"Well, it's healing well, and the callus is growing well. After all, you're young, and your recovery ability is good. You can remove the plaster today. From now on, you can move your right hand appropriately, but you still can't overuse it. Come back for a checkup in half a month. If you're sure there's no problem, you can use it. After all, it's your right hand, and it involves future functions, so it's better to be cautious."

The doctor looked at the X-ray in his hand and advised: "Be sure not to overuse your right hand. It is not very strong yet. It will take another half a month to fully heal. You can move your fingers every day to promote blood circulation and do some rehabilitation on your own. This way you will recover faster."

On Saturday, a rest day, Qiao Chu came to the hospital for a follow-up check-up, and Jia Xianxian followed him since she had nothing to do. They were both very happy to hear the doctor say that the patient had recovered well and the plaster could be removed today.

The process of removing the plaster is completely different from putting it on, and there is no pain at all. After the plaster was removed, Qiao Chu felt as if he had taken off a heavy armor, and he felt relaxed all over. During this month, the heavy plaster statue seemed to have grown together with her right hand, making her look heavy. Now, she is finally free and has lost 5 kilograms!

Qiao Chu took some Chinese patent medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and he and Jia Xianxian left the hospital happily.

"Xiao Qiao, you took off the plaster. I'm a little uncomfortable with it for a while. When I look at you, I always feel like something is missing."

Qiao Chu's mouth twitched: "...Don't mention you, even I am a little uncomfortable. I feel light and cold, as if I am not wearing any clothes."

Jia Xianxian had no way of understanding her feelings, nor did she want to. "Alas, it's finally okay. Now when I think of the day you got hurt, I still tremble in my heart. Let's learn from this lesson and stay away from crazy people like Lu Chao in the future."

Qiao Chu nodded vigorously: "Do I need to tell you this? I feel uncomfortable all over when I hear his name now, let alone getting close to him. It's simply an unexpected disaster. I hope that my luck will turn and everything will go smoothly."

"Yeah, yeah." Jia Xianxian rolled her eyes twice, stepped forward and took Qiao Chu's left arm, and asked, "Xiao Qiao, now that we've finished our business, shall we go home?"

Qiao Chu stopped, turned around and asked, "Well? Do you have anything else to do?"

"No, I just feel like I have a day off today and there's nothing to do when I get home, so why don't we go for a walk?"

Jia Xianxian pointed to the alley next to the hospital with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she had planned this in advance. "I heard that there are many special snacks on the street next to the hospital. I'm hungry now. How about going to eat something to fill my stomach first?"

Qiao Chu looked in the direction she pointed. It was a very narrow alley right next to the hospital. Although the alley was narrow, there were quite a lot of people. The alley was very lively with people coming and going. They were carrying all kinds of food in their hands, and some were eating while walking. Looking into the alley, you can vaguely see a few old signs with various signature snacks such as "Grilled Cold Noodles", "Mixed Cold Noodles", "Xinjiang Lamb Skewers", and "Taiwanese Grilled Sausages" written on them.

Looking at Jia Xianxian's greedy face, Qiao Chu nodded helplessly. It was a rare opportunity to come out, so it would be nice to just walk around and relax.

As soon as he entered the alley, the aroma of various delicacies filled his nose, and Qiao Chu, who was not hungry just now, couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Jia Xianxian was even more exaggerated. Her eyes lit up and she could judge which restaurant's food was delicious, which restaurant's snacks were more authentic, and which restaurant's snacks didn't need to be tasted at all just by smell. She was more sensitive than a police dog. If she could apply her passion for food to her studies, she would have become a genius student long ago. Even Qiao Chu, who has a system plug-in, might not be her match.

"Come on, Xiao Qiao, that potato chips shop is pretty good, let's go try some first."

Jia Xianxian quickly selected the first target and pulled Qiao Chu to the stall selling wolf tooth potato chips.

"Boss, could you give me some potato chips please?"

"Okay, do you want salt and pepper or original?"

"I want the original flavor. Please put more ketchup in it."

"Okay, wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

The potato strips just out of the pan are golden and shiny, and squeezed with thick, bright red tomato sauce, which looks very tempting.

Qiao Chu took one and put it in his mouth, "crunch". It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The natural aroma of the potato was fully stimulated by the hot oil. The sour and sweet taste of the ketchup also neutralized the greasiness after frying. It was perfect!

Jia Xianxian was obviously very satisfied. She kept stuffing potato strips into her mouth one by one, as if she was afraid that others would snatch them away. "It's so delicious! These potato strips are much better than the one next to our school! Xiao Qiao, you must call me when you come for a follow-up check next time. We can come over to eat then."

