Seeing the Butler Lu nearby, he asked quietly, "Can you lend a hand?"
Butler Lu looked at Acheng, "Glad to assist Mr. Acheng."
Acheng said, "Help me answer the phone."
Butler Lu glanced over, realizing Acheng's hands were indeed inconvenient, retrieved the phone from Acheng's pocket, connected the call, and placed it by Acheng's ear.
Acheng said, "Master."
Ji Bo asked, "Have your wrists been put back?"
Acheng panicked upon hearing this, quickly speaking, "It's been less than two hours, how could Acheng dare to do it? Butler Lu helped me answer the call."
Ji Bo heard this and commanded, "Do it now."
Acheng looked at his wrists, both were dislocated and couldn't be adjusted by himself.
"Butler Lu, can you do it?"
Butler Lu held one of Acheng's arms and helped him put it back in place.
Acheng moved his arm and pressed his other arm, hearing a cracking sound as it was set.
He picked up the phone, "Sir, it's done."
