You Are My Rare Passion

"Maybe it will work?" Ignoring his refusal, Ye Xingbei put his hands under him, unbuttoned his upper body pajamas, and massaged his cold and stiff back from top to bottom: "Xiao Shu was always sick when he was young, and often Taking medicine is not good. I heard that there was an old Chinese doctor in Chinatown. He was the most famous old Chinese doctor in the country at that time. When the country was in turmoil, he moved his family to country Y to settle down. , He is really good. Xiaoshu used to take a long time to take medicine for high fever to reduce his fever. The old Chinese doctor massaged him a few times and he was able to reduce the fever. I think this skill is very useful. It took a long time for the old Chinese doctor to teach me. "

In fact, she struggled for a long time at the beginning, and the old Chinese doctor refused to teach her.

The old Chinese doctor has a bad temper and is a little weird. He doesn't want to teach his apprentice at all.

It was Ye Xingli who saw that she seemed to be insane, and often went to the old doctor's place, but always returned disappointed, couldn't stand it, and secretly bought a house for the old doctor's grandson.

Although the old Chinese medicine doctor has high medical skills, there are very few people in country Y who believe in Chinese medicine. In addition, he has a weird temper and a lot of problems. There are not many patients who seek him for treatment, and his income is limited.

He has a son, a daughter-in-law and a grandson. The son has mediocre qualifications and can only help him. The daughter-in-law is a housewife and has no income.

Sun Tzu is very talented in painting, but if he learns painting well, it will be a bottomless pit, and he has to fill a lot of money into it.

Ye Xingli took this into consideration, found the son and daughter-in-law of the old Chinese doctor, and gave their son a big house.

Being soft on others, for the sake of his grandson, the old Chinese doctor compromised, and then gave her his massage techniques.

Although the old Chinese doctor has a weird temper, his teaching is not sloppy. The old Chinese doctor made her memorize the words from the beginning to the end of a massage book, and finally taught her the massage techniques by hand.

After she graduated from the teacher, the little sapling would have a cold, fever and diarrhea, as long as it was not too serious, she would massage the little tree for a few days and healed up.

In the old Chinese medicine book, there are not only methods to treat colds, fever and diarrhea, but also methods to help people treat muscle strain and relieve muscle pain.

It's just that she is not a doctor, and besides Xiaoshu, no one around her needs her massage, and Xiaoshu rarely gets sick during this time, and she almost forgot about her craft.

Seeing that Gu Junzhu was in so much pain now, she suddenly remembered.

Regardless of whether it works or not, let the dead horse be a living horse doctor.

Even if it doesn't work, at least there will be no side effects. It's better for her to do something than to watch her do it.

The muscles in Gu Junzhu's back were so stiff and painful that he could barely feel it.

He only slightly felt as if something was walking on his back, and felt more carefully, as if someone was massaging his back through a thick layer of something.

Tilting his head to look, Ye Xingbei was kneeling beside him, his arms were moving slowly, looking very vigorous.

"Take a break when you're tired," Gu Junzhu couldn't stop her, he could only coax her, "I'm a chronic disease, don't rush, let's take our time."

Ye Xingbei nodded, "If you can fall asleep, just sleep, and it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Gu Jun nodded and closed his eyes.

Where did you actually sleep?

He couldn't describe the pain on his back in words. In short, it was extremely painful. Even the most effective painkillers were useless in the face of this pain.