The moment Yan Feifan touched it, he could feel the signs of healed fractures running through the first phalanx of the man's thumb, as well as the first and second phalanges of his index, middle, and ring fingers.
Moreover, several of the finger joints also showed signs of severe trauma.
Injuries like these couldn't have come from a single, severe impact. It was more like the result of some kind of punishment or torture.
Someone had used a tool to break his finger bones, again and again.
Yan Feifan felt a chill just thinking about the ordeal.
Cui Bo snatched his right hand back and shoved it into his pocket. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "I don't want to relive the past, not one bit, so cut the crap and stop prying."
"I'm just asking you, can it be fixed or not?"
Just then, He Pengfei chided him, "Cui Bo, what did I tell you about your tone? Watch your attitude."
