The next day, Karen Huarte arrived at the hotel, and Song Xiaodong said, "The way you look, it really makes me feel awkward."
"Awkward? Oh, you mean it's too inconvenient for me like this?" Karen Huarte looked at Song Xiaodong, puzzled.
"That's right." Song Xiaodong nodded, then said, "Forget it, I'll put some effort to help you, otherwise it's really inconvenient to go out with someone who looks like a cripple."
"Dear Song, are you going to use the magical Chinese medical skill to heal me right now?"
Song Xiaodong said, "Of course not that magical, but at least it won't make you look this bad."
Saying this, Song Xiaodong made a fist with his hand and directly knocked on the cast on Karen Huarte's leg.
"Ah!" Karen Huarte exclaimed but then immediately stopped, with a puzzled look on his face, saying, "It doesn't seem to hurt much."
Song Xiaodong ignored him and hammered the cast with his hands like a hammer, causing the cast to fall off Karen Huarte's leg.
