Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 964 - 483:

Then he nonchalantly walked through the chaotic district and returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Lin Chuqiao and the others also showed great understanding, and after discussing the follow-up matters with Chen Xu’an, they quickly evacuated and hurried to meet up.

At the time, seeing the horrifying crisscross scars on Fang Cheng’s body, Pan Wendi and Bai Ling gasped in shock.

Lin Chuqiao’s eyes instantly turned red, holding back tears with great effort, and without another word, she wanted to drag him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Fang Cheng found it hard to explain.

Although his injuries looked terrifying, they weren’t too serious – mostly just flesh wounds.

With his current constitution, he would fully recover in a few days with True Qi healing.

But unable to resist Lin Chuqiao’s insistence, he had no choice but to feign weakness and let them fuss over him.

In the current situation, the hospital, crowded and conspicuous, was definitely not suitable to go to.

If his identity were exposed, it would bring unnecessary trouble, which was not worth it.

So Lin Chuqiao took it upon herself to act as a nurse and surgeon, taking care of him and treating him.

And it seemed she really had learned professional first aid and nursing, her skills surprisingly adept, attentive and professional when handling the wounds.

Fang Cheng gazed at Lin Chuqiao’s beautiful face close by, feeling a slight stir in his heart.

In the morning light, her eyes shone brightly, her red lips pressed tightly together, and her concentrated expression was particularly captivating.

If she had seen the state he was in immediately after the battle, she would probably have been even more alarmed.

Fortunately, his constitution of 70 points granted extraordinary recovery power.

The speed of his wound self-healing, although not matching those deformed experimental bodies and special monsters, far exceeded ordinary humans.

The redness and bloodstains left by the explosion shockwave had already faded by more than half under the nourishment of Qi and blood on the way back to the hotel.

The truly troublesome injury was still this right arm.

Even with the special effects of "Iron Fist" and "Kirin Arm," there were still multiple minor fractures in the last terrifying energy storm, and the muscles were cut to shreds, bleeding profusely.

After all, the shockwave formed when the space channel collapsed was too violent, beyond imagination.

Fang Cheng’s eyes slightly narrowed as he recalled the process of preventing that mysterious formidable enemy’s real body from descending.

Originally, under the dual support of "Infinite Continuous Punching" and "True Sun Fire," his stormy punches were like countless explosives being continuously injected into that halo.

The resulting massive kinetic energy was almost equivalent to the continuous detonation of multiple heavy bombs.

The counterforce alone was enough to shatter the arm bones of a typical S-class power user.

That was secondary.

When he finally used all his strength, punching through the halo, completely shattering that "gate," the ensuing spatial turbulence was the most lethal part.

That wasn’t an ordinary explosion shockwave, but the destructive effect of physical laws generated during dimensional collapse.

Countless minute spatial fissures, generated and annihilated in a flash.

At that moment, Fang Cheng felt as though his arm had been thrown into a meat grinder.

Countless sharp blades came from all directions, slicing his skin, cutting through muscles, and even his bones emitted cracking sounds.

The destructive explosive energy fiercely tore at his right arm that reached inside the "gate," then surged out, sweeping the surrounding area.

Back then, if he hadn’t timely utilized the "Everlasting Undying" Pile Skill in the air, and simultaneously used "True Sun Fire" to protect himself, forming a barrier similar to the Golden Bell Shield, absorbing most of the damage.

Even if he didn’t die, the entire right arm would have been blown to pieces, utterly destroyed.

Even so, the True Qi inside his body was massively depleted.

Fang Cheng’s eyes turned slightly serious, looking inward at his Dantian.

A vast blue ocean of True Qi resided there, tranquil and deep, without the slightest ripple.

A faint golden halo still covered the surface, a trace left by the True Sun Fire.

At this moment, Fang Cheng could clearly feel the water level of this vast ocean had inexplicably decreased by nearly a third.

One must know, ever since absorbing the essence of the "Deep Red Eye" and raising his constitution to 70 points, his Dantian capacity had more than tripled,

If such a battle had occurred in the past, it would have almost drained all his True Qi, even requiring him to overdraw his body’s potential.

Such an astonishing consumption was really breathtaking.

At the same time, it indirectly confirmed how terrifying the strength of the mysterious leader of that "Ideal Land" was.

