"Alas, I'm getting old, my hands always tremble uncontrollably. Yougui, let your uncle try again, I guarantee he can set your broken leg."

Zhao Qiufeng was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "Grandpa, please let me go."

Zhao Qiufeng's wife felt sorry for her husband; her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

A look of desolation flashed in the eyes of the Liu couple at the same time.

Liu felt somewhat guilty, knowing full well that her uncle was getting senile, how could she have become senile as well?

Uncle is in such a state, how can he possibly be cured? "Uncle, let it go."

Old Zhao was anxious. "Niece-in-law, how can this be left unresolved? If Yougui's leg can't be cured, his life is over."

Knowing that his uncle had mistaken him for someone else, Zhao Yougui glanced at his perfectly healthy legs. At that moment, he almost wished he were crippled.

"Uncle, let me take you home." Zhao Yougui felt that if the old man didn't leave soon, his son would inevitably suffer more.

He regrets it now; he shouldn't have listened to his mother and should have followed his uncle to learn medicine.

Zhao Qiufeng agreed with his father, "Grandpa, my leg will heal on its own, you should go back first."

His great-uncle's two blows just now almost killed him. Now he can only pray that his great-uncle will forget to treat his leg tomorrow.

Old Zhao got annoyed by the two men in front of him constantly trying to shoo him away, and raised his voice several notches. "Yougui, what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't get your leg set, you'll never be able to walk again."

Zhao Qiufeng was in so much pain he was almost crying, "Grandpa, I..."

"Shut up! If you try to kick me out again, I really won't take care of you anymore." Old Zhao said sternly, then suddenly turned his gaze to Qiu Yan.

"You've read so many medical books, haven't you? For my cousin's leg, please help him out."

Upon hearing Old Zhao's words, everyone in the room turned their gaze to Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan, whose name was mentioned, twitched slightly. Old Zhao had never personally seen her practice medicine and save lives, so how could he really trust her?

Zhao Qiufeng instinctively pulled back, but his right leg was in too much pain, so he dared not move.

He didn't hear wrong, did he?

He shook his head vigorously, clearly not believing that Qiu Yan knew medicine. "Grandpa, this is not something to joke about."

Liu and Zhao Yougui were a little uneasy, after all, Qiu Yan had never treated anyone before.

But their son's leg... it really worried the couple to death.

Clinging to a last glimmer of hope, Liu asked, "Uncle,... will this... work?"

Zhao Yougui looked at Qiu Yan: "Qiu Yan, do you really know medicine?"

Zhao Qiufeng's wife looked at her husband's swollen right leg with heartache, feeling conflicted.

She wanted her man to get back on his feet, but she was also afraid that treatment would only make things worse.

Qiu Yan slowly stepped forward. When Zhao Qiufeng saw her coming, he shrank back again. "Qiu Yan, are you... really... sure you can do it?"

“No problem.” Old Zhao seemed even more confident than Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan gently touched the injured area on Zhao Qiufeng's right calf. "Uncle Zhao, how long have you had this leg injury?"

Qiu Yan was much gentler than her great-grandfather. Her soothing tone made Zhao Qiufeng feel more at ease.

But I'm still a little scared.

"Not long ago, a few days ago, I went up the mountain to hunt some game to supplement my family's income, but unfortunately I fell and injured my leg."

"It's a fracture, Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Your leg isn't dislocated, it's easy to set."

In her past life, Qiu Yan suffered many injuries, both major and minor, and the harsh conditions of the outside world taught her many survival instincts.

Once, during a battle with the enemy, her comrade also injured his leg. They were trapped in a cave and couldn't get out. At that time, she boldly set her comrade's leg.

Because she had fractured her bone in her previous life and had learned how to set bones for it.

Thinking back to the scene of saving someone on the street last time, Qiu Yan felt that it was a real pity she wasn't an orthopedic surgeon.

Old Zhao nodded and pointed to two parts of Zhao Qiufeng's right leg.

"Yes, that's right, his leg bone is broken. Girl, use your fingers to press on these two places and squeeze them firmly, and my nephew's lower leg can be corrected."

Old Zhao spoke casually, but it sent a chill down Zhao Qiufeng's spine.

Old Zhao was obsessed with medical skills and did not notice Zhao Qiufeng's trembling body.

He turned to look at Liu. "Niece-in-law, go find two wooden sticks, firewood sticks will do."

After much deliberation, Liu finally decided to trust Qiu Yan this once.

She quickly left the house to look for a wooden stick.

Qiu Yan realized that she was being forced into this situation.

"Uncle Zhao, believe me, just bear with it, you'll be fine soon."

After Qiu Yan finished speaking, Old Man Zhao found a dark cornbread from somewhere and stuffed it into Zhao Qiufeng's mouth.

Qiu Yan gave Zhao Qiufeng ample mental preparation, and then slowly applied force with both hands to grasp Zhao Qiufeng's right calf, lifting and pressing it up and down, and squeezing it left and right.

Zhao Qiufeng's expression changed instantly, and sweat dripped from his head down his cheeks onto his clothes.

This time, I was completely terrified.

Because, compared to the previous two times, the pain was much less this time.

He spat out the cornbread in his mouth and groaned.

"My leg..."

Zhao Qiufeng's voice woke up his youngest son, who was fast asleep next to him, and he started crying with his little mouth wide open.

Zhao Yougui and Zhao Qiufeng's wife, who were standing nearby, froze, staring nervously at Zhao Qiufeng's right calf.

Only Old Zhao continued to smile at Qiu Yan, saying, "Not bad."

Qiu Yan is bold and meticulous, which suits him perfectly.

Old Zhao couldn't help but think that if he were ten years younger, he would definitely take this girl as his apprentice.

Hearing her son's groans, Liu felt heartbroken and rushed into the house with two wooden sticks in her hand.

When Old Man Zhao saw her come in, he quickly took the wooden stick from her hand. Finding it too long, he asked Zhao Yougui to break off a section. Then he asked Liu for some tattered clothes.

After a flurry of activity using these items, Qiu Yan finally managed to immobilize Zhao Qiufeng's lower leg.

"Uncle Zhao, it's done."

"That's it?" Zhao Qiufeng felt as if he were in a dream. "Grandpa, you should have had Qiu Yan do it a long time ago."

If Qiu Yan had been the one to set his bones in the first place, he could have avoided suffering twice. "Qiu Yan, thank you."

"Qiu Yan is such a quick learner." Old Zhao praised Qiu Yan, then said to Zhao Qiufeng, "We'll disassemble it once it's fully healed. In the meantime, you should rest and recuperate at home."

The worry on Liu's face dissipated considerably, and she hurriedly thanked Qiu Yan profusely, "Miss Qiu Yan, you are a great benefactor to our family."

Zhao Yougui also said, "Qiu Yan, if you ever need my help in the future, just let me know."

Qiu Yan: "Uncle Zhao, Grandpa and Grandma, it was nothing, no need to thank me."

Zhao Qiufeng's wife excitedly grasped Qiu Yan's hands, "Qiu Yan, thank you so much for today."

Qiu Yan: "Auntie, don't thank me anymore. I did this all thanks to my great-grandfather's guidance."

Old Zhao waved his hand and laughed, "Girl, let them thank you if they want. You deserve it."

He was also grateful that Qiu Yan had come with him today and had been a great help.