Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1518 - 730:

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Fang Cheng offers martial arts advice to his grandfather. After breakfast with his family, where they discuss his return to work at the Special Search Team, Fang Cheng prepares to head out. He has brought back gifts from his island vacation for family and colleagues, including special medicinal wine for his grandfather and gifts for Lin Yue and Master Sun at the sanatorium. He also discusses business matters related to the Illuminati's logistics company with his uncle, Li Dingjian, before leaving for work.

"Isn’t it time to do traction for that old cadre with lumbar disc herniation in bed six of Building No. 3 today?"

Lin Yue flipped through the physiotherapy scheduling table in his hand, asking Master Sun.

"Not so fast."

Master Sun, wearing his reading glasses, leaned over the computer screen:

"His pelvis is still slightly tilted forward, using traction now could easily cause secondary strain."

"Let’s try massage therapy first and see how it goes. We need to completely loosen the tight erector muscles and quadratus lumborum on both sides before proceeding."

Due to hard of hearing, Master Sun’s voice was somewhat loud, clearly audible even in the corridor.

Knock, knock.

Fang Cheng walked to the door, raised his hand, and knocked on the open door panel.

"Master Sun, Brother Lin, morning."

The two people in the office looked up when they heard the voice.

"Ah, our department’s technical backbone finally returned from vacation."

Lin Yue immediately put down the form in his hand, quickly welcomed him, and after gazing around Fang Cheng, teased:

"The sea breeze on Yong’an Island must be revitalizing. After a trip, even your complexion changed. How was it, did you have a romantic time with your girlfriend on the beach?"

"It was alright."

Fang Cheng chuckled and shook his head, casually responding.

Then, he placed the two heavy shopping bags he was carrying onto their desks.

"Brought some local island specialties, for everyone to try something new."

Lin Yue curiously opened a bag, rummaged through it, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Inside were neatly packed top-quality goods.

Plump dried scallops, dried shrimp skins, perfectly air-dried squid and yellow croaker, as well as boxes of thick-cut seaweed, along with handmade fish patties and fish balls from the local fishermen.

"You shouldn’t have, Brother Fang, these scallops are not cheap in the market."

Lin Yue accepted the gift, immediately thanking him.

Master Sun also glanced into the bag, showing a smile and praising Fang Cheng for his thoughtfulness.

The elderly man usually looked kindly on Fang Cheng, and now seeing him so considerate and reasonable, liked this humble and talented young man even more.

After chatting for a while, Master Sun looked at the wall clock, took the ward visit record on the table, and stood up:

"It’s about time, let’s go check the wards."

"I’ll go too."

Fang Cheng was about to follow, but Lin Yue held his shoulder, quickly taking the record book.

"Today I’ll accompany Master Sun. You’ve just returned from your long vacation, take some time to adapt in the office, have some tea and rest."

Without giving him a chance, Lin Yue took over the work.

Fang Cheng originally planned to take the opportunity to do some massage during ward visits, and gain some skill experience.

But seeing Lin Yue’s enthusiastic attitude, he didn’t want to reject his colleague’s goodwill at this moment, so he nodded and let it go.

After they left, the office became quiet.

Fang Cheng pulled out a chair to sit down, opened the computer, and logged into the rehabilitation center’s internal medical system.

He accessed the electronic medical records of severe rehabilitation patients admitted recently, carefully checked their recent MRI images and electromyography reports.

Comparing the data with previous records, he wrote down stage rehabilitation adjustment plans in his work notebook.

The time flew by while organizing the data.

Almost at ten in the morning, the desk phone suddenly rang with a jarring sound.

"Hello."

Fang Cheng picked up the receiver, placing it by his ear.

"Brother Fang, are you free now? Could you come to Building No. 4 Rehabilitation Center for a moment, we’re in need of some help."

Lin Yue’s voice came through the receiver:

"There’s a patient whose situation is quite special, and I’m unsure about it. Your medical skill is better than mine, could you help take a look."

"Sure, I’ll be right there."

Fang Cheng didn’t ask further, immediately hanging up the phone, and greeted Master Sun who just returned to the office for tea, then stepped out quickly.

Building No. 4 Rehabilitation Center wasn’t far from the office.

Along the tree-lined path, he arrived in front of the building.

Opening the glass sensor door, the air was permeated with a faint blend of mugwort incense and medical alcohol.

In the spacious rehabilitation hall, several patients were undergoing gait training with the aid of equipment.

Following the sign, Fang Cheng arrived on the third floor, just rounding the corner and seeing Lin Yue waving repeatedly to him from the stairwell.

"What’s the situation?"

Fang Cheng walked up and asked.

Lin Yue lowered his voice, quickly explaining:

"The patient inside is actually my cousin, his name is Lin Xuhao, he works in the Special Search Team’s Action Department as a Second Level Officer."

"Last week, during a mission, he suffered a serious injury, breaking his right arm. The bone has healed, but strangely, now his left shoulder and the half side of his body are numb, showing signs of gradual paralysis."

Lin Yue sighed, appearing somewhat helpless:

"Master Sun and I have examined him several times, yet couldn’t find the lesion, it’s quite tricky."

"My cousin doesn’t really believe in our traditional rehabilitation methods, yesterday he lost his temper and insisted on transferring hospitals. I managed to stop him, counting on you to return and assess the situation."

"Brother Fang, my cousin is quite straightforward, speaks bluntly, please bear with him."

"No problem."

Fang Cheng slightly nodded, indicating his understanding.

The two pushed open the door to the single ward at the end of the corridor.

On the hospital bed laid a muscular man with cropped hair.

The man had a full beard, muscles knotted, with his right arm in a cast wrapped in bandages, idly staring at the ceiling.

Hearing footsteps, the man turned his head, eyes showing impatience.

"Bro, this is the expert I’ve mentioned to you, our department’s Fang Cheng."