The elevator door slowly closed, and with a "buzz" sound, it began to move upward.
Fang Cheng turned slightly sideways, calmly distanced himself from the two uninvited guests, and glanced back and forth at them.
The two men supported each other and staggered.
One of them was thin and looked to be at least sixteen or seventeen years old, but the fierceness on his face did not match his youthful appearance.
He bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes widened, full of vigilance and hostility. As soon as he came in and stood firm, he glared at Fang Cheng, as if to warn him not to meddle in his own business.
Then, the young man turned his attention back to the middle-aged man beside him, supported him with both hands, and kept asking in a low voice:
"Uncle, how are you? Hold on!"
"We'll be in the room soon. You'll be fine after taking the medicine..."
His voice had the characteristic hoarseness of adolescence, and was trembling slightly with anxiety.
The middle-aged man called "Uncle" is not tall, but extremely strong, and his stocky body seems to contain some kind of wild power.
At this moment, his already darkened face became even darker due to excessive blood loss, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.
"I'm fine..."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shook his head.
However, his lips turned white and his steps were sloppy. He only managed to stand firm with the support of the young man.
The elevator ran smoothly, and a faint smell of blood filled the car.
In the silence, the only sound left was the heavy breathing of the middle-aged man, which seemed extremely clear.
Huchi, wheeze.
Every breath was like pulling on an old bellows, stagnant and laborious.
It seems that the voice Master is enduring some kind of pain that is unbearable for ordinary people.
This makes the air in the small elevator space feel a little solemn.
Even the lights on the top of the car seemed to be affected by the depressing atmosphere and flickered a few times.
Fang Cheng turned a deaf ear and stood silently, waiting for the elevator to arrive at the floor.
Suddenly my heart skipped a beat and I suddenly felt something.
Then he turned his attention to the middle-aged man.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was as if there was an invisible force surging inside his body, trying to break through some restraint.
Then, a strange and horrifying scene happened.
The middle-aged man's facial features were drastically distorted, and a layer of black hair slowly grew on his face, standing straight up.
His eyes instantly glowed with a faint green light, looking extremely strange, as if he was possessed by some evil force.
The originally neat teeth also became sharp and slender, with two canine teeth sticking out of the corners of his mouth. Saliva dripped from the gap between his teeth, and he let out a low roar, looking extremely terrifying.
The young man's face suddenly changed, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He quickly took out Pistol from his pocket, raised his hand and made a "bang" sound, accurately smashing Camera in the elevator, causing Glass fragments to fly everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, the black muzzle was pointed at Fang Cheng.
With his finger on the trigger, it seemed that he would shoot and kill without hesitation in the next second.
Fang Cheng looked calm and his eyes were calm, just looking at him.
Instead, the young man's fingers trembled slightly, showing a hint of hesitation.
"Xiao Bei, don't mess around, how did I teach you?!"
Just when the atmosphere was almost frozen, the middle-aged man suddenly let out an indistinct roar.
This roar was like the howl of a wounded alpha wolf. It was hoarse, broken, and painful, but it did not reduce its intimidating power at all.
When the young man heard this, the arm holding the gun immediately dropped, and then he put away the gun obediently.
But his eyes were still fixed on Fang Cheng, his expression full of suspicion.
After all, when ordinary people see such a scene, they would be so frightened that they would scream, hold their heads and beg for mercy, or try to escape in a panic.
Fang Cheng seemed to be used to it and showed no signs of flinching.
This extraordinary calmness makes it difficult for people to see where he is.
The middle-aged man lowered his head and tried hard to restrain the violent force in his body that seemed to tear him apart.
He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white from exertion, his body was shaking violently, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead and hitting the floor of the car.
After a few seconds, the hair on his face began to gradually fade away, the green light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and his canine teeth slowly retracted.
The middle-aged man seemed to have finally overcome his physical alienation and regained some of his human appearance with his powerful Willpower power.
But his face was still gray, his lips were bloodless, and his figure was swaying.
Fortunately, the young man helped him in time and saved him from collapsing to the ground.
Ding.
A crisp beep broke the brief calm.
The elevator reached the floor where the button was pressed, and the door slowly opened.
Fang Cheng stepped out as if nothing was wrong.
When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and opened his mouth and said:
"Mr. Police Officer, do you need me to help you treat your wound?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the ankle of the other person's right leg.