"……All right."

It's so delicious, it's nice to eat it again. Delicious food can really make people feel better, Qiao Chu thought happily.

"Xiao Qiao, I..."

"Go away!"

Suddenly, a man rushed towards them from the front. He was running so fast that the numerous obstacles in the narrow alley could not stop him. He even knocked down several passers-by along the way.

"ah--"

Jia Xianxian was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground, with the potato chips in her hand scattered all over the floor.

“Xianxian!”

Qiao Chu was startled, and quickly went forward to pull her up, nervously checking her whole body, fearing that she was injured somewhere.

"Xianxian, are you okay? Is there any pain?"

"I'm fine. What's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he have eyes? Oh - my potato chips!"

Jia Xianxian looked at the potato strips on the ground that had rolled into a ball of mud with grief and anger. She had only taken a few bites. They were so delicious, what a waste! Wasting food will bring punishment from God...

"Xianxian, don't worry about the potato chips. As long as you're okay..."

"Catch the thief quickly - the thief stole my bag - catch him -"

A shrill scream was heard, and a woman ran over, shouting "Catch the thief" as she ran, and quickly chased in the direction where the man had just disappeared.

Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian were shocked.

"What? That man just now was a thief? No wonder he rushed around without caring about anything. I should have stopped him earlier. What should I do? Can that woman catch the thief?"

Obviously it was impossible, the thief had already run away, and soon the woman returned empty-handed.

The kind-hearted person nearby came forward and asked, "Sister, did you lose your wallet? Was it stolen by that person just now? How much money did you lose? Do you want me to call the police for you?"

The woman looked dazed, as if she had been hit hard, and suddenly she yelled, "One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand!!"

Then she collapsed to the ground, crying loudly. Everyone gathered around her. No matter what they asked her, she didn't respond. She just kept shouting, "One hundred thousand - one hundred thousand -"

I don’t know who called the police, but two policemen arrived quickly.

"Who called the police? What happened?"

The person involved was so emotionally agitated that he was unconscious. The onlookers quickly explained the whole story to the police.

"Are there any witnesses?"

Jia Xianxian raised her hand: "Yes, police officer, my friend and I saw it."

"Okay, come back to the police station with me."

Just like that, Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian both went to the police station.

After arriving at the police station, the woman who lost the money was still crying and was unable to calm down and give a proper statement.

The police station specially sent a female police officer to try to calm her down.

"Sister, please calm down first. We will do our best to help you get your lost money back, provided you cooperate with us..."

"One hundred thousand--my one hundred thousand--"

The woman seemed to be in a state of madness and could not hear anything. She was probably in her forties. Although her clothes were neat, the style was very old. It should have been a popular style more than ten years ago. The leather shoes on her feet were worn for many seasons. The uppers were black and had no luster. They were obviously artificial leather with dense horizontal stripes. They looked like they had been worn for a long time and had curled edges.

It can be seen that the woman's family is not wealthy, and the stolen money must be very important to her.

"Sister, please stop crying. Please believe us. We are the people's police..."

Hearing the word "police", the woman stopped crying, raised her head, and finally saw the police uniform worn by the policewoman in front of her. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the policewoman's hand, like a drowning person grabbing the only life-saving straw, crying: "Police, it's really the police, you must help me! I lost my money, it was stolen by a thief, a full 100,000 yuan!"

She cried out of breath, breathing rapidly, "That was the medical expenses I just collected, my child was still waiting to be saved, and it was stolen while I was eating a bowl of noodles... Child, mommy is sorry for you - I deserve to die -"

The woman became more and more agitated, and finally her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The policewoman quickly helped her sit on the chair next to her and kept comforting her.

"Sister, sister, are you okay? Don't get too excited!"

It took a while for the woman to recover. As soon as she regained consciousness, she started crying again, "One hundred thousand—one hundred thousand—"

The policewoman felt relieved to see that she was awake, but her emotions could not stabilize for a while and she could not provide any useful information. It seemed that she had to find another way.

The policewoman sighed, came up to Qiao Chu and asked gently, "Two little sisters, did you see what the thief looked like?"

Jia Xianxian shook her head: "I didn't see his face. I was knocked down by the thief. When I got up, I saw his back."

"Yeah……"

The policewoman was very disappointed. The alley was full of food stalls. There wasn't even a decent restaurant, and there wasn't a single camera installed. She finally found a witness, but she couldn't see his face clearly. What should she do?

Are we just going to let the thief get away like this?