Fang Cheng muttered secretly, feeling a twinge of heartache.

When he gets back to the East Capital this time, reabsorbing those two pieces of Ancient Relics, the radiation energy might just about be exhausted.

It seems he needs to find time to go back to Yong’an Island and take out the stock hidden in the trench cave for future emergencies.

"How is it, does it hurt much?"

Just as his thoughts drifted away, Lin Chuqiao’s gentle voice sounded in his ear.

Fang Cheng snapped back to reality, meeting those bright, flickering eyes.

Like a shimmering lake, full of unresolved affection and concern.

"Not bad."

Fang Cheng gathered his thoughts and gave her a slight smile:

"Mainly, your technique is excellent, almost as good as my medical skills."

Lin Chuqiao was taken aback by his words, then her cheeks blushed charmingly, and she couldn’t help but quietly retort:

"What do you mean, my medical skills aren’t that bad..."

The voice carried a hint of playful reproach, but it inexplicably lifted Fang Cheng’s mood.

Lin Chuqiao lowered her eyes and resumed focusing on treating her boyfriend’s wounds.

After about ten more minutes.

As the last piece of bandage was tied into a pretty bow, Fang Cheng’s heavily injured right arm was finally properly bandaged.

"It’s done."

Lin Chuqiao exhaled lightly, straightened up, and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

White gauze wrapped neatly from the shoulder all the way to the wrist.

In stark contrast with Fang Cheng’s bronze muscles, the shape looked rather comical.

"Haha, Fang Cheng, this look is nothing like the mighty and imposing appearance you had last night."

Pan Wendi had unknowingly put down the binoculars, and upon seeing Fang Cheng’s arm wrapped like a rice dumpling, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter:

"Especially the bow my cousin tied on you, it’s simply a stroke of genius, how does that saying go, a mighty tiger sniffing roses, it’s a contrasting cuteness."

Fang Cheng was speechless.

"What do you know?"

Lin Chuqiao blushed charmingly, gave Pan Wendi an irritated glance:

"This is a standard surgical knot, to prevent it from coming loose."

"I get it, I get it, I know everything."

Pan Wendi immediately raised his hands in surrender, laughing until his shoulders shook:

"My cousin’s skill is world-class, even tying a bandage is more artistic than others, right?"

Then, he leaned in with a cheeky smile and changed the subject:

"Hey, seriously, now that the Chen Family’s issue is settled and we’ve escaped danger, shouldn’t we go out to relax today?"

"We’ve been in Cui City for so long, busy investigating cases, fighting for our lives, haven’t even been on a yacht in Cuihai yet."

"I agree!"

Bai Ling immediately jumped up from the other end of the sofa, eyes shining, nodding vigorously:

"Last night scared me to death, my heart is still pounding, I need to eat something nice to calm my nerves! And go shopping to buy bags!"

"No."

Lin Chuqiao immediately shook her head and interrupted their fantasy.

Her expression returned to calmness and seriousness, pointing at Fang Cheng’s arm:

"We haven’t found Crow and Professor’s whereabouts yet, besides, Fang Cheng is injured now, it’s best not to move unnecessarily."

Then, Lin Chuqiao got up and went to the window, glanced at the street scene below, her voice lowered a few degrees:

"What’s more important is, after last night’s big commotion, now the entire police force in Cui City, and even the Special Search Team, are probably going crazy, searching the city for clues."

"We are now at the center of the storm, going out and showing our faces now would just be asking for trouble, so we must keep a low profile."

Pan Wendi and Bai Ling’s excitement instantly fell, like two frost-hit eggplants, they slumped back onto the sofa.

"Then what about finding people?"

Pan Wendi scratched his head.

Fang Cheng put on a loose shirt, covering the bandaged arm, and spoke calmly:

"No rush, for finding people, I’ve already called and asked Chen Xu’an for help."

Lin Chuqiao turned around, continued the conversation, slightly nodded:

"That’s right, the Chen Family is deeply rooted in Tian Nan Province with extensive connections. We helped them tremendously last night, they owe us this favor."

"Letting them step in and use worldly powers to find traces of Crow and Professor is much more efficient than us running around blindly."

She paused and concluded:

"What we need to do now is wait here..."