In Western dicine, there’s no concept of bone-setting; they tend to prefer scientific dicine, using splints to gradually correct fractured bones. This thod isn’t ineffective, just slow, and it affects daily life.
Westerners have never seen traditional Chinese bone-setting. Suddenly witnessing a female doctor from Hua Country manipulating their injured hand, initially wanting to curse and ask for soone else because of the pain, they suddenly realize their arm is healed. The feeling of astonishnt is indescribable.
Her blue eyes widened, full of admiration, "Oh my God, are you a magician?"
"This is traditional Chinese bone-setting."
The elderly woman showed a look of sudden understanding, giving her a thumbs-up and nodding repeatedly, "I know, you people from Hua Country are amazing, everyone knows kung fu, is this martial arts?"
Jiang Nuan’s mouth twitched, she let her sit back in her original position, applied a splint to her arm, wrapped it with a bandage, and explained, "This isn’t kung fu, it’s traditional Chinese bone-setting."
"Traditional Chinese bone-setting." The elderly woman stamred as she followed her, then gave a thumbs-up, "You Chinese dicine is impressive!"
Hearing soone praise her country’s dical skills, Jiang Nuan raised her lips, feeling a surge of pride. After helping her fasten the bandage, she stood aside, "You still need to wear a splint for two days. Don’t lift heavy objects with this hand during these two days. After two days, you can remove the splint. If you’re worried, you can go to the hospital and get a scan. Personally, I suggest you don’t need to go to the hospital again."
The elderly woman held her injured arm, nodding repeatedly, "Okay, thank you, young lady from Hua Country."
"No need to thank , it’s my duty."
As she quickened her pace to pack the dical box, her heart was anxiously pondering why the police who just went in hadn’t co out yet.
What’s going on with Fu Yi?
She turned around, full of worry, planning to barge in herself to find soone if nothing else worked, and her forehead bumped into a hard chest.
"Ugh."
The bump didn’t hurt, but it startled Jiang Nuan.
Before she could raise her head, her arms were suddenly grabbed by soone, who checked her up and down, an overwhelming sense of intrusion surrounding her.
In sight, an enlarged handso face was full of anxiety.
Fu Yi had a cold expression, silently and domineeringly inspecting her thoroughly inside and out. Only after confirming her clothes were tidy and there were no visible injuries did he relax, but the fear had been so intense that his face still didn’t look good.
Jiang Nuan endured his inspection silently, waiting until his movents slowly stopped, then looked at him with a pair of teary eyes, her voice restrained and uneasy, "Why, why are you in Mahali? I didn’t know, I only realized when I saw you across the street just now. I heard there were gunn inside, are you alright?"
He stood here perfectly fine, seemingly uninjured, but Jiang Nuan detected a scent of blood on him, making her uncertain.
Fu Yi said nothing, lowering his eyes to stare at her, like a puppet.
Jiang Nuan beca increasingly anxious, ignoring the awkwardness of seeing him for the first ti after their divorce, stepped forward to grab his hand, her upturned face filled with concern, "Are you injured? Where’s the wound? Co, let treat it for you."
"..."
The little woman in front of him had bright, white teeth, fair skin, black hair, a slender and graceful neck, looking just the sa as before, even more captivating than when in Hechuan County.
The look in her eyes as she looked up at him was filled with watery light, still stubborn yet charming as he rembered.
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