She looked back at the woman who was still crying, and felt very sad when she saw the miserable look on her face as if she had lost all hope in life.

That's life-saving money. Losing that hundred thousand yuan is like the sky falling down for a woman. In more serious cases, the child who is waiting for the money to save his life may not be able to survive. Human life is at stake!

At this time, a melodious voice sounded: "I saw it, I saw the thief's face."

"real?"

The policewoman fixed her eyes on Qiao Chu, her eyes shining, and asked anxiously: "Little sister, did you really see it?"

Qiao Chu nodded: "Yes, I really saw it. When the thief knocked Xianxian down, he raised his head and I took a look."

"Just one glance?"

Can you remember that...

It was such a busy alley, and the thief stole the money blatantly, but no one noticed. The only witnesses were two little girls, one of whom only saw the back, and the other only took a quick look...

But there is no other way at the moment, we can only hope that this little girl has a good memory.

The policewoman reported the situation to her superior, and then brought in a male policeman.

"Little sister, this is the policeman in our bureau who specializes in drawing suspect portraits. Try to recall the thief's appearance and describe it to this uncle. He will draw a portrait of the thief, so that we can find the person according to the portrait."

"Okay, I understand. The thief was not very old, only about 20 years old. He was very thin, with a long face, sunken cheeks, and prominent brow bones..."

An hour later, the male policeman handed the newly drawn portrait to Qiao Chu and asked, "Take a look, does this look like it?"

Qiao Chu looked at the portrait carefully and shook his head: "No."

"Well, then tell me what's not the same, and I'll change it."

"His nose is not so wide, and his lips are a little lower..."

Afterwards, the male policeman changed it several times, but no matter how he changed it, Qiao Chu just felt that it didn't look like him.

Time passed quickly, and it was getting dark...

Qiao Chu was a little anxious. She was afraid that if she went back too late, Qiao Weimin would be worried. However, she couldn't leave in this situation. If she called back and said that she was in the police station, no matter what the reason, Qiao Weimin would be scared to death...

She thought for a moment and said to the male police officer who was still modifying the portrait, "Uncle policeman, how about letting me try?"

The male police officer looked up and asked in confusion: "Try? Try what?"

"Try to draw a portrait of the thief. I think since I saw it myself, it should be more accurate if I draw it."

The male police officer was surprised, "Little sister, have you ever learned sketching?"

Jia Xianxian, who was almost falling asleep while waiting nearby, also perked up, "Xiao Qiao, have you learned sketching? How come I didn't know that?"

Qiao Chu shook his head: "I haven't learned it. I'm just very interested in sketching. Sometimes I draw a few at home, but I just draw casually. I can't be as professional as the police uncle."

The male police officer hesitated: "Then... can you do it?"

He had been painting portraits for so many years, but he had never met a witness who wanted to paint his portrait himself. This was the first time this happened, and he was unsure for a moment.

At this time, the female police officer spoke up. She said to the male police officer, "Master Wang, let this young lady give it a try. Anyway, there is no progress now. It is not a solution to continue like this. Why not let her try? Maybe it will work."

Master Wang thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, then why don't you try it?"

He handed the sketchbook and pencil in his hand to Qiao Chu.

Seeing that things were beginning to develop in a strange direction, Jia Xianxian hurried out to stop them, "Xiao Qiao, you forgot that your right hand cannot move yet, don't hurt it again!"

Master Wang took a look at Qiao Chu's right hand and saw that it was a little unnatural. He asked, "What's wrong with your right hand? If it's injured, don't force it."

He studied painting, and he could understand the importance of hands to a person better than others. Besides, the girl in front of him was so young...

Qiao Chu smiled at Jia Xianxian, signaling her not to worry, "It's just a fracture, but I still have my left hand."

Her left hand is now becoming more flexible. Although not as good as her right hand, it is enough for drawing a portrait.

Qiao Chu closed his eyes and recalled the thief's appearance in his mind: forehead, eyebrows, nose, mouth...

Every detail was remembered, thanks to her photographic memory.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, picked up a pencil and began to draw.

Half an hour later, Qiao Chu put down his pen and handed the portrait to Master Wang, "Okay, it's him!"

Master Wang and the policewoman looked down and saw——

Oh my god, the painting is so lifelike. Don’t worry about whether it looks like the thief or not. The painting skills alone are amazing!

Master Wang nodded as he looked at it. "It's a great painting. The lines are smooth and natural. Your level is higher than mine. Little sister, are you really not a professional painter?"

"Really not, I'm just an ordinary high school student, I just like drawing more."

