Hearing a timid voice of gratitude from behind, Lu Xuan instinctively turned his head and realized it was the girl who had just boarded the bus.

She was about 1.64 meters tall, with clear and bright eyes, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and flawless, fair skin with a faint blush. Her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals.

Standing there, she seemed to exude a fresh fragrance that subtly filled the bus, gradually spreading in everyone's hearts.

Lu Xuan was a bit surprised but immediately nodded towards her and smiled, saying, "You're welcome."

However, as soon as he spoke, the girl who was just making eye contact with him turned her head like a frightened rabbit, nervously gazing out the window.

Lu Xuan could even see the faint blush rapidly rising on her fair face as she turned away.

"What a shy girl."

Lu Xuan withdrew his gaze and continued watching the bustling scene outside the bus.

"Respected passengers, the vehicle is starting, please hold on to the handrail and watch your step."

As the familiar announcement sounded inside the bus, the previously stopped route 135 bus set off again for the next stop.

Throughout the journey, except for the "thank you" and "you're welcome," there was no other interaction between them.

However, due to the bumpy ride, their backs would occasionally touch inadvertently but then quickly separate.

What Lu Xuan didn't know was that these seemingly accidental touches made the girl behind him a bit nervous.

Lu Xuan didn't pay much attention.

In a crowded bus, unintentional touches are all too normal.

Moreover, he didn't even know who he was touching accidentally.

But just as the bus was turning at a corner, perhaps because it was going a bit fast, Lu Xuan, who was holding onto the overhead strap with one hand, suddenly leaned a lot forward, nearly collapsing onto the girl behind him.

A startled cry erupted inside the bus.

"The vehicle is turning, please hold on to the handrail and watch your step." The warning echoed throughout the bus simultaneously.

"I'm sorry."

Lu Xuan turned back, looking apologetic.

Seeing Lu Xuan suddenly apologizing, the girl instinctively brushed her hair back, revealing her blushing face: "It... it's okay."

However, as soon as she spoke, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her clear eyes lowered to her foot.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Xuan keenly noticed the flash of pain on her face.

She shook her head but didn't speak.

Since they weren't acquainted and the girl seemed quite timid, Lu Xuan didn't press further, thinking she was just shy about talking to strangers.

The rest of the journey was relatively smooth, without a repeat of that earlier incident.

Not long after, the route 135 bus stopped at the Qiu City Health Center stop.

The doors opened, and many people rushed off.

Lu Xuan followed the crowd and got off too.

The bus stop was a distance from the health center, requiring crossing the street and walking about a hundred steps.

At the intersection, as Lu Xuan patiently waited for the red light to change, he caught sight from the corner of his eye of the girl from the bus limping towards him.

Instinctively, Lu Xuan looked her way. As she neared, he couldn't help but ask again, "Are you okay?"

"I noticed your foot seems a bit inconvenient."

She blushed, looked up, gave Lu Xuan a slightly astonished glance, and after a moment said softly, "I might have twisted my ankle when getting on the bus earlier."

Lu Xuan recalled the scene where she chased the bus earlier and glanced down at her ankle.

It showed signs of bruising and looked a bit swollen.

Lu Xuan frowned.

Before he could say anything, he heard a movement next to him:

[Her ankle is swollen, the skin is bruised, and there are faint signs of bruising. Judging by her expression, it seems quite painful.

The outer ankle is protruding, the foot tilts inward. If pressing the outer ankle is considerably painful, it could be an ankle dislocation.

I wonder if our Dr. Lu has learned any bone-setting techniques.]

Dislocated?

Lu Xuan was taken aback, a wry smile appearing on his face.

He hadn't learned bone-setting techniques!

Typically, bone-setting in traditional medicine is specialized and requires dedicated study. Although his study in traditional Chinese medicine included some bone-setting knowledge, it wasn't extensive enough to correct a bone dislocation.

Earlier, seeing her limping, Lu Xuan thought he could help somehow, but now it seemed he couldn't even if he wanted to.

Helpless!

As he pondered this, more chatter arose around him:

[Does anyone here have any knowledge about bone-setting techniques?]

[I once read about bone-setting in a medical book, something called the Eight Methods of Bone-Setting.]

[What are the eight methods?]

[Push, grab, continue, adjust, connect, pinch, hold, and support; different methods apply to different fractures and dislocations. Sometimes multiple techniques are needed for complex cases.]

[Which technique would be suitable for this girl?]

[Supine, stretch the injured leg, preferably find two assistants. Without assistants, the girl must grip the heel of the injured leg from the outside, apply opposing tension, and press the inner and outer ankle with thumbs, fingers placed behind the ankle, and consolidate by straightening the ankle, keeping tension to flex and extend.]

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