"Oh, they were sold out when I got there. I'll make some for you when I get home."
"Oh."
"Tiffany."
Looking at her aunt sitting next to her, who was kind and gentle, Tiffany asked, "What's wrong, Aunt Isla?"
"I discussed it with your primary doctor. Your condition is quite severe, and even if you can walk in the future, you may still limp."
Hearing this, Tiffany obviously panicked, asking: "What should I do? Aunt Isla, I don't want to be a cripple. Aunt Isla, you know many doctors, please find a doctor to save my leg!"
Isla Mamet gently held her niece's hand, saying: "Don't worry, I've found a doctor for you and told him about your condition. After seeing your medical records, he said he's completely confident that he can restore you to normal."
"That's great, Aunt. Please, bring him here."
"But he's in France."
"France?"
