Chapter 818: Chapter 822 Good Brother
“Maybe it will work?” Ye Xingbei ignored his refusal, reached under him, and undid his pajama top. From top to bottom, he massaged his icy, stiff back. “Xiao Shu used to get sick all the ti as a child, often unresponsive to dications. I heard there was an old Chinese doctor in Chinatown, the most famous one from back ho. He and his family moved to the States during the turmoil back there. His dical skills are exceptional. Skeptically, I took Xiao Shu to see him. The doctor was truly remarkable; Xiao Shu’s high fevers that would normally need extended dication could be reduced with just a few massage sessions from him. I found this skill to be very useful, and it took a lot of persuasion before he agreed to teach .”
In fact, at first she had a hard ti convincing the old doctor to teach her.
The old Chinese doctor was temperantal and a bit strange and had no interest in taking disciples.
It was Ye Xingli who, seeing her almost obsessed with visiting the old doctor and continually coming back disappointed, couldn’t bear it and secretly bought a house for the doctor’s grandson.
Although the old doctor’s dical skills were high, there were few in the States who believed in Chinese dicine, and with his quirky temper and multitude of eccentricities, he didn’t have many patients and his inco was limited.
He had a son, a daughter-in-law, and a grandson. The son had diocre abilities and could only assist him; the daughter-in-law was a housewife with no inco.
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His grandson was very talented in painting, but if one were serious about painting, it could beco a money pit requiring constant financial investnt.
Ye Xingli seized on this, went straight to the old doctor’s son and daughter-in-law, and gave them a big house for their son.
They say one’s hand softens upon receiving gifts, and for his grandson’s sake, the old doctor capitulated and taught her his massage techniques.
The old Chinese doctor may have had a strange temper, but he was ticulous in his teaching. He made her thoroughly morize a massage book from cover to cover, focusing on the precise wording, and then he personally taught her the hands-on techniques.
After she completed her training, whenever Xiao Shumiao got a minor illness like a cold, fever, or diarrhea, as long as it wasn’t too severe, there was no longer a need for dication. She could help Xiao Shumiao recover with a few days of massage.
On the old doctor’s book, there were not only techniques for treating colds, fevers, and diarrhea, but also thods for treating muscle strain and relieving muscle pain.
But she wasn’t a doctor, and besides Xiao Shumiao, no one around her needed her massages. Xiao Shumiao rarely got sick during this period, and she was almost about to forget this craft completely.
Now, seeing how much pain Gu Junzhu was in, she suddenly rembered.
Whether it would be effective or not, she decided to try it as a last resort.
Even if it didn’t work, it at least wouldn’t cause any side effects. Doing sothing had to be better than just watching helplessly and feeling distressed.
Gu Junzhu’s back muscles were so rigid and painful that they were almost numb.
He could barely feel sothing moving on his back, and upon focusing, it seed like soone was massaging his spine through a thick layer.
Glancing over, he saw Ye Xingbei kneeling beside him, her arms moving slowly but appearing to exert a lot of effort.
“Take a rest if you’re tired,” said Gu Junzhu, unable to stop her but wanting to comfort her. “My condition is chronic; it can’t be rushed. Let’s take it slow.”
Ye Xingbei nodded. “If you can fall asleep, go ahead and sleep. It won’t hurt if you’re asleep.”
Gu Junzhu nodded and closed his eyes.
But how could he possibly sleep?
He couldn’t put into words the pain on his back, but it was a pain so intense that even the most effective painkillers were useless against it.
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