A few hours later, my ankle was snugly wrapped, I savored a soothing bowl of soup, and indulged in a refreshing nap. I was nestled in the medical hut, tucked away in a cozy room while Oliver diligently prepared herbs in the adjacent space. His remedies worked wonders, easing most of my discomfort. He crafted a supportive brace for my ankle, elevating it to reduce swelling, and applied an anti-inflammatory paste that worked like magic. Honestly, he was quite the capable doctor.