Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1383 - 668

The muscles on Zhao Gang’s face, lying on the stretcher, were tense, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

His bloodshot eyes were wide open, staring straight at the incandescent light on the ceiling, as if enduring an excruciating pain.

Fang Cheng remained calm, continuing to concentrate fully on manipulating True Qi.

The second thread immediately wrapped around the second bone fragment.

Pull, calibrate, close, reposition.

The same process flowed smoothly under the control of his thoughts.

"Crack."

The second fragment successfully returned to its place, followed by the correction of the third fragment.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Fang Cheng’s forehead, yet his breathing maintained a deep and slow rhythm throughout.

The intricacy of this operation was unimaginably difficult for outsiders.

Any slight mistake could damage the fragile spinal nerve, causing lifelong paralysis with unimaginable consequences.

Compared to fighting a strong enemy, this was far more exhausting and demanding.

Of course, for Fang Cheng himself, it was a rare practice and experiment.

"Crack."

The sound of three consecutive bone repositionings seemed particularly clear in the silent treatment area.

Each time the sound occurred, Zhao Gang’s body trembled slightly.

Yet he gritted his teeth hard and endured in silence from beginning to end.

The three main fragments were all repositioned.

Fang Cheng’s actions did not stop.

The tiny bone debris scattered around the edges of the spinal canal also needed to be cleared.

If not properly handled, these sharp bone chips would continue to irritate the spinal nerve, causing persistent inflammation.

In severe cases, this could lead to further deterioration of nerve function, resulting in lifelong sequelae like limb numbness and restricted movement.

Fang Cheng, having spent much time in the library reading many medical books, was well aware of this.

He silently concentrated his mind, further refining the True Qi threads, splitting them into even thinner strands to form a bundle-like brush.

Then gently, as if dusting off dirt, he nudged each tiny bone chip back into the vertebral framework around the vertebrae.

This process continued for nearly three minutes.

No one spoke on-site; even everyone’s breathing was deliberately suppressed to the minimum.

Zhao Gang’s two companions stood on either side of the stretcher, their eyes fixed on Fang Cheng’s hands.

They couldn’t understand what kind of operation it was, but every crisp sound of bone repositioning felt like a heavy hammer striking their hearts.

The scarred strong man clenched his fists tightly by his sides.

Although deeply anxious, he dared not make a sound for fear of disrupting Fang Cheng’s rhythm.

The other companion’s Adam’s apple moved up and down; his lips parted slightly, wanting to ask something several times, but he held back forcibly.

Around them, other nurses began to gather, covering their mouths and whispering softly.

But a fierce glare from the scarred strong man immediately silenced them, leaving them to only observe with their eyes furtively.

They had never seen such a strange treatment method and were inevitably curious.

The attending doctor, equally bewildered, couldn’t understand what Fang Cheng was doing.

This young man’s hands barely seemed to exert any force, only lightly resting on the patient’s skin, occasionally adjusting finger angles.

Yet with each finger movement, a crisp bone repositioning sound emanated from Zhao Gang’s body.

Though it looked like a bone-setting operation, it clearly exceeded the scope of bone-setting.

The attending doctor was sure this was not any known medical technique he recognized.

Master Sun and Lin Yue, as professionals, fared no better.

Both were full of doubt, staring intently at Fang Cheng’s actions, trying to decipher the technique.

Silence surrounded them, everyone holding their breath, nerves taut.

Only the light sound of bone repositioning intermittently echoed in the spacious treatment area.

Fang Cheng remained focused, undisturbed by the tense atmosphere, continuing to carefully handle the remaining tiny bone chips.

Only after the last bone chip was repositioned did he exhale a long breath of turbid air.

But he knew it wasn’t over.

Though the bone fragments were back in their anatomical positions, the vertebrae were fractured, with nothing holding them together.

Any slight movement of Zhao Gang’s body would cause the painstakingly repositioned fragments to scatter and shift again.

Fang Cheng thought for a moment, then re-concentrated True Qi, altering the output method of Qi Force.

This time, instead of thin threads, it unfolded into a dense, even True Qi membrane.

He wrapped this True Qi membrane around the newly repositioned L1 vertebra, layering it on top.

Like high-strength plaster, it sealed and bonded each fractured piece of porcelain snugly in place.

True Qi seeped into the bone crevices, filling the gaps between fragments, while forming a resilient "Qi Force sheath" inside and outside the vertebrae.

This is the special effect of Bone-setting Skill—Temporary Solidification.

At the moment, the addition of Fang Cheng’s True Qi significantly enhanced the treatment effect, multiplying it several times.

Perhaps this could be called "super-strong temporary solidification."

While manipulating True Qi, Fang Cheng could clearly sense the arrangement of every bone fragment within Zhao Gang’s body, as well as the subtle conditions around the spinal cord.

Calculating from the current rate of True Qi depletion, the strength of this sheath should last about three hours.

At least during this time, it will ensure that the fragments remain firmly locked in their repositioned locations.

This would allow Zhao Gang to withstand normal position changes during subsequent transportation and surgery.