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Chapter 237: Body mutation, rejuvenation

The elevator door slowly closed, and with a "buzz" sound, it began to move upwards.

Fang Cheng slightly turned sideways, quietly putting some distance between himself and the two uninvited guests, his eyes scanning them back and forth.

The two men supported each other and staggered.

One of them was thin and looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but the fierceness on his face was inconsistent with his youthful appearance.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes were wide open, full of vigilance and hostility. As soon as he came in and stood firm, he glared at Fang Cheng, as if warning him not to meddle in other people's business.

Then, the young man turned his attention back to the middle-aged man next to him, supporting him with both hands, and kept asking in a low voice:
"Uncle, how are you? Hang in there!"

"We'll be in the room soon. You'll be fine after taking the medicine..."

His voice had the hoarseness typical of adolescence, and was trembling slightly with anxiety.

The middle-aged man called "Uncle" is not tall, but extremely strong, and his solid body seems to contain some kind of wild power.

At this moment, his already dark face looked even darker due to excessive blood loss, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

"I'm fine..."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shook his head.

However, his lips were pale, his steps were unsteady, and he could only stand steadily with the support of the young man.

The elevator moved smoothly, and a faint smell of blood filled the cabin.

In the silence, the only sound was the middle-aged man's heavy breathing, which seemed unusually clear.

Huchi, wheeze.

Every breath was like pulling on an old bellows, sluggish and laborious.

It was as if the owner of the voice was enduring some kind of pain that ordinary people could hardly endure.

This made the air in the small elevator space seem a little heavy.

Even the lights on top of the car seemed to be affected by the depressing atmosphere and flickered a few times.

Fang Cheng ignored him and stood there silently, waiting for the elevator to arrive at the floor.

Suddenly my heart skipped a beat and I suddenly sensed something.

Then he turned his gaze to the middle-aged man.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

It was as if an invisible force was surging within his body, trying to break free of some restraints.

Then, a strange and terrifying scene happened.

The middle-aged man's facial features were distorted drastically, and a layer of black hair slowly grew on his face, standing upright.

His eyes instantly glowed with a faint green light, appearing extremely strange, as if possessed by some evil force.

The originally neat teeth became sharp and long, two canine teeth protruded from the corners of the mouth, saliva dripped down the gaps between the teeth, and a low roar was made, looking extremely terrifying.

The young man's face suddenly changed, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He quickly pulled out a pistol from his arms, raised his hand and smashed the camera in the elevator with a "bang", sending glass fragments flying everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Fang Cheng.

His finger was on the trigger, as if he would shoot and kill without hesitation in the next second.

Fang Cheng's face was calm, his eyes were unperturbed, he just stared at him.

Instead, the boy's fingers trembled slightly, showing a hint of hesitation.

"Xiao Bei, don't mess around. What did I teach you?!"

Just when the atmosphere was almost frozen, the middle-aged man suddenly let out an indistinct roar.

The roar sounded like the howl of a wounded wolf, hoarse and broken, and extremely painful, but it did not reduce its deterrent power in the slightest.

When the young man heard this, the arm holding the gun immediately dropped, and then he obediently put away the gun.

But his eyes were still fixed on Fang Cheng, his expression full of suspicion.

After all, if ordinary people saw this kind of scene, they would be frightened to the point of screaming, begging for mercy, or trying to escape in panic.

Fang Cheng seemed to be used to it and did not show any sign of backing down.

This extraordinary calmness makes it hard to tell where he comes from.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, trying hard to restrain the violent force in his body that seemed to tear him apart.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white from the exertion, his body was shaking violently, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead and hitting the floor of the car.

After a few seconds, the hair on its face began to fade away, the green light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and its canine teeth slowly retracted.

It seemed that the middle-aged man relied on his strong willpower to finally overcome his physical alienation and regain some of his human appearance.

But his face was still gray, his lips were bloodless, and his body was swaying and staggering.

Fortunately, the young man reached out in time to support him, preventing him from collapsing to the ground.

