Absolute touch!
Stereoscopic imaging!
He saw and felt the malposition of the broken bone.
Such a fracture was also common in ancient times when workloads were heavy.
He had seen the cure for the fracture on that page.
What worried him was that the doctors in the hospital could not do bone setting at this level. He just needed to reset the bone, and let the hospital allow him to recuperate.
So he would do it.
Fang Qiu glanced at the drill master who was just turning his head to look into the distance.
This was the time.
Fang Qiu moved his hands quickly.
The broken bone was immediately put into place again.
He let go of the foot.
The drill master didn't notice anything, but the student was surprised to find that his foot felt less painful than before. He looked at Fang Qiu in disbelief.
"Your foot fractured. I gave you a normocapnia. When the ambulance comes, you just go to the hospital to fix it."
Fang Qiu patted the student on the shoulder and smiled. Then he said goodbye to the drill master.
The student was confused.
"What does he mean?
"I'm got a fracture?
"How can I get a fracture when I was just standing here?
"And that student and I are both freshmen. How can he know more about bone setting and resetting?"
All this confusion existed until the ambulance came. A group of medical staff got out and quickly took him to the hospital.
As soon as he arrived at the hospital, the student got his X-ray. But he still felt confused when he held the X-ray.
He did indeed get a fracture from just standing up during the military training.
And the doctor also told him that it was just a hairline fracture. It was enough to simply recuperate after being fixed.
That was exactly what that student had said.
"Did he really reset my bone?
"Who is this student?
"It's a bit too awesome!"
He kind of regretted not having asked for the student's name.
"I must thank him when I see him again!"
After Fang Qiu helped the student, he went back to his class formation. He watched the student being picked up by an ambulance and he continued the military training.
As the sun set, the military training ended.
But the Mid-Autumn Festival party of the School of Chinese Medicine was about to start.
At 6:30 p.m.
After dinner, the freshmen of the School of Chinese Medicine sat near the podium in the playground, sorted by their classes.
The podium was decorated with colorful balloons and curtains.
Everyone was looking forward to the party tonight.
Spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with each other would be fun.
Fang Qiu had already made a call to his family. Now he was sitting in the class with his eyes closed for a rest.
Although his performance was in the evening, he wouldn’t need any musical instruments or fancy clothes. The school required that all freshmen perform in military training uniforms.
"Here comes Jiang Miaoyu!"
Someone in the class said.
At once, the whole class was in a tumult.
Some the boys looked up and gasped.
This led the boys in other classes who were playing on their phones to look up as well.
"Where? Where?"
Fang Qiu opened his eyes slowly and looked ahead. He saw a group of orioles and swallows—a bevy of young girls who were dressed up—walking in front of him.
Although there were many girls, he easily noticed Jiang Miaoyu.
Although she was wearing a military training uniform, it was still hard to hide her dazzling natural beauty.
"Why did she come?"
Fang Qiu was a little confused.
This was the Mid-Autumn Evening party of their School of Chinese Medicine. Jiang Miaoyu should not be here at this time since she was a student of the School of Acupuncture and Massage.
The discussion around him gave him an answer:
"I heard that the School of Acupuncture and Massage offers free activities this evening. Yet it seems that School Beauty Jiang is attracted to our school's evening party."
Fang Qiu nodded his head.
At this moment, Jiang Miaoyu seemed to be thoughtfully looking towards the class where Fang Qiu was.
They both looked at each other at that moment. Jiang Miaoyu looked a little surprised, but immediately recognized him with a faint smile.
Fang Qiu gave a smile back.
Jiang Miaoyu continued walking forward with a group of students while Fang Qiu's class went crazy.
"See! See! Jiang Miaoyu smiled at me! She smiled at me!"
"Go to hell! Obviously, she was smiling at me!"
"All of you go away! Clearly, she was smiling at me. I returned a smile to her!"
...
A group of boys in the class argued with each other excitedly to prove that they were the ones who made the beauty smile.
The third oldest Sun Hao grabbed Fang Qiu's mobile phone and excitedly said like a fanboy. "The youngest, did you see? Did you see? School beauty Jiang smiled at me. She smiled at me! My spring is coming!"
On his other side, the fourth oldest Zhou Xiaotian directly refuted him. "Bullsh*t, obviously, she smiled at me!"