I saw that the socks there had been soaked with blood and were dark in color. I could vaguely see the swollen and twisted outline, which was obviously a serious fracture.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his pupils could not help but shrink, and he stared at Fang Cheng in shock and suspicion.
She seemed to recognize his appearance and spoke tentatively:
"That day you were..."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly and then stepped forward.
The boy's muscles instantly tensed up, like a young wolf with explosive hair, and he shouted sharply:
"What do you want to do?!"
As he spoke, his hand quickly touched his waist Pistol.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he hurriedly stopped him:
"Xiao Bei, don't be impulsive!"
He was seriously injured and his voice was weak, but he still appeared very calm.
Fang Cheng squatted down with a calm expression, gently held the middle-aged man's injured calf with both hands, took off his socks, and observed it carefully.
Judging from the degree of bone dislocation, he must have experienced strenuous activities or fighting after the injury, which made the injury worse.
If it is not properly dealt with in time, the subsequent pain may multiply, and it may even lead to lifelong disability.
This also reflects from the side how strong the Physical Quality and endurance of the middle-aged man are, which is completely beyond the scope of ordinary people.
After a simple injury examination, Fang Cheng raised his head and said gently in the slightly uneasy eyes of the two people:
"Officer, I know some Bone-Setting Techniques and can help you relieve the pain. Try to relax your body and don't be nervous."
After some instructions, before touching the ankles, the hands were held in the air and stretched a few times, as if to "warm up" the fingers in advance and find the best Exert Force state.
Immediately afterwards, he firmly held the upper and lower parts of the ankle, pressed his thumb precisely on the most obvious part of the swelling, and felt the dislocation of the bones.
The other fingers are like dexterous tentacles, gently kneading the calf. On the one hand, they are further confirming the injury, and on the other hand, they are also trying to calm the patient's emotions.
Before the opponent had time to react, he suddenly Exert Force, twisting and pushing skillfully with both hands.
There was only a "click" sound, and the crisp Bone Setting sound was particularly loud in the quiet elevator car.
The middle-aged man groaned, a look of pain flashed across his face for a moment, but then his brows relaxed slightly.
Fang Cheng stood up, clapped his hands, and said softly:
"Okay, you can try taking two steps with your right foot and see."
With a somewhat doubtful expression, the middle-aged man slowly lowered his right foot, tapped his toes on the ground, and tried to take the first step.
He expected to feel a sharp and piercing pain, but what surprised him was that when his right foot landed firmly on the ground, there was no pain at all in his ankle, as if he had never been injured.
He subconsciously took another step forward, his steps becoming more steady, his leg muscles cooperated tacitly, and there was still no discomfort.
Then I simply walked around in the elevator.
The young man's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
The hand that was holding the clothes tightly slowly loosened up and murmured to himself:
"How is this possible..."
The middle-aged man walked a few steps, then stopped and looked at Fang Cheng with shock in his eyes:
"Brother, your medical skills are simply superb!"
"When I was first injured, it was in terrible pain. I thought my foot wouldn't heal in a few days. I didn't expect that after you did this, it doesn't hurt at all now. It's like it has completely recovered."
"Who are you?"
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As he spoke, his excitement was palpable, and in the end he couldn't help but ask about Fang Cheng's true identity.
Fang Cheng had a faint smile on his face and just responded humbly:
"Thank you, police officer. I happen to have some knowledge of Bone Setting. Since we are destined to meet again, I just want to be of some help."
There was a slight pause in his tone, and then he carefully explained the medical instructions like a professional doctor:
"This fracture injury is only temporarily closed, and we need to pay attention to the follow-up care."
"After you go back, it's best to call a doctor over and put the Splint on you as soon as possible to really fix it. Try to move as little as possible these days and raise your feet to ensure normal healing of the bones and help reduce swelling..."
At this time, the elevator had reached the floor where the two of them lived, and the door opened again.
The middle-aged man still looked at Fang Cheng gratefully, his lips pursed, but he didn't know where to start.
Finally, he nodded heavily and said thank you.
Then, with the young man's careful support, he walked out of the elevator.
The elevator door closed again, cutting off each other's sight.
Fang Cheng pressed the floor button again, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Panel who appeared in front of him.
