Li Changxing nodded repeatedly. Hu Xiaotian had two men hold his body steady and another grip his upper arm to provide countertraction. With one hand, he grasped Li Changxing's wrist and applied steady traction in the direction of the elbow's deformity. With the heel of his other hand, he pressed the lower end of the humerus backward from the front of the right elbow, while his four fingers pulled the olecranon forward from behind the joint. With a loud cry from Li Changxing, the joint slipped successfully back into place.
Hu Xiaotian then had someone fetch a piece of cloth. He bent Li Changxing's elbow to ninety degrees and suspended it in front of his chest with a triangular sling. After all, Li Changxing was getting on in years, and the swelling around the joint was pronounced after the dislocation. He would need half a month of rest to recover completely. Hu Xiaotian actually had some miraculous medicines, but he had not brought them with him.
Hu Xiaotian had just finished and was preparing to leave when a concerned voice came from outside the door. "Father, your son is late. Are you all right?"
This is bad, Hu Xiaotian thought. The timing really was far too coincidental. Of all the times Li Mingju could have come, he had to arrive now. Although Hu Xiaotian was disguised, Li Mingju had seen this disguise before. At this point, it was already too late to avoid him.
What was more, Li Changxing had already taken the initiative to introduce him. "Mingju, this miracle physician happened to be treating patients in the prison. He has already fixed my arm."
Hu Xiaotian could only steel himself, cup his hands, and salute Li Mingju. "This humble commoner greets Young Master Li!"
The moment Li Mingju saw