Chapter 82: Truly Using the Flesh Dumpling as Practice

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"Slow down."

Seeing Xiao Ruo running too fast, Fu Hanwen quickly strode forward to meet her.

No sooner had Fu Hanwen spoken when Xiao Ruo stepped on a rather large pebble, stumbled, and involuntarily cried out, "Brother Fu—"

Fu Hanwen's heart tightened, his feet moved swiftly, and he rushed over to her side, steadying her in time.

"Brother Fu, I think I've twisted my ankle," Xiao Ruo said, clutching his arm with a gloomy face.

Fu Hanwen frowned slightly and asked, "Which foot is it?"

"The right one."

"Stand still, let me have a look." As he said this, he squatted down and pressed on her right foot, his tone easing slightly, "It seems you've just twisted it; it shouldn't be serious."

Xiao Ruo froze, Brother Fu knew medicine too?

Xiao Ruo voiced her confusion.

With a hint of laughter in his voice, Fu Hanwen said, "Haven't you heard that illness turns patients into physicians? I've suffered many injuries, so I've naturally learned to treat minor aches and pains myself."