Song Yan Ning set the bone straight, took out a medicine pill, and gave it to the little girl, "After you eat this pill, you won't hurt anymore."
The little girl took the pill with her uninjured hand and looked at it, then at Song Yan Ning. Hesitating for a moment, she put it in her mouth.
The other children were watching. They hoped this pretty sister wasn't a bad person, that she could take them out of here and back to their parents.
"Try it now, does it still hurt?" Song Yan Ning looked at the little girl with a warm, gentle smile on her face.
The little girl slowly lifted her hand, moved it slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. Then she moved it again, "It doesn't hurt anymore; it's all better now, thank you, sister!"
Song Yan Ning ruffled the little girl's hair, looked at the other children, and waved them over, "Come here, sister will heal your hands."
