Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 104 Reach out

Will Li Chunhua show any strength?

Of course he won't.

When Lin Fan saw his expression change from elated to dejected in an instant, he knew the answer without the need for him to answer.

Song Ren just finished the beating. He hadn't boxed like this for a long time, and he felt very happy.

Originally, he didn't need to pay attention to Li Chunhua's suggestion. But Lin Fan looked over.

In Song Ren's eyes, behind Lin Fan were the shadows of stars. He thought about all the things that happened in the stars during this period, which made him excited and wanted to show off in front of Lin Fan.

"Have you rested?" Song Ren's face was not red, and he was not panting. Only the fine beads of sweat on his head showed how intense exercise he had just performed.

"Okay." Lin Fan stood up, his hands having regained some strength.

Li Chunhua also stood up, returned to his punching bag position, and continued boxing.

"Li Chunhua, five thousand each for fists and legs." Song Ren faced Lin Fan and ordered without looking back.

Li Chunhua happily accepted the task and started hitting quickly.

Lin Fan suspected that this was revenge for asking Song Ren to box just now, but Li Chunhua was happy with it, so there was nothing wrong with it.

"The following is the whip kick. Have you learned it before?" Song Ren ignored Li Chunhua and focused his attention on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, and at Song Ren's signal, he used a whip kick.

Song Ren easily grabbed her ankle, and Lin Fan lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, there were soft cushions on the field. If Lin Fan fell, it wouldn't hurt too much, but he would be a little confused.

She stretched her arms to get up, and saw a big hand stretched out in front of her.

Seeing Lin Fan fall, Song Ren quickly released her ankle. I wanted to let her find her center of gravity and stabilize herself. But Lin Fan was not flexible enough and fell down anyway.

There was a soft cushion, so Song Ren wasn't afraid of her falling. When it comes to physical training, it is normal to be beaten and beaten. Lin Fan had better get used to it from now on.

He stretched out his hand in front of Lin Fan, trying to pull her up.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan kept his hands on the ground and looked at his hands without moving them for a long time.

What is she looking at? Song Ren didn't know why, and there was nothing dirty in his hands.

Then I quickly remembered that the book I borrowed from Jin Sichen mentioned that patients with depression are resistant to contact with other people because they cannot express their emotions well and have emotional disorders.

Although he has been giving her massages and massages for so long, these are all physical therapies.

All contact is separated by a layer of towels. Lin Fan might have regarded him as a physical therapist.

There has indeed never been direct skin contact like today, and it was a handshake.

Lin Fan's recent state has been relatively good, but it has only improved in some aspects. After all, she had too many problems, and it would take a long time to recover from them all.

Song Ren stretched out his hand and never took it back. Lin Fan also watched his hand without moving. It didn't feel like an outstretched hand, but something extremely dangerous.

The long silence even startled Li Chunhua who was boxing. He stopped, looked at the silent scene in front of him, and probably guessed what was going on.

Hold on! Hold on! He screamed in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a sound on his face, just watching helplessly.

Lin Fan carried out a huge and complicated mental activity, and the moment Song wanted to take back his hand, he put his hand on it.

Song Ren was ready to give up, but at the last moment...

Sure enough, persistence is still useful. He pulled Lin Fan up with a gentle force.

"Continue?" He was not sure whether Lin Fan needed to take a rest now.

"Continue." Lin Fan looked at him decisively.

Satisfied, Li Chunhua turned back to punch the sandbag, each punch filled with joy.

In this way, Lin Fan began her journey of physical training. Boring punches and kicks are also a mental workout for her. She remained silent and worked hard to complete the training given to her by Song Ren.

Lin Fan could feel how terrifying Song Ren was every time after training.

The tasks he customized for himself every day seemed out of reach, but every time he finished practicing, he could squeeze out the last bit of her energy.

This shows how well Song Ren understands Lin Fan's physical potential.

As you become more proficient in the moves, hitting a sandbag is no longer enough. Lin Fan entered the sparring stage.

Song Ren and Li Chunhua took turns to coordinate Lin Fan's movements. Train her dodge, block, and attack reactions.

There will inevitably be some accidental injuries during this process.

When the handle hit Lin Fan's body, it only hurt at the time and the skin was a little red. By the next day, the red area started to turn blue, then purple.

It was already early winter. Lin Fan was training in a long-sleeved T-shirt and long pants. With his clothes blocked, he couldn't see anything.

Lin Fan himself remained silent until Dr. Xiao found Song Ren.

"What have you been practicing recently?" Dr. Xiao asked angrily.

"Resistance training." Song Ren replied, "What's wrong?"

"Are you going to beat Lin Fan?" Doctor Xiao frowned.

Song Ren thought for a moment and explained: "The two of us are sparring. Lin Fan hits us, but sometimes there are some moves to test her avoidance reaction. If she can't dodge, she will be hit. The anti-hit training hasn't started yet. Why? Already?"

When Dr. Xiao heard what was going on, he became less angry and just sighed: "Lin Fan has a lot of bruises on his arms and legs. I originally thought..."

Song Ren and Jin Sichen frowned after hearing this. Li Chunhua was very surprised. It's obvious that they have all restrained their efforts.

"Can I go in now?" Jin Sichen wanted to go in and take a look.

During Lin Fan's physical examination, everyone except Dr. Xiao and Wu Yi waited outside the door because they sometimes needed to take off their clothes.

After Dr. Xiao nodded, Jin Sichen took the lead and opened the door of the infirmary.

Lin Fan sat on a chair and saw Jin Sichen walking in with a gloomy expression. Song Ren and Li Chunhua behind him didn't look good either.

What's wrong?

Jin Sichen took Lin Fan's wrist and pushed up her sleeves.

Sure enough, the whole arm was covered in bruises. Because they were caused at different times, some bruises are still blue, some are purple, and some have yellow edges.

Jin Sichen couldn't help but let go of the hand rolling up his sleeves, turned around and asked Song Ren behind him: "Is this the time you said?"

After Song Ren saw it, his brows furrowed even more.

The bruises on Lin Fan's hands exceeded his imagination. He thought they were just a few small patches, but somehow, the bruises on her hands were huge, with all kinds of bruises and purples all over them, and there was almost no good skin visible.

At first glance, he thought he had been beaten severely. No wonder Dr. Xiao came out to ask.

Li Chunhua's eyes widened. Did they do it? Isn't it?

Jin Sichen put down his arm and gently rolled up the other sleeve, which was also covered in bruises.

"It's almost the same on the legs." Wu Yi added at the side.

She was also shocked when she first saw it. Lin Fan wasn't going to train, was he being beaten?

Jin Sichen's anger level soared and he said firmly to Song Ren: "Captain Song, please give me a reasonable explanation."

He was covered in bruises, poor Lin Fan. But this is what happens when you practice these things. Oops, it’s a relief