Zefine looked depressed. She couldn't hold both arms in this stressful and frightful moment in a room with people she had never seen in her life.
"Oh, you do not need to worry about your arm and any future injury-related complications." Vincent looked at Iris and continued, "My beautiful wife, Iris, has a lot of knowledge when it comes to herbs. In fact, she took care of you the most when you were on the brink of death."
"Now that you have a rough idea of what's happening, let me fill you in with what happened, starting from when you cooked for us and ending with how you woke up just now. " Vincent said to let Zefine know and let her rest.