In the "Painting" project of the "Comprehensive Development" of the system, Qiao Chu chose sketching and has been learning it for a while. She learned sketching from the best painters in the world, so a mere portrait is no problem at all.

Jia Xianxian came up to the portrait and exclaimed, "Xiao Qiao, you painted it really well, didn't you?"

When did this good friend acquire this skill? Xueba is really omnipotent...

The policewoman took the portrait and asked again, "Little sister, are you sure that the person in this portrait is the thief?"

Qiao Chu nodded without hesitation: "I am very sure, it is definitely the person in the portrait."

"Okay then. I'll report to the leader right away, and we'll quickly find the person based on the portrait."

After that, there was nothing else for Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian. When they left the police station, it was almost dinner time. Afraid that their families would worry, they hurried home.

On Monday, the school day, after two classes, during the break time, Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian were called to the principal's office.

The two entered the office confused, but unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

It was the policewoman who was in the police station on Saturday. She was still in her neat police uniform and was looking at the two of them with a smile.

Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian hurried forward to greet her: "Hello, police sister. I didn't expect to see you here. What are you doing here today? Did you catch the thief that day?"

The policewoman smiled and replied gently: "The thief has been caught and the money has been recovered and returned to the owner. Don't worry."

"Really? That's great!"

This is really good news. The woman that day was so miserable and so sympathetic. Qiao Chu and Jia Xianxian had discussed that if the money could not be recovered, the two of them would pool their money and donate some money to the woman so that she could cure her child's illness first.

Unexpectedly, the money was recovered before they could take any action. The people’s police are so great and efficient!

"Police sisters, you are awesome!"

The policewoman smiled and shook her head, looking at Qiao Chu with approval, and said, "It's not us who are good, it's this classmate who is good. Because of your portrait, we were able to solve the case so quickly."

They didn't have much hope in the first place, after all, the portrait was drawn by a teenager, and she only took one look at the thief, so it was hard to say how accurate it was. However, after the man was caught, everyone in the police station was stunned. The thief was exactly like the person in the simulated portrait, with a similarity of over 95%. Even an old scar about one centimeter long above the thief's right eyebrow was not removed. It was simply amazing.

"Really? Police sister, does Xiao Qiao's drawing really look like that thief?"

The policewoman nodded: "Yes, very similar, exactly the same."

Jia Xianxian's face was full of admiration: "Xiao Qiao, you are so amazing! I didn't expect you have such a unique skill. When you have time, you must draw a picture for me. However, you must draw me more beautifully, I..."

“Ahem—”

Seeing that Jia Xianxian's words had deviated from the main topic, the principal who had been watching interrupted her and looked at Qiao Chu with a look of relief: "Qiao Chu, you have made a great contribution this time. Today, the comrades from the Public Security Bureau came here specially to praise you."

"Praise me?" Qiao Chu quickly shook his head. "It is the duty of every citizen to cooperate with the police in investigating the case. This is what I should do. Besides, I just made a small contribution. The police are the ones who really work hard. Compared with them, I am nothing."

The policewoman was touched and said to the principal, "Principal Yin, your school teaches really well and the students are very conscious."

Principal Yin smiled and said proudly, "Well, in addition to students' academic performance, our Haishi No. 1 Middle School has always attached great importance to the cultivation of moral character. It takes ten years to grow a tree and a hundred years to cultivate a person. We hope that the students who graduate from Haishi No. 1 Middle School will not only be good at studying, but also have decent character."

"It really deserves to be the key middle school in Hai City. If I have a child in the future, I will send him to study here."

“Hehehe——” Principal Yin laughed even more happily, his face full of smiles, “You are most welcome!”

The policewoman then turned her gaze to Qiao Chu, "Qiao Chu, don't be so modest. You really helped us a lot this time, so our leader asked me to send you a banner to express my gratitude."

After she finished speaking, she unfolded the strip of object she had been holding in her hand, revealing a silk banner with the words: To Qiao Chu, a student at Hai City No. 1 Middle School. In the middle were four large gold-plated characters - Miraculous Skills. The signature was from the Beicheng District Public Security Bureau.

Uh... isn't this magical skill too mysterious? Qiao Chu really doesn't deserve it.

"This... this is really an exaggeration. I just helped a little, and I really can't take it seriously."

But the banner had already been made and was delivered to her personally, so she couldn't refuse. Finally, the principal decided to let her accept it, and it was hung in the principal's office for the principal to show off... uh, no, for others to see.

After this incident spread around the school, classmates gave Qiao Chu a mysterious nickname - God's Left Hand.