"Bao'er, Mommy is fine. Wang Lan smiled, squeezing out a smile.

Song Celadon looked distressed and was slightly worried: "Mr. Wang, do you want to go to the hospital to have a look?"

Wang Lan shook his head at Song Celadon and said, "No." The hospital can't help it, at most, it prescribes some medicine to nourish the body, and then advises to drink brown sugar water and eat less sour, spicy, cold and irritating food. I've been there before, and it's like this. A lot of recuperation drugs have been prescribed, and they have not been effective, so that's it. ”

"The old problem, endure it and it will pass. ”

Feng Yu stood aside, thoughtful, and after a little hesitation, he stepped forward: "Mr. Wang, I am a bodyguard, I know a little bit of Chinese medicine, and I am especially good at conditioning. A female friend of mine had the same symptoms as yours before, and after her treatment, she was cured shortly after. Do you want to call her to take a look at it for you now?"

Wang Lan originally planned to refuse, but after thinking about it, this was also Feng Yu's kindness, and he looked at Feng Yu very gratefully: "It's not appropriate to let your bodyguards come so late, let's do it another day." ”

"Mr. Wang, in fact, my bodyguard is outside the villa. ”

Song Qingci glanced at Feng Yu, and without waiting for Wang Lan to speak, he hurriedly said, "Aunt Peng you are talking about?"

Aunt Peng in Song Celadon's mouth, whose full name is Peng Jing, is the leader of Feng Yu's bodyguard team and is responsible for Feng Yu's safety. Song celadon has seen it before, but it is not very familiar.

"Yes, it's Peng Jing. ”

Song Qingci listened to Feng Yu's words, shifted his gaze to Wang Lan, and said, "Mr. Wang, maybe you can try, I have also heard of Peng Jing, and he really understands Chinese medicine conditioning." ”

Wang Lan listened to the conversation between Feng Yu and Song Celadon and seemed to feel that Peng Jing on his lips seemed to have some ability, so he nodded weakly.

Feng Yu didn't talk nonsense, and after getting Wang Lan's consent, he dialed the contact number of the bodyguard Peng Jing.

At this time, Qin Munan, who had been silent, walked closer, and then said, "Mr. Wang, I have a technique that can reduce and relieve pain, do you want to try it?"

Since Wang Lan's stomach pain, Qin Munan has been quietly observing Wang Lan's symptoms. After looking at it for a while, I knew that it was not a big problem, and after making sure that it could be relieved temporarily, I spoke up.

Cultivating immortals for 100,000 years, in terms of medical skills, Qin Munan's attainments are not lower than those of immortal arts, so he doesn't need to take the pulse, he can judge and reason what is wrong with Wang Lan's body according to the information revealed by Wang Lan's words and the symptoms he is showing now.

Qin Munan's words, Wang Lan listened to it, and couldn't help but be stunned, does a big guy also know the massage techniques of dysmenorrhea?

The two words of technique in Qin Munan's dialect were directly understood by Wang Lan as massage techniques.

"I've learned a lot of traditional massage techniques, but it's useless. ”

"Not a massage. He sat on the side of the sofa, stretched out his hand to hang in the air, and said, "Mr. Wang, give me your hand." ”

Wei Wanqing looked at Qin Munan's frame, like an old Chinese medicine doctor, and was slightly puzzled: "Mu Nan, do you want to take the pulse? When did you learn Chinese medicine?"

"In Hangzhou, I learned from Master Taishang Taoist. Qin Munan said.

Before this, Wei Wanqing had asked Qin Munan where his skills came from. Qin Munan can't say that he has been reborn in 100,000 years, so he made up a master called Taishang Daoist for himself.

After Qin Munan paused, he said, "It's not to take the pulse, it's to relieve her pain." ”

As he spoke, Qin Munan held Wang Lan's outstretched hand.

Wang Lan's hands are very white, not the kind of white that a noble lady takes a milk bath every day and maintains, but a natural mutton fat white, red in white.

