Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 164 - 144: Lin Chuqiao’s Ability

Patter.

A shadow nimbly vaulted over the wall, landing in the yard like a large bird.

Upon closer inspection, the figure had both arms spread open, astonishingly carrying two people.

"They haven’t followed, you can put me down now..."

Lin Chuqiao nestled against Fang Cheng’s chest, speaking softly, her cheeks and ears flushed red.

Fang Cheng nodded at her words and then released his hands.

"Ouch!"

Pan Wendi, however, cried out as if he hadn’t steadied himself, almost tumbling down.

"Wendi, how’s your injury?"

Lin Chuqiao immediately asked with concern.

"It’s nothing, just feeling a bit numb, Fang Cheng’s strength is just too great."

Pan Wendi spoke with a slightly weak voice, his square face flushed red.

Fang Cheng looked at him speechlessly.

It was understandable for Lin Chuqiao to blush, the physical contact between men and women being a sensitive matter.

But you, a grown man, are just slightly injured; what’s there to blush about?

Then he turned to look at the house in the courtyard with the locked door, asking Lin Chuqiao:

"Is this the place?"

"Yes, but unfortunately, I didn’t bring the key."

Lin Chuqiao looked down at the ground, picked up a brick, ready to smash the lock open.

"Let me do it."

Fang Cheng, seeing this, stepped forward and gripped the brass padlock with both hands.

Then, with a fierce pull, he ripped out the padlock along with the latch plate, lock catch, even the screws.

It looked as if he almost took the whole door down with it.

"Bro, can I call you ’bro?’ Is that okay?"

Pan Wendi immediately exclaimed with an admiring tone.

Lin Chuqiao patted his shoulder, urging him:

"Stop joking, hurry up and go in."

The door creaked open.

Fang Cheng surveyed the interior, which was covered in dust and cobwebs.

It seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

There were all sorts of junk and trash on the floor, leftovers on the table, a rotten apple with one bite taken out of it, and a dead rat in the corner.

"Why is it so dirty? It was so clean when I left."

Lin Chuqiao looked at the scene before her with a puzzled face, then indignantly said:

"When I wasn’t here, it must have been sublet again by the landlord!"

Pan Wendi laughed heartily:

"No worries, having a place to rest is good enou—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his body suddenly lurched forward, collapsing straight down.

It was as if he had been propped up by sheer willpower, and upon reaching a safe place, he could no longer hold on.

Fang Cheng quickly caught the collapsing Pan Wendi, then turned to Lin Chuqiao:

"What’s wrong with your cousin? Is his injury very serious?"

Lin Chuqiao also quickly stepped forward, helping to support Pan Wendi:

"He overstressed his abilities and exhausted himself."

She glanced toward the bedroom, then said hastily:

"There’s a bed inside, I’ll go tidy it up, you help me support him for now."

A few minutes later, after Lin Chuqiao had made a simple arrangement of the bedding.

Fang Cheng helped Pan Wendi to the bed so he could lie flat.

The living conditions here were quite basic as the place had been unoccupied for a long time; not even a mat was on the bed.

Pan Wendi lay directly on the wooden bed, eyes closed, breathing faint.

His complexion was pale, with an abnormal flush, and beads of cold sweat even appeared on his forehead.

After checking the injuries, Lin Chuqiao’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, she prepared to go out and buy some blankets and daily necessities.

Even though the climate on Yong’an Island was relatively warm, and it wasn’t very cold at night, Pan Wendi had injuries and needed to ensure basic resting conditions.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng said:

"I’ll go buy them; neither you nor Pan Wendi should show your faces right now."

After persuading her, he left the house alone and vaulted over the wall again.

Landing quietly in the alley outside the yard, Fang Cheng scanned the surroundings swiftly.

Seeing no suspicious figures, he walked toward the main street.

This small courtyard was a place where Lin Chuqiao had stayed during a vacation on Yong’an Island two years ago.

The rent was paid in one go for three years, and afterward, she left due to some issues and had never come back.

Since Pan Wendi was seriously injured, they could easily reveal their identities, so it was inconvenient to return to the training camp’s base.

Following Lin Chuqiao’s instruction, Fang Cheng took them to this spot for temporary refuge.

Everything was pitch-dark around, and the environment seemed quite secluded, a private courtyard with few disturbances.

After going through several alleys, Fang Cheng quickly reached a brightly lit main street.

There were few pedestrians, and many street-side shops were closed.

Passing by a restaurant that was still open, the sound of the news broadcast could be heard.

Checking the time, it was almost 7:30.

In East City, at this time, many people had just finished work and were dining, and the nightlife hadn’t even started yet.

However, on this island, many shops were already preparing to close for the day.

Fang Cheng walked down the street for quite a while before finding a small supermarket that hadn’t closed yet.

He went in and bought a quilt, mat, and some additional items like washbasins, towels, and kettles.

Ten minutes later, carrying two large bags, he paid and left the supermarket.

Passing by the restaurant that was still open, he then ordered a few stir-fries with a local accent.

The owner, who was idly watching TV, immediately stood up with a smile and began to enthusiastically drum up business.

The whole trip took less than half an hour.

Fang Cheng, laden with bags both big and small, returned to the courtyard and climbed over the wall again.

At this moment, Lin Chuqiao was sweeping a pile of trash out the door.

The windows were open letting in fresh air, the lights inside were bright, and the place was neatly arranged, even the chairs and tables had been wiped clean with old rags.

It was unexpected to see her feisty in appearance yet quite diligent and deft at household chores.