With great difficulty, they managed to put his clothes on. By this time, the village's ox cart had already left, so they had to use a handcart from their home to push Tian Yaozu to the town's clinic.
After being examined by the doctor, it was diagnosed that his wrist bones were completely shattered.
Hastily applying bone-setting plaster, they immobilized his hands and prescribed medicines for his recovery.
The Tian family anxiously looked at the doctor and asked, "Will his hands recover?"
"He's still young, so there should be a chance of recovery. However, he won't be able to exert force anymore."
"What about holding a pen?"
"That's unlikely. But who knows? Maybe it's possible. It depends on how well he recovers."
The doctor didn't rule it out, giving the family a glimmer of hope. However, Tian Yaozu's spirit was crushed.