The oldest Zhu Benzheng's words were briefer and to the point. He solemnly said, "Me!"
Fang Qiu glanced at three of them and said, "Actually she smiled at me."
The three men turned their heads in unison and stared at him fiercely.
They gave him the middle finger.
Sun Hao said with a despising expression, "The youngest, I tell you what. You are too much. It will be so cruel if you fight us for the school beauty!"
"Yes! Cruel!"
Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian both despised him in unison.
"The thing is she was really smiling at me."
Fang Qiu spread his hands with a look that said he needed to be spanked.
"Look at the youngest. He needs a spanking! If it he wasn't going to give a performance today, I'd beat him!" Sun Hao said with a fierce look.
The oldest and the fourth oldest directly raised hands and said with a strong desire to stir up trouble, "We’ll support you. Beat him now!"
"I'll keep my two legs and one hand unmoved just for you."
Fang Qiu looked at the third oldest with a face of contempt. He stretched out his left hand and sniffed. "Please!"
"I have a bit of a temper!"
Sun Hao, wearing a T-shirt, pantomimed rolling up his sleeves and waved his arms to Zhu Benzheng and Zhou Xiaotian. He roared, "Beat him!" .
The three boys directly pounced upon Fang Qiu with a howl.
Fang Qiu cried out miserably. He was pinned to the ground and mercilessly ravaged.
Chen Cong was warming up for his performance while watching Fang Qiu. He thought Fang Qiu would fight back, but Fang Qiu did not resist at all.
At this moment, the lights on the stage lit up.
It was almost seven o'clock in the evening. The party would begin soon and the host was waiting to come on the stage.
Upon seeing this, four of them immediately stopped.
Sun Hao whispered to Fang Qiu under him.
"Do you surrender?"
Fang Qiu hurriedly clapped the ground and said with a humiliating look, "Surrender! Surrender!"
"You know the truth!"
The three boys let go of Fang Qiu and hummed a victorious tune.
Fang Qiu helplessly sorted his clothes.
"I can use one finger to defeat the three of you if we really fight!"
But he knew when to fight and when not to.
As the host came on stage, everyone applauded.
Frist, was the leader's speech. But Fang Qiu's school leader was very capable and knew what the students' mental needs were. He only spoke for less than a minute then announced the official start of the party.
This was well received by the students. The applause was particularly warm when he stepped down from the stage.
The opening show was a hot dance, which instantly exploded the passion of the audience.
The graceful dancing of a group of young girls on the stage aroused whistles and wolf howls one after another.
Fang Qiu wanted to enjoy this moment quietly, but Sun Hao felt it wasn’t enough to clap his own hands, so he took Fang Qiu's hands and clapped them hard.
A wonderful moment always passes quickly.
The song ended. So did the dance.
Applause rang out. The students who were still lost in the scene immediately burst into whoops of, "One more.”.
The host came on the stage and asked, "Isn't the show wonderful?"
"Wonderful!" shouted the audience in a chorus.
"Want some more?"
"Yes!"
"Then next, please continue to enjoy the splendid singing performance 'How Rare the Moon, So Round and Clear'! The singer is Ai Lele from Class One of Chinese Medicine Pharmacy."
The host hurriedly stepped down as he finished talking.
The crowd thought it would be a hot dance, but it turned out to be a song. They were going to hiss since they didn't like this trick. Then the music started as a little lovely girl came to the stage.
Everyone became quiet.
They had to behave with grace and could not hiss a girl.
"How rare the moon, so round and clear! With cup in hand, I ask the blue sky."
The first line made everyone revel in her singing.
Especially as this was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
With this pleasant song, everyone's restless heart instantly calmed down.
They began to enjoy the song.
"I do not know in the celestial sphere, what name this festive night goes by."
"I want to fly home, riding the air, but fear the ethereal cold up there."
...
At the end of the song, everyone was singing along.
"She rounds the vermilion tower, stoops to silk-pad doors, shines on those who sleeplessly lie. Why does she, bearing us no grudge, shine upon our parting, deny our reunion?"
When it came to "But rare is perfect happiness. The moon does wax, the moon does wane", the whole audience sang in a chorus.
Fang Qiu also sang along in a low voice.
"And so men meet and say goodbye. I only pray for our life to be long. And our souls together fly heavenward..."
