The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 729 - 718 Bone Setting One (Extra added as a reward for the book friend "*Sparrow*")

Chapter 729: Chapter 718 Bone Setting One (Extra added as a reward for the book friend "*Sparrow*")

Zhou Lijun also found the Ji Family strange, saying, "It makes sense to give it to Young Master Bai Shan since he truly was the lifesaver, but it’s nonsensical to send it to my younger aunt."

After all, the younger aunt was a doctor, who was supposed to treat people in the first place.

However, since the Ji Family had already offered it, Mr. Zhuang thought she could accept it, and Manbao accepted it as well.

This time the gift was light, at least compared to the previous two occasions, it was nothing—a few packs of pastries and some fabrics.

Manbao handed the fabrics to Zhou Lijun to put away, then opened the pastries to taste them and found them quite delicious.

Seeing Bai Shan passing by her window, Manbao hopped to the window, stuck her head out to stop him, and handed him the bag of pastries, laughing, "I’ve got these in my gift, they’re pretty tasty."

"I have them too." Though saying so, Bai Shan still reached into her bag and pinched a piece of pastry, tasted it, and then said, "It’s just average. Later on, I’ll get Aunt Rong to try some and figure out how to make them so we can make them ourselves next time."

Manbao nodded repeatedly, thinking it was a particularly good idea.

So she looked at the pastries in her hand, took another piece for herself, gave one to Zhou Lijun, and sent the rest to the kitchen for Aunt Rong.

Zhou SiLang, lying in the room across, was spacing out and naturally heard this conversation. After waiting a while and realizing no one was sending pastries to him, he called out, "Manbao, Manbao, your Fourth Brother is still awake here."

After finishing the pastries in her hand and dusting off her hands, Manbao went over and said, "Fourth Brother, you’ve been injured and you’re taking medicine now, you can’t eat pastries."

Zhou SiLang grumbled, "You’re lying. Pastries are sweet; they’re the perfect match for someone like me who’s taking bitter medicine."

"It’s true, Fourth Brother. I’m a doctor, and doctors don’t lie to their patients," Manbao patted her clothes and continued, "And you’re too late anyway; I’ve finished them all."

Zhou SiLang glared at her resentfully, deciding that starting from tomorrow he would start fending for himself abundantly.

He lifted his arm and asked, "When can my arm be set properly?"

"Tomorrow," Manbao answered. "Doctor Ji is coming over early in the morning."

Mentioning this brightened Manbao’s eyes. In fact, it wasn’t her first time seeing a doctor set bones; she had encountered several cases of broken legs or arms during her time at the pharmacy.

But it was always Doctor Ji and Doctor Ji Jr. who set the bones; she could only watch, unable to participate.

This time Doctor Ji said he would let her try; if she didn’t have enough strength, he would assist her.

Of course, Zhou SiLang was unaware of this.

Doctor Ji wanted to let Manbao have a go because firstly, she had a fair understanding of the human skeleton and could feel where and how the break was, which meant she had already learned half of the bone-setting skill.

With previous patients, it wasn’t suitable for her to practice, so she could only observe and learn whatever she could through perception.

However, now...

With a patient who didn’t mind Manbao practicing on him, Doctor Ji was naturally glad to let her try.

After probing Zhou SiLang’s arm for a long time, Doctor Ji started instructing Manbao, "Hold it here. The way you fixed the arm earlier wasn’t bad; even if he accidentally uses his arm, it can greatly reduce the potential for the bones to dislocate again. I’m afraid that touching his bone might cause it to deviate a bit, you hold it here..."

Zhou SiLang initially didn’t think anything of it. But as Doctor Ji became more detailed and Manbao began to exert force on his arm, Zhou SiLang couldn’t help but scream in agony—the bone was broken, after all.

Zhou SiLang shouted, "Manbao, Manbao, tell your Fourth Brother, am I your first bone-setting patient?"

As Manbao mustered her strength to pull on the arm, Zhou SiLang screamed again...

After the first round was completed, Manbao finally answered, "The first!"

Zhou SiLang was on the verge of tears, he grabbed onto Doctor Ji’s clothes and pleaded, "Doctor Ji, save me! I’m still young; I still want my hand."

Doctor Ji consoled him, "Don’t worry, your sister is quite capable."

Zhou SiLang really cried from the pain.

But Doctor Ji still wasn’t satisfied; after feeling his bone again, he shook his head, "No good, you didn’t use the right force. You pulled the flesh, not the bone; the bone hasn’t moved."

Doctor Ji continued instructing Manbao, and Zhou SiLang’s screams followed one after another.

Manbao, unbothered by the screams, knew that all the patients who went to the pharmacy for bone-setting would yell like this, and there were even those who cried out more miserably than Zhou SiLang.

Mr. Zhuang, Bai Shan, and Bai Erlang had all gone to the academy, leaving only Zhou Lijun, Daji, and the cook at home. Now the three of them gathered sympathetically at the window to watch Zhou SiLang.

Aunt Rong, feeling uneasy, shuddered and said, "I, I’d better go buy some pork bones, boil them to nourish Master Zhou Si."

Isn’t there a saying, ’you are what you eat’?

Zhou Lijun, feeling empathetic pain, could only cheer her Fourth Uncle on from the window, "Fourth Uncle, just bear with it. Once you’re better, I’ll cook you something delicious."

"I, I don’t want you to cook," Zhou SiLang retorted while tearing up, "Your cooking is as bad as Second Sister-in-law’s. You might as well buy me something tasty from the street."

Zhou Lijun then straightened up from the window and declared, "Fourth Uncle, I’ve decided. Once you’re well, I’ll make you my specialty white rice. You can eat as much as you want then."

Zhou SiLang: ...

Doctor Ji and Manbao continued their exchange, unperturbed, "You used the right force just now; just keep pulling like that. The bone is a bit more aligned, but sadly you don’t have enough strength. You have to keep applying continuous force."

Seeing Manbao gasping for breath, it was evident she wouldn’t be able to pull it off immediately.

He then said, "Take a break for now, I’ll join you in a bit."

Zhou SiLang, upon hearing this, finally felt reassured and looked gratefully at Doctor Ji, almost wanting to grab his hand in thanks.

But then Daji, outside the window, overheard and promptly rolled up his sleeves to come in, asking, "Need my help?"

Doctor Ji and Manbao were delighted to see him, "Daji, you’ve come at the perfect time. Later, you just hold down my Fourth Brother so he can’t move."

Zhou SiLang was taken aback, "That’s not necessary, right? I hardly moved at all just now."

Doctor Ji smiled at him reassuringly, "We aim to get it right in one go."

Manbao ran out of the room and brought back a chair from the study, asking Zhou SiLang to sit on it, "This will make it easier for us to exert force."

Zhou SiLang hesitated as he looked to Doctor Ji.

Doctor Ji smiled and nodded at him.

Zhou SiLang then reluctantly sat down.

Doctor Ji asked Manbao, "Feeling rested?"

Manbao nodded.

"Good. Then hold his hand while I pull. Pay close attention and feel how to apply the force," he instructed.

Manbao nodded vigorously.

Zhou SiLang still felt uneasy and was about to stand up when Daji’s hand pressed down on his shoulder, pinning him to the chair.