Ding.

A crisp reminder sound broke the brief silence.

The elevator arrived at the floor where the button was pressed and the door slowly opened.

Fang Cheng walked out as if nothing had happened.

When he reached the door, he suddenly paused, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said:
"Mr. Officer, do you need me to help you treat your wound?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the other person's right ankle.

I saw that the socks there were soaked in blood and were dark in color. The swollen and twisted outlines could be vaguely seen. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious fracture.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank and he stared at Fang Cheng in shock and suspicion.

As if recognizing him, she spoke tentatively:
"You were the one that day..."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly and then stepped forward.

The boy's muscles tensed instantly, like a wolf cub with its fur standing on end, and he shouted sternly:
"What do you want to do?!"

As he spoke, his hand quickly reached for the pistol at his waist.

The middle-aged man saw this and hurriedly spoke out to stop it:

"Xiaobei, don't be impulsive!"

He was seriously injured and his voice was weak, but he still appeared very calm.

Fang Cheng squatted down calmly, gently picked up the middle-aged man's injured calf with both hands, took off his socks, and examined it carefully.

Judging from the degree of bone dislocation, the victim must have experienced some strenuous activity or fighting after the injury, which made the injury worse.

If not handled promptly, the subsequent pain may increase exponentially, and may even result in lifelong disability.

This also indirectly reflects how strong the middle-aged man's physical fitness and endurance are, which are completely beyond the scope of ordinary people.

After a simple injury check, Fang Cheng raised his head and said gently in the slightly anxious eyes of the two people:
"Officer, I know some bone-setting techniques that can help you relieve the pain. Try to relax your body and don't be nervous."

After giving some instructions, before touching his ankles, he clenched his hands in the air and stretched them a few times, as if to "warm up" his fingers in advance and find the best state for exerting force.

Then, he firmly grasped the upper and lower parts of the ankle, pressing his thumb precisely on the part where the swelling was most obvious, feeling the misalignment of the bones.

The rest of the fingers were like nimble tentacles, gently massaging the calf, on the one hand to further confirm the injury, and on the other hand to soothe the patient's emotions.

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

There was only a "click" sound, and the crisp sound of bone straightening seemed 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." The middle-aged man, with a skeptical look on his face, slowly put down his right foot, tapped the ground with his toes, and tried to take the first step.

He thought he would feel a piercing pain, but to his great surprise, his right foot landed firmly on the ground and there was no pain at all in his ankle, as if he had never been injured.

He subconsciously took another step forward. His steps became more steady, his leg muscles working in perfect harmony, and he still did not feel any discomfort.

Then I just walked around in the elevator.

The young boy stared with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

The hand that was originally tightly grasping the corner of the clothes slowly loosened, and murmured to himself:

"How can this be……"

The middle-aged man took 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 hurt so much that I thought my foot wouldn't heal in a few days. But after you did this, I didn't expect it to hurt at all now. It's like I've completely recovered."

"Who are you?"

As he spoke, his excitement was evident, 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 responded modestly:
"Thank you for your praise, Officer. I happen to know a little bit about bone setting. Since we are lucky enough to meet again, I would be happy to be of some help."

He paused for a moment, then continued to give the doctor's instructions carefully like a professional doctor:
"This fracture injury has only been closed temporarily, and we still need to pay attention to follow-up care."

"When you go back, it's best to call a doctor to come over and get a splint fitted for you as soon as possible to really fix it. Try to walk less these days and keep your foot elevated to ensure that the bones heal normally, which will also help reduce swelling..."

At this time, the elevator had reached the floor where the two people lived, and the door opened again.

The middle-aged man still looked at Fang Cheng with gratitude, his lips trembling, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, he nodded heavily and said thank you.

Then, with the young man's careful help, he walked out of the elevator.

The elevator door closed again, blocking each other's sight.

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

[You use the bone setting skill, and the "temporary solidification" effect is exerted for the first time, experience +20]

[Bone Correction Level 1 (25/100)]

Looking at the prompt message about the increase in skill experience, Fang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and nodded secretly.