Zhou Xiaotian suddenly turned to look at the Fang Qiu, shocked.
He was surprised that Fang Qiu did not sing worse than the girl on the stage, or was possibly even better.
Sun Hao also realized this. He and Zhou Xiaotian looked at each other, helpless immediately.
"Why is the youngest able to do everything so well?"
Fang Qiu ignored them and continued to sing along.
The sound of the whole audience was getting louder and louder. Even when the song was over, everyone was still singing, lost in the scene until the male host came on the stage and sang with them.
But this guy turned out to be tone-deaf. His singing was awful.
The worst thing was that this guy had a microphone in his hand. His voice almost drowned out the whole audience's.
This immediately made everyone very angry. Everyone stopped singing, coldly staring at the male host.
The male host was also thick-skinned. As soon he saw everyone stopped, he immediately said, "Since everyone likes singing so much, maybe everyone will enjoy the crosstalk 'My Whole Life' performed by Li Jin and Zhan Gaoyang from Class One of Pathology!"
"Boo!"
In the face of the host's banter, boos came from everywhere.
The host stepped down the stage with a smile while two people in red long gowns came to the stage.
At this time, Fang Qiu noticed that Chen Cong quietly left the class after the class teacher Liu Feifei's whispered something to him.
It seemed it would be his performance soon.
Sure enough, after the crosstalk, the host announced a martial arts performance. And the performer was Chen Cong from Class Three of Chinese Medicine!
At the sound of a martial arts show, everyone became disinterested at once.
The initial enthusiasm caused by the previous four performances now dimmed.
A martial arts performance was nothing more than sparring, which was neither aesthetic nor pleasing. It was certainly not splendid.
Only the students from Class Three applauded warmly, cheering for Chen Cong loudly.
Chen Cong was not affected by the cold reception. He walked with a firm step on the stage and folded his fists with a rush. His eyes shined and the spirit of the whole person changed abruptly, tall and straight as a pine tree!
Others did not understand, but Fang Qiu smiled slightly and praised him silently.
"Good job!"
Chen Cong’s spirit, Qi and energy was provoked immediately, like a fierce tiger which was about to go out hunting. He looked still but was actually moving!
At the same time, some music started playing. It was Tu Honggang's "Wind and Cloud", a forceful and energetic song. The moment the music sounded, Chen Cong suddenly stripped off his coat and tossed it into the air, revealing a tight black vest and his strong physique. His big bronze muscles instantly set off a burst of scream from the schoolgirls. "Gosh!" The scream was even louder than the cries the boys had previously made. "Humph! What a show-off!" Sun Hao jealously snarled.He spoke for most of the boys off the stage. "The wind picked up the dust!" As the first line sounded, Chen Cong moved—he directly jumped up and gave a high-kick on the spot. "The clouds melted and the rain fell." He landed on one leg without noise. This one single move instantly earned shouts of "Bravo!". It was done quietly and smoothly—quite excellent! But there was more! "Numerous heroes swarmed about!"
Fang Qiu also knew he should not relax too much. In the end, he was here to perform a show. After making all the warm-up jokes, he immediately focused his mind and slowly closed his eyes. Seeing him like this, the audience gradually quieted down. Countless eyes fixed on Fang Qiu. Everyone was waiting for him to perform. They were curious that what kind of show this seemingly funny guy could put on. At this moment, all the lights on the stage dimmed except for one light that was pointed at him. The light made him look like an angel that just descended from heaven, holy and handsome. Fang Qiu slowly reopened his eyes and raised his hands, then put his palms together and lifted them near his mouth. At this, the audience was a bit perplexed. "Is he simply going to breathe into his hands? Is this the so-called hand flute?" As everyone was puzzled, a familiar but beautiful melody fluttered out from Fang Qiu's hands and instant
A blackout! A fucking blackout! At this moment, everyone was angry. "It is the Mid-Autumn Festival gala!" "It is the moment that the campus belle Jiang Miaoyu was going to open her mouth and sing a song!" "But a power cut happened!" The audience remained deathly quiet for a few seconds before bursting into thunderous roars of complaints, venting their infinite rage. "Fuck! How come the power failure occurred at this moment? Do they have no compassion at all?" "My Goddess is just about to sing. The power cut really picked its timing well! " "What is the power supply bureau doing? Giving us a blackout on the 15th day of the 8th lunar month, during the Mid-autumn Festival! Don't they fear incurring the public’s wrath?" "Return my electricity! I need electricity! I want to hear Jiang Miaoyu sing!" The furious protests grew louder and louder. Hearing the violent howls of rage, the dean, who had been sitti