The palm is not big, the ten fingers are slender, very delicate, it stands to reason that such a delicate hand will only appear in the thousand-handed Guanyin mural in Dunhuang for thousands of years.

The nails are not painted with nail polish or manicure, they are natural and clear, and have a clean and simple round beauty.

White and delicate, beautiful but restrained, it can be called art, and it makes people want to shake and touch it at a glance.

Wei Wanqing, Song Celadon and Qin Su'er, who didn't pay much attention to it before, including Manshu, thought it was very beautiful when they saw it, let alone Feng Yu.

Qin Munan, who has a 100,000-year-old Dao heart, can still calm down and be indifferent. He held his slender hand, which was slightly cold, and adjusted his breath.

In the eyes of Wei Wanqing, Song Celadon, Qin Su'er, and Manshu, Qin Munan just shook hands very simply, but the truth is not simple or casual.

The moment the finger was held by Qin Munan, Wang Lan felt a soft warm current dip from the palm of his hand into the skin, then into her four meridians and eight veins, and finally converged in the painful lower abdomen, dispelling his pain little by little.

In just a few seconds, the pain in her body was a little less.

After a few minutes, the pain in her abdomen had disappeared, and Wang Lan fell into a slight shock.

Seeing that Wang Lan's complexion was getting better at a speed visible to the inner eye, Wei Wanqing, Song Celadon , Qin Shu'er, and Manshu all knew that Qin Munan had cured Wang Lan unconsciously, but in fact, they didn't have too many accidents, after all, in the past few days, Qin Munan had made them have too many surprises and became numb.

Feng Yu didn't believe his eyes a little, and he could cure his illness with a handshake, which was too contrary to common sense.

After another moment, Qin Munan let go of Wang Lan's hand.

"Mr. Wang, how do you feel?"

"Thank you, Mu Nan, you are so good, you are sick. The chief gynecology physician in those hospitals is not half as strong as you. After relieving for a while, Wang Lan looked at Qin Munan in a daze, as if he wanted to find a pimple from Qin Munan's face.

Over the past year, Wang Lan has been deeply troubled by dysmenorrhea, and has tried all of them with medicine, acupuncture, and massage, and has seen all the famous gynecological hospitals in Nanling and Beidu, but there is no solution.

Originally, he didn't have much hope for Qin Munan's "technique", but it only took a few minutes to see the effect. She couldn't even stand up just now, but now she's back to nothing.

Qin Munan's strength surprised her.

"Mr. Wang, in fact, the disease has not been eradicated, and it still needs a long time of conditioning, and I am only temporarily relieving the pain. Qin Munan reminded Wang Lan.

Wang Lan's illness was not solved by him infusing some spiritual energy into his body.

There are many reasons for Wang Lan's dysmenorrhea, and it has been accumulated for more than a year, and it is obviously not enough to use aura to comb her meridians once.

"Do you have a way to eradicate it?"

Qin Munan nodded and said, "Yes, but I can't spare time recently." ”

Wang Lan nodded and understood, she has been in Nanling for the past few days, as a member of the Wang family, living in the compound, she naturally knows that the current Nanling is surging. Qin Munan has to deal with the Wu family, the second largest family in Nanling, and some forces that are ready to move, and he will indeed be very busy for a while.

"I can wait, when you're done, I'll come to you. ”

"Yes. QIN MUNAN PINCHED SU BAO'ER, WHO WAS TIRED OF WANG LAN'S INSISTENCE, THIS LITTLE GIRL WAS STILL WORRIED ABOUT HER MOTHER, AND SHE PROVOKED SU BAO'ER AGAIN AND AGAIN, WHILE CONTINUING TO SAY TO WANG LAN, "RECENTLY, PAY ATTENTION TO MAINTAINING EMOTIONAL STABILITY, JUST NOW YOU LISTENED TO "PLAYING LOVE" TOO SUBSTANTIATED, TOO SAD, WHICH CAUSED YOUR OLD PROBLEM." ”