Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 354 - 236_2

The middle-aged man quickly stopped him:

"Xiao Bei, don’t be impulsive!"

He was seriously injured, his voice weak, yet he still managed to remain quite calm.

Fang Cheng calmly crouched down, gently held the man’s calf with both hands, removed his sock, and carefully inspected it.

Judging by the extent of the bone misplacement, the injury must have been exacerbated by some intense activity or battle afterward.

If not handled properly and promptly, the ensuing pain could increase manifold, potentially even leaving a lifelong disability.

This also indirectly shows how extraordinarily strong and resilient the man’s physique is, far beyond typical human capacity.

After a simple examination, under the slightly anxious gaze of both men, Fang Cheng looked up and gently said:

"Officer, I know some bone-setting techniques that can help ease your pain. Try to relax your body and don’t be nervous."

After giving some advice, he flexed and relaxed his hands in the air a few times before touching the ankle, as if warming up his fingers to find the best force state.

Then, he firmly grasped the upper and lower parts of the ankle, his thumbs precisely pressing on the most swollen area, feeling the misalignment of the bones.

His other fingers, like nimble tentacles, gently kneaded the calf, both further confirming the injury and calming the patient’s emotions.

Before the other could react, he suddenly exerted force, twisting and pushing deftly with his hands.

A crisp sound of "crack" echoed especially loudly in the quiet elevator compartment.

The middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, a flash of pain crossing his face, but soon his frown eased slightly.

Fang Cheng stood up, patted his hands, and softly said:

"Alright, you can try walking a couple of steps with your right foot."

With a bit of skepticism, the middle-aged man slowly placed his right foot down, lightly touching the ground with his toes, and attempted to take the first step.

Expecting to feel a sharp, piercing pain, he was amazed when his right foot landed steadily, with no pain at the ankle, as if he had never been injured.

Instinctively, he stepped forward again, his gait becoming more stable, his leg muscles cooperating smoothly, still without any discomfort.

Then he simply paced around in the elevator.

The young man beside him widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The hands that had been tightly gripping his clothes slowly loosened as he murmured to himself:

"How is this possible..."

The middle-aged man took a few more steps, then stopped, looking at Fang Cheng with shock in his eyes:

"Brother, your medical skills are simply fantastic!"

"When I first got injured, it hurt like hell, and I thought it wouldn’t heal for a while. Yet, after what you did, now it doesn’t hurt at all, as if it’s completely healed. Who exactly are you?"

His words overflowed with excitement, and he couldn’t help but inquire about Fang Cheng’s true identity.

With a faint smile on his face, Fang Cheng humbly responded:

"Officer, you’re flattering me. I merely know some bone-setting techniques. Since we met again, it’s good to help out."

He paused slightly, then continued with instructions like a professional doctor:

"This fracture has only been temporarily stabilized. You need to pay attention to post-treatment care,

"When you get back, it’s best to have a doctor put on a splint to properly fix it. Try to move as little as possible these days, keep your foot elevated to ensure normal bone healing, which also helps reduce swelling..."

At this point, the elevator had arrived at the floor where their rooms were, and the doors opened again.

The middle-aged man still looked at Fang Cheng gratefully, his lips moving as if unsure what to say.

Finally, he nodded heavily and thanked him.

Then, with the young man’s careful support, he left the elevator.

The elevator doors closed again, shutting off their view of each other.

Fang Cheng pressed the floor button again, his eyes flickering as he stared at the panel in front of him.

[You performed the bone-setting skill, first time achieving "Temporary Solidification" effect, gaining 20 experience points]

[Bone Setting Level 1 (25/100)]

Seeing the notification of increased skill experience, he smiled slightly and nodded to himself.

Then, crossing his arms, he leaned against the elevator’s inner wall, slightly tilting his head, his thoughts drifting.

Just a minor episode.

Though he didn’t know what kind of monster that middle-aged man might be, or if he had committed any crimes.

Nor did he know what enemies they encountered or what secrets they hid while wandering out late at night.

But what did that have to do with him?

This time helping out was partly out of itching to practice his skill.

And also because they previously had pleasant exchanges, and Fang Cheng found the middle-aged man agreeable.

Fang Cheng checked the time; it was already 2:58 AM.

In another two hours, it would be time for his morning exercise.

This wasn’t too early or too late, making it quite awkward.

Fang Cheng thought for a moment, then yawned before stepping out of the elevator, heading toward his hotel room.

He decided to take a short nap, to be refreshed for the start of the new day.

..................

The breeze blew gently, with a slight chill, brushing strands of hair across his forehead.

A thin mist enveloped the trees by the lake, shadowy and indistinct.

Figures weaved among them, the sound of breathing mingling with footsteps and birdsong.

Fang Cheng, dressed in a neat blue tracksuit, was running along the lakeside track with agility.

His legs swiftly alternated strides, his steps light and springy.

Wherever he passed, a brisk wind followed, causing the leaves and branches beside the path to sway slightly.

After completing high-intensity training, a cross-country run of a dozen kilometers or so proved quite effective.

Perfectly combining anaerobic and aerobic exercise, the healthiest and scientifically sound fitness approach.

Especially after anaerobic strength training like push-ups and pull-ups, muscles would feel fatigued and sore from lactic acid build-up and micro-damage.

And aerobic exercise like running could promote blood circulation, accelerating the discharge of metabolic products.

Thus alleviating muscle tension, reducing fatigue, and allowing the body to recover more quickly from workouts.

Reflected on the panel, running for about half an hour already earned him 9 experience points.

The morning sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, spilling onto the tree-lined path like golden threads swaying in the wind.

"The weather’s pretty good today..."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself while squinting, then stopped his steps.

Checking his watch, it was nearly 7:30, and he decided it was time to head back.

He had agreed to meet Lin Chuqiao later, for the two of them to send Wen Xin to her new school, and he couldn’t be late.

Glancing around, Fang Cheng realized he had unknowingly run back to the foot of Mist Mountain.

At the moment, it was quiet on this path, with no sign of other morning exercisers or the fisherman from before.

Instinctively, he raised his head, gazing toward the smoke-shrouded forest.

His gaze penetrated through the layers of leaves and mist, vaguely seeing figures flitting in the woods.

Those people seemed to notice his gaze, several pairs of eyes meeting across the distance.

In just an instant, Fang Cheng casually averted his eyes, his steps uninterrupted.

Yet his heart inexplicably quickened.

Apparently, those people were still searching for something in the mountain.

Perhaps, last night, that middle-aged man encountered danger and fought here.

Fang Cheng suppressed his doubts, not thinking too much, and hastened his pace to hurry back.

Returning to Yuehu Hotel, it was nearly 8 AM.

Upon stepping into the lobby, he immediately saw a familiar figure.

Li Dingjian was sitting on a sofa in the lounge area, crossing his legs, holding a newspaper, with a cup of coffee before him.

However, the newspaper was held a bit tilted, clearly his mind wasn’t on reading, his eyes half-closed, and he kept yawning, exuding a lazy fatigue.

Fang Cheng approached, softly calling out: "Uncle."

Li Dingjian flinched, nearly dropping the newspaper.

Upon seeing Fang Cheng, he relaxed, and smiled:

"Oh, Fang Cheng."

Fang Cheng nodded, glancing at the empty coffee cup and his uncle’s bloodshot eyes.

He couldn’t help but ask with a slight frown:

"Uncle, have you been out all night? Didn’t get any sleep?"