"Ow! Instructor, I've sprained my ankle!"
Not long into the run, another problem arose. A girl had fallen to the ground, clutching her ankle in agony.
Liu Jie fought through her own exhaustion and jogged over. After a quick inspection, her eyes fell on Zhao Rui, who was standing nearby.
"The burden falls on the capable. You can treat this, right?"
Zhao Rui set down the girl he was carrying and walked over. He crouched down to examine the fallen girl's ankle. It wasn't red or swollen; just a minor sprain.
He then said to the girl, "Relax!"
He grabbed her foot. With a deft application of force, he gave it a gentle twist and manipulated the ankle with his fingers before saying, "There. You can walk now, but take it easy!"
The girl on the ground heard him and quickly rotated her ankle. Just as he'd said, the pain was gone.
She looked both happy and resigned. "I don't know whether to thank you or curse you. Now I have to start running again!"
