Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1416 - 684-2:

Thinking the other party thought his flattery wasn’t loud enough, he was preparing to punish him.

Fang Cheng paid no attention to his fearful expression, squatted down, and explored along his calf with both hands.

With his fingertips tracing over skin and flesh, he precisely located the misaligned bone spur.

"Spiral fracture in the lower middle segment of the tibia, the bone spur is lodged in the muscle."

He calmly reported the injury details.

Then, his left hand locked under Qian Dongming’s knee, while his right hand firmly grasped his ankle.

In Qian Dongming’s eyes filled with horror and dread, Fang Cheng suddenly exerted force with both hands.

First, he pulled downward along the bone direction, utilizing traction to separate the overlapping bone spurs.

Then, with a quick turn of his wrist, he twisted and pushed forcefully.

"Click."

A crisp sound of bone closure rang out.

"Ah—"

Qian Dongming let out half a scream before his voice got stuck in his throat and abruptly stopped.

The expected excruciating pain, like skinning alive, did not descend.

On the contrary, as the bone reset, more than half of the searing pain quickly subsided.

"All done."

Fang Cheng stood up, dusted off his hands:

"You can try, can you stand up?"

Qian Dongming heard this, incredulously looking down.

He tentatively moved his ankle slightly; the once twisted calf had straightened again.

Then, supporting himself on the ground with both hands, he cautiously climbed to his feet, shifting his weight onto his right leg, and took a few steps back and forth in place.

"Huh, it really doesn’t hurt... it’s actually fixed!"

Qian Dongming was overjoyed, looking at Fang Cheng with excitement, repeatedly bowing:

"Thank you, Leader! Thank you, Chairman Fang, for your great kindness!"

"Don’t be happy too soon."

Fang Cheng interrupted him coldly with his hands in his pockets:

"This is only a temporary fixation using muscle tension, it can last no more than twenty-four hours. You must go to the hospital immediately to get screws and plaster, otherwise, the bone will grow wrong and out of place, and you’ll be preparing to walk with a crutch for the rest of your life."

"Yes, yes! The Chairman is right, I’ll arrange for surgery at the hospital first thing tomorrow morning, I won’t delay."

Qian Dongming nodded repeatedly.

Fang Cheng waved his hand, then threw out a heavier bargaining chip:

"As long as you behave yourself from now on and do good for the organization. I can also find a chance to treat the cancer in your body."

As soon as these words came out, not only Qian Dongming, but even Cheng Jiashu beside him was stunned.

Cheng Jiashu looked at Fang Cheng in surprise, pondering in his heart:

This guy being ridiculously strong is one thing, but can he also treat terminal cancer that modern medicine is helpless against?

However, he wisely kept his mouth shut, not voicing any dissent.

"To be blunt."

Fang Cheng added in a deep voice: "There’s just a chance, I don’t guarantee a cure, it all depends on your future performance."

Even so, Qian Dongming was completely ecstatic.

He was a dying man halfway through life, willing to betray anything for survival to follow Jiang Chen.

Now hearing this was like hearing celestial music.

"Chairman Fang, you are my savior! As long as you can cure my disease, there’s no issue with donating all my assets to the organization."

Qian Dongming was trembling with excitement, kneeling and kowtowing several times:

"I swear, my life from now on is yours, Leader! If you point east, I won’t go west; if you tell me to fight dogs, I won’t curse chickens, I will follow your every command."

His words of flattery were like an endless river, flowing continuously.

At this moment, Qian Dongming’s heart pounded wildly in his chest.

The night’s events were more thrilling for him than a roller coaster hundredfold.

He thought Jiang Chen was dead and he, the follower, was also doomed.

Who knew the situation would turn so unexpectedly, the King of Zombies was beaten to death by this fierce man in front, with all other village guards dead and clean.

Not only did he survive, but there was even hope of completely getting rid of the illness that plagued him for years!

He secretly reached out and pinched his own thigh hard.

The clear pain transmitted to his brain, confirming this was neither illusion nor dream.

Qian Dongming looked up, staring at the handsome and slightly amiable face illuminated by the moonlight.

He couldn’t connect this young man in front of him with the ferocious figure that had just beaten Jiang Chen to death empty-handed in the Inner World.

The more extreme the contrast, the more he felt this man was unfathomable.

Fang Cheng ignored his flattery, glanced up at the round moon hanging high in the sky.

"It’s almost midnight."

He withdrew his gaze and said to Cheng Jiashu:

"I have to go to work at the sanatorium tomorrow, I’ll leave first. What about you guys tonight?"

Xu Hao immediately came forward at the words, pointing to the east of the village:

"Boss, there’s a brick dormitory built for the village guards. Although the environment is a bit run-down, it has beds and quilts, can barely accommodate people."

Cheng Jiashu patted the dust off his clothes, responding:

"It’s indeed inconvenient to go back to the city in the middle of the night, let’s just rough it out here for the night."

Fang Cheng nodded, turned to Xu Hao:

"Take Boss Qian to the dormitory, take care of him, and get him some medicine for his injury."

"Got it! Don’t worry, Boss!"

Xu Hao grinned, quickly walking to Qian Dongming’s side.

Qian Dongming’s leg bone had just been set, he could stand barely but the injury wasn’t fully fixed, afraid to put his full weight on his right leg.

Seeing this, Xu Hao reached out under his armpit, propping him up by the arm, half dragging and half supporting him.

"Boss Qian, walk slowly, I’ll help you over."

At this moment, his tone changed from the previous arrogance, as if speaking to an old friend.