With a single lift and a shake, there were no superfluous movements, just within two breaths, Ding Yuhuan, the lovely chubby girl's broken limbs seemed to have already returned to their original state. Not only that, Shen Qiang, who was squatting in front of her, undid her shirt buttons and slipped his hand into her bosom.
Needless to say, at this moment, Shen Qiang, without a doubt, was performing the bone setting for her chest and ribs.
"How is that possible!"
After being infected by the bacteria released from Shen Qiang's Plague Source, and with snot still hanging under his nose, He Pangszi stared dumbfounded at Shen Qiang, whose movements were calm and undisturbed, filled with shock.
"Oh my God! Shen Qiang is so impressive. I thought he was scared stiff by He Pangszi's bone-setting technique when he was standing there motionless, damn! This easy-going technique, the confident gaze, the clear and concise movements, are absolutely at a grandmaster level!"
