A hand peeled off the ointment, "Look at this... look at this... what is this?"
Blackie was dumbfounded. The previously horrifyingly deformed knee looked much more pleasing, and the once black and blue skin had returned to a color similar to the surrounding skin.
Especially the swollen knee, which now looked very normal and had shrunk significantly.
"Is it really healed?"
The reporter with gold-rimmed glasses exclaimed.
"Is it really this miraculous?"
"Miraculous, you say? There's even more miraculous stuff in West City!"
"My grandfather used to say that the medicine in West City was much better in the past. Back then, even the cough suppressant pills you casually picked up on the street worked instantly, unlike today where there's no successors."