Then he folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the inner wall of the elevator car, and tilted his head slightly.

It was just a minor incident.

Although it is unclear what kind of monster the middle-aged man is, or whether he is a wanted criminal.

No one knows what kind of enemies they encountered when they went out late at night, or what secrets they are hiding.

But what does that have to do with me?
This time I helped out because I was itching to practice my skills.

It was also because they had a pleasant communication with each other before and she just liked the middle-aged man more.

Fang Cheng raised his hand and checked the time. It was already 2:58 in the morning.

In two hours, it will be time for morning exercise.

The time is neither too early nor too late, which seems very awkward.

Fang Cheng thought about it, then yawned, walked out of the elevator and walked towards the hotel room.

I decided to take a short nap and catch up on my sleep.

So as to greet the beginning of a new day with a full spirit.

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Call -- Call --

The breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, ruffling the hair on my forehead.

The trees by the lake were shrouded in mist, making their shadows hazy.

Human figures shuttled among them, and the sounds of breathing and footsteps were intertwined with the cheerful chirping of birds.

Fang Cheng was wearing a neat blue sportswear and running vigorously along the track around the lake.

The legs move alternately and quickly, with light and elastic steps.

Wherever it passed, it brought up a strong wind, causing the branches and leaves of the grass and trees on the roadside to sway slightly.

After completing high-intensity physical training, you can then do a cross-country run of more than ten kilometers, and the effect is quite good.

It is the most healthy and scientific way of fitness, combining anaerobic and aerobic exercise.

Especially after doing anaerobic strength training such as push-ups and pull-ups, the muscles will feel fatigued and sore due to lactic acid accumulation and micro-damage.

Aerobic exercise such as long-distance running can promote blood circulation and accelerate the excretion of metabolic products.

This relieves muscle tension, reduces fatigue, and allows the body to recover from exercise faster.

Reflected on the panel, after running for about half an hour, I have gained 9 experience points.

The early morning sunlight shines through the thin mist and falls on the tree-lined avenue, like golden threads swaying in the wind.

"The weather is good today..."

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes, muttered to himself, and then stopped.

I looked at my watch and it was almost half past seven, so I decided it was time to run back.

I have also made an appointment with Lin Chuqiao later, and the two of us will take Wen Xin to the new school together, so we can't be late because of this.

Looking around at the scene, Fang Cheng found himself at the foot of Misty Mountain again without realizing it.

At this moment, the road seemed very quiet. There were no other morning exercisers, and I didn't run into the fisherman again.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the mountain forest shrouded in smoke.

My eyes penetrated through the layers of branches and mist and vaguely saw a human figure swaying in the woods.

Those people seemed to have noticed his gaze, and their eyes met in the air.

After just a moment, Fang Cheng calmly withdrew his gaze without stopping.

But my heartbeat inexplicably quickened a little.

It seems that these people are still looking for something in the mountains.

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

Fang Cheng suppressed his doubts, didn't think too much, and quickened his pace to hurry back.

When we returned to Yuehu Hotel, it was almost eight o'clock.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, Fang Cheng saw a familiar figure.

Li Dingjian was sitting on the sofa in the rest area at this moment, with his legs crossed, a newspaper in his hand and a cup of coffee in front of him.

However, he was holding the newspaper a little askew, his eyes were half-closed, and he was yawning continuously. It was obvious that his mind was not on reading, and he exuded a lazy vibe.

Fang Cheng walked forward and called softly, "Uncle."

Li Dingjian shuddered and the newspaper in his hand almost slipped.

When he looked up and saw that it was Fang Cheng, he breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile:
"Ah Cheng, are you out for a run again?"

Fang Cheng nodded, then glanced at the empty coffee cup and looked at his bloodshot eyes.

He frowned slightly and asked with concern:
"Uncle, where did you go last night? Why didn't you sleep all night?"

(End of this chapter)