As the nurse approached Maddison, she murmured in affirmation and took hold of the indicated wrist. Maddison fidgeted restlessly, her anxiety growing as she waited for the verdict. Surely, it couldn't take this long to confirm that it was just a sprain?
However, the nurse's next words shattered Maddison's hopes. "Hmm, not good. Not good," she mused, making a disapproving clicking sound with her tongue before letting go of Maddison's hand and walking away for a moment.
Maddison's nerves were on edge as she watched the older woman return with a bottle of Skelgrow potion. Her heart sank as the nurse announced that it was more than a sprain; it was a small fracture.
The nurse poured some of the potion into a glass and offered it to Maddison with a consoling tone. "Drink up, dear. It will heal soon."
Maddison groaned inwardly as she took the glass, bracing herself for the unpleasant taste of the potion. Despite the grimace on her face, she downed it in one gulp, hoping that the nurse was right and that she would soon be on the road to recovery.