"Or perhaps, parting is another kind of help to you!" "Love, will be put in my heart." "Some things don't have a time limit." When Fang Qiu finished his last line, he beamed and held up a hand toward Jiang Miaoyu. Jiang got the hint and replied with a smile, then, went on singing. "Hélène, sitting by my side." "Thick longing for you, spreading along the moonlight." Her singing seamlessly followed his, while Fang Qiu's hand flute accompaniment continued to go on. "Hélène, being at your side." "Watching your smiling face, kissing the edge of your lips." "If love is a swing." "Then you're my pivot." "Without you, how do I perform" "Those forevers that you said to me." As the accompaniment faded, the fabulous singing drew to an end. The whole audience broke into thunderous applause. "So beautiful!" "The show they presented can be said to be perfect!" "They are si
The top four were as expected. And these four people's popular scores were even higher than those of several people in the "sophomore" column, and only slightly less than that in the "junior" column. Their popular scores had reached this level in less than a week. It was the first time this had happened since Jiangjing University of Chinese Medicine BBS got online. And they did not know that the boy of justice and Fang Qiu were the same person who Chen Cong wanted to duel with. And tonight, both topics had arisen directly or indirectly because of Fang Qiu. After the party, he directly went back to the dormitory with his three roommates. As soon as they returned to the dormitory, the oldest, the third oldest and the fourth oldest started to discuss which dorm's girls they wanted to socialize with. But Fang Qiu turned on his computer directly and bought a horsetail fly whisk on the Internet as well as few copper coins. A horsetail and c
Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Qiu smiled and did not refuse. He directly stretched out a hand and said, "Give it to me!" Jiang Miaoyu delivered the letter with a smile and said happily, "My task is done." Then she took the water from the other hand of Fang Qiu and said, "Thank you for the water." But when she took the water, she felt the water was cold. She could not help frowning and said, "Drinking ice water is harmful to the body in summer because people's bodies are cold inside. There is a saying: carrots in winter and gingers in summer. Drinking cold water makes people colder and colder inside. So, you shouldn’t drink this water." But Fang Qiu smiled mysteriously and said, "Give me the water." Jiang Miaoyu puzzledly handed the water back to Fang Qiu. "Could it be he is angry at her for a few caring words?" Fang Qiu took the water, clenched one hand and closed his eyes. His whole body was instantly full of internal Qi, rushing
"Come on, Chen Cong! Come on, Chen Cong!" Class Three burned with rage and cheered loudly for Chen Cong. Chen Cong now shut out his surroundings. He could only see the opponent. Even if he knew the opponent was not as good as himself, he still went all out like a goshawk fighting a rabbit. Wang Kang stepped in front of Chen Cong and found that Chen Cong still held out his hands without any movement. With a cold smile, he quickly got close to Chen Cong and directly punched Chen Cong in the face with his left fist. The punch was quick, accurate and relentless! But this was still not his deadly kill action. This punch was only on Xu Huang's level. The real deadly kill action was the round house kick from his right leg. Just when his left fist was pulling back, his right round house kick had already hit Chen Cong's head hard from the side. Chen Cong seemed not to realize. He was still motionless. Wang Kang was very happy and thought he wo
Looking at Chen Cong who was wearing a confused expression, Fang Qiu could not help heaving a sigh. In light of the strike Chen Cong just made, Fang Qiu had a general idea of his level—all he knew was some rather shallow Kung Fu, and was far from obtaining proficiency. He had not practiced the internal force, let alone the internal Qi! With his method of practice, it was possible for him to generate the internal force when he reached his fifties, but producing internal Qi was definitely beyond his reach in this life. Although he had practiced for so many years, he was actually heading in the wrong direction. What a pity! Clutching his chest, Chen Cong slowly walked up to Fang Qiu. He was not wearing the arrogant look that was characteristic of a martial man. Instead, he made a deep bow and requested. "I know you haven't revealed all your strength. But I really want to learn your real power. Please enlighten me! Could you?" Fang Qiu did not e