[You use the Bone Setting skill to exert the effect of "Temporary Solidification" for the first time, experience +20]
[Bone Setting lv1(25/100)]
Looking at Prompt Information added by Skill Experience, Fang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth and nodded secretly.
Then he crossed his arms and leaned against the inner wall of the elevator car, raising his head slightly.
It was just a small episode.
Although it is unclear who the middle-aged man is, what kind of monster he is, and whether he is a wanted criminal.
I don't know what enemies they encountered when they went out late at night, or what secrets they hid.
But what does that have to do with yourself?
This time I came to help because I was itchy for a while and wanted to take the opportunity to practice my skills.
It was also because the previous exchanges with each other were quite pleasant, and the middle-aged man was more pleasing to the eye.
Fang Cheng raised his hand and looked at the time, it was already 2:58 in the morning.
In two hours, it will be time for morning exercise.
This time is neither early nor late, which seems very embarrassing.
Fang Cheng thought for a while, then yawned, stepped out of the elevator door, and walked towards Hotel's room.
I decided to squint for a while to catch up on my sleep.
So that you can welcome the beginning of a new day with a full spirit.
appeal--appeal--
The breeze blew gently, with a hint of coolness, and stirred the hair on the forehead.
The mist shrouded the trees by the lake, making them shadowy.
Human figures shuttled between them, and the sounds of breathing, footsteps, and cheerful bird calls were intertwined.
Fang Cheng was wearing a clean blue sportswear, running vigorously along Lakeside Running Track.
Move your legs alternately quickly, with light and elastic steps.
Wherever it passed, a strong wind blew up, causing the branches and leaves of the vegetation on the roadside to sway slightly.
After completing the high-intensity Physical Training, I then conducted a cross-country Long-Distance Running of more than ten kilometers, and the effect was quite good.
It is in line with the combination of anaerobic and aerobic, the most healthy and scientific way of fitness.
Especially after performing Anaerobic Strength Training such as Push-Ups and Pull-Ups, the muscles will feel fatigue and soreness due to the accumulation of Lactic Acid and minor damage.
Aerobic exercise like Long-Distance Running can promote blood circulation and accelerate the excretion of metabolic products.
Thereby relieving muscle tension, reducing fatigue, and allowing the body to recover from exercise faster.
This is reflected in Panel. After running for about half an hour, I have gained a full 9 points Experience Points.
The early morning sun shines through the thin clouds and mist and falls on Tree-lined Path, as if golden threads are swaying in the wind.
"The weather is nice today..."
Fang Cheng squinted his eyes, muttered to himself, and then stopped.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost half past seven, and he decided it was time to run back.
We also made an appointment with Lin Chuqiao later. They both wanted to send Wen Xin to a new school together, so they couldn't be late for this reason.
Looking around at the scene, Fang Cheng found that before he knew it, he had run to the foot of the Mist Mountain mountain again.
At this moment, the road seemed very quiet. No other morning exercisers were seen, and no one encountered Fisherman again.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the Mountain Forest shrouded in smoke.
My eyes penetrated the layers of branches, leaves and mist, and I could vaguely see a looming figure moving in Woods.
Those people seemed to be aware of his gaze, and their eyes met across the distance.
In just a moment, Fang Cheng calmly withdrew his gaze without stopping.
It's just that my heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a bit.
It seems that these people are still looking for something in the mountains.
Perhaps, the middle-aged man had a fight here Encounter Danger last night.
Fang Cheng suppressed his doubts, didn't think too much, and quickened his pace to go back.
Back to Yuehu Hotel, it was almost eight o'clock.
As soon as I stepped into the Main Hall, Fang Cheng, I saw a familiar figure.
Li Dingjian is currently sitting on the sofa in the rest area, with his legs crossed, a newspaper in his hand, and a cup of coffee in front of him.
However, he held the newspaper a little crookedly, his eyes were half-closed, and he yawned one after another. It was obvious that his mind was not on reading, and his whole person had a lazy energy.
Fang Cheng walked forward and called softly, "Uncle."
Li Dingjian was so excited that he almost dropped the newspaper in his hand.
When he raised his eyes and saw it was Fang Cheng, he breathed a sigh of relief and forced out a smile:
"A Cheng, went out for a run again?"
Fang Cheng nodded, then glanced at the finished coffee cup, and then looked at his bloodshot eyes.
He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked with concern:
"Uncle, where did you go last night? Why didn't you sleep all night?"