บท 25: A miracle
People started to crowd around the area, whispers running rampant, and soon the street was packed.
The young man was afraid the Healer would forget about him with all of these people, but right after she finished her setup, she turned back towards him, beckoning him over as she sat down on a wooden stool.
He happily trotted over to only other stool placed on the other side of the stall, opposite hers.
"Everyone quiet."
The whole crowd that had just been loud with clamor instantly went silent, even a pin drop can be heard.
He quickly handed over a 100 yuan bill.
That was the price of the Healer's services.
No matter rich or poor, she would only take 100 yuan from them.
No more.
No less.
"What's wrong?" she asked the young man in front of her.
He did not know how to answer for a second.
Everyone was able to see the state he was in, and she asked what was wrong?
A little dumbfounded, he pointed at his missing limb with a silly look on his face.
"Do you want your leg back?"
[Can you?!]
He stood up with frenzy, almost tumbling down from the lack of balance, only to be helped by his parents who had come up behind him unknowingly.
Once again sitting back onto the wooden stool, he asked the girl once again.
"Can you really give me back my leg?"
Without another word, she stood up from her seat, slowly walking to the other side.
He watched her every move quietly as she made her way around to him and bending down in front of him studying his amputated stump.
Taking out a bunch of materials and herbs from seemingly out of nowhere, he along with the crowd gasped in a breath of air.
Her hands moved nimbly around the mysterious items, slowly forming a small round pill, leaving a stinky black powder where the items were originally.
A sweep of her arm and even the last speck of dust disappeared.
She handed the pill over to the young man who was still in a daze, gesturing him to take it.
With his hands trembling, he graciously took the pill from her, unhesitatingly swallowing it before his parents could break out of their stupefaction to stop him.
When his parents finally realized, it was already too late.
They looked worryingly at their only son, before he suddenly started to scream in pain.
"Are you okay?! What's wrong?!"
They looked towards the Healer with tears in their eyes that were now filled with anger.
Before they could demand an answer from her, she calmly pointed her delicate finger at the young man's left limp.
They stood in shock as they witnessed his wounds opening, as the skin, flesh, and bones start to stretch out, slowly forming into the shape they had thought was gone in that surgery, thrown far away as biological waste.
The tears that were brimming in their eyes slowly slid down the sides of their face, as their eyes widened in astonishment.
As the piece of skin closed over the last remaining flesh, the young man finally stopped his anguishing cries.
Out of breath and with his whole body drenched in sweat, he blinked at the liquid weighing down his eyelashes, blurring his vision.
He couldn't move a single finger after that ordeal.
He slowly steadied his breathing, opening his mouth to ask the question that he had been wanting the answer to.
In a cracked voice, he asked, "Is my leg back?"
He wanted to know if he had been healed, but nobody around him said a single word other than those of shocks of disbelief.
He was afraid.
He had pinned all of his hopes onto the Healer.
He wanted someone, anyone, to tell him he can walk again.
That he can walk again.
That he can run again.
That he can finally play soccer again.
He just needed that single word of confirmation.
"Yes"
It sounded like the singing of angels in heaven as his worries flew away with his evaporating sweat.
A single drop dripped down from the corner of his eye.
It was unknown whether it was a tear or not, but the next second, he started to bawl his eyes out, as a big foolish smile formed on his once pale face.
Nobody made fun of his childish laughter nor how he currently looked.
They all felt touched at this miracle, as their own eyes started to overflow with tears.
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