Nian Keer's neck is very delicate.

If you want to use anything to describe Nian Keer's neck, Zhang Lang feels that only after the cloudy sky in this world, after the clear sky, there are faint but visible light-colored white clouds.

Only the kind of white clouds that have washed their faces through the rain can describe the delicate neck of Nian Keer that I saw at this moment.

Tentacles, the skin is a little slippery, as if it has just been bathed.

But Zhang Lang knew that Nian Ke'er hadn't taken a bath now, she had just gotten off the train station before.

"Isn't it dirty? Otherwise, I'll take a shower. Nian Ke'er felt Zhang Lang's hand on the back of her neck for a while, but she didn't move for a while, and asked a little shyly.

On the train of the Spring Festival, there are a lot of people, especially crowded, and even on the hard sleeper where Nian Keer is located, there are many terrible people.

It's not that there are more passengers in the hard sleeper area, but there are many passengers who don't have seats or hard sleepers, and they come to sit in tandem when they are resting.

Or to find your own friends, or simply to lie down and rest.

After all, if you take a train that runs a long distance, if you just sit, your legs will definitely become numb for more than ten hours.

"No, Ke'er, you're not dirty, your body is very clean, besides, even if you wash it, as soon as this physiotherapy massage is over, you will be sweating." Zhang Lang's fingers gently brushed the hair on the back of Nian Ke'er's neck.

This is a pre-massage activity that only stimulates blood flow in the acupuncture points, doubling the overall effect after the massage.

Zhang Lang thought that there was no prelude to this physiotherapy massage and his previous acupuncture treatment, but directly applied needles.

Now I learned a prelude massage song from Fang Yunqing.

The reason why it is called a 'prelude massage' is because the prelude to this treatment is like playing the piano in the back of the neck.

Zhang Lang played while massaging.

He actually didn't learn the piano, and he didn't know much about the piano, and this prelude was taught to him by Fang Yunqing.

Maybe it's because of the relationship between yin and yang, so Zhang Lang learned it relatively quickly.

Because when Zhang Lang was practicing this song, he suddenly found that the originally impregnable exercise barrier between the first and second layers of the Yin Yang Divine Skill showed signs of loosening.

This is a sign that a breakthrough can be made anytime, anywhere.

Zhang Lang has not yet figured out what is the mystery in this prelude.

However, since it is able to improve his own exercises, Zhang Lang has no reason to refuse to use it.

Therefore, he will now start his first human practice with Nian Keer.

In the past, he could only play this piece in the air.

It doesn't matter if you play this one, as Zhang Lang plays, Nian Keer's eyelids become heavier and heavier, and finally she clicks and sleeps.

"Uh...... What is this? Zhang Lang hadn't started the massage yet, and Nian Ke'er had already fallen asleep.

If you smile lightly and fall asleep, the therapeutic massage will go more smoothly.

This should be because of the physical massage, especially the first time of the physical massage, because of the unobstructed acupuncture points and the stiffness of the joints, there will be some pain.

Sleeping like this can better alleviate these symptoms.

Could it be that the method that Fang Yunqing gave him was used for hypnosis?

Zhang Lang didn't understand that if he could be hypnotized just by massaging the back of his neck with his fingers, this technique would be too powerful.

And Fang Yunqing's impression of Zhang Lang was just a doctor in the world.

This kind of hypnotic technique, even among the family, is not common.

Does Fang Yunqing's identity not stop there?

Zhang Lang shook his head and dispelled the distracting thoughts.

No matter what Fang Yunqing's identity is, at least he is still a friend with himself now, and he doesn't have much communication with her.

Although Zhang Lang treated Fang Yunqing well, as a doctor's duty, Zhang Lang thought that helping the poor was what he should have done.

He didn't think that after treating Fang Yunqing, he would be so great.

There is no meaning of retribution.

Maybe there are a lot of people in this world who want to repay their kindness, but at least Zhang Lang is not one of them.

He wiped the sweat from his head and continued to give Nian Keer physiotherapy.

Sleep is only the first step, the second step is to activate the joints and the third step is to move the joints, which is the most important thing.

The prelude to the first step is considered to be the completion of the massage.

Zhang Lang was a little out of breath, he always felt that Fang Yunqing's physiotherapy method was somewhat similar to the ancient lost ancient martial arts medicine he had read about on Sanshen Mountain, the technique of Qihuang.

But whether it is or not, Zhang Lang is not clear now.

It's just that as he gave Nian Keer physiotherapy, he felt more and more the profundity of this method, and at the same time felt another aspect of this method.

This physiotherapy method, with the retirement of time, actually consumed Zhang Lang's internal strength!

This set of exercises turned out to be exercises that consume internal force.

Zhang Lang was inexplicably a little surprised.

After so many years on Sanshen Mountain, Zhang Lang has learned hundreds of medical skills, large and small.

Among them, there is no lack of advanced acupuncture theory and pathological knowledge.

But among so many complicated exercises, there is only one that can really consume Zhang Lang's internal strength, and that is the legendary 'Eight Needles for the World'.

And now, the set of physiotherapy methods that Fang Yunqing gave himself actually needed to consume internal strength.

Usually he is connected to the air, Zhang Lang doesn't feel anything, but now he really uses it on Nian Keer, but there is a feeling that he can't say it.

It's as if you're giving someone 'life and death muscles, flesh and bones', and that feeling is very much like the medical Tao said in the art of Qihuang.

The right hand taps the spine between Nian Keer's spine, and the left hand pats the root behind Nian Keer's ear, which is to relax the muscles and activate the blood to the greatest extent, and dredge the veins.

As the distance between the hands increases, the consumption of true qi also increases.

Originally, Zhang Lang didn't have to do this, just reach the upper part of Nian Ke'er's xiong cavity with his right hand.

But who let Nian Keer be the only one in Nancheng who was called his sister by Zhang Lang?

Of course, Zhang Lang is doing his best and doing everything.

Of course, the omnipotence mentioned here does not mean that Zhang Lang does everything when he does bad things, but that when he treats Nian Keer, he does everything.

Well, another derogatory term......

Nian Keer's body is very silky, as if it is a soft Lantian jade.

Only the beautiful jade of Lantian that can make the evening rise like colorful smoke can be comparable to the skin of Nian Keer at this moment.

Ice muscles and jade bones, until now, Nian Keer still hasn't sweated.

It stands to reason that when giving a massage, it is the person who is being massaged and should sweat first, but now, Zhang Lang is sweating, but Nian Keer seems to be fine.

Not to mention sweating all over my body, not even a drop of sweat.

This kind of physique can only be said to be born beautiful.

Good guy, my sister was born with the temperament of a great beauty.

Zhang Lang could only complain slightly.

However, Nian Keer did not sweat, which does not mean that the treatment was unsuccessful.

Although she didn't sweat, the back of her neck and back had begun to redden, like the result of gua sha.

Fang Yunqing told Zhang Lang that the skin was slightly red, and there were no small red spots before, which was the best proof of treatment.

Looking at his sister's skin is exactly this kind of performance, Zhang Lang can't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

Speaking of which, this first physiotherapy turned out to be quite successful.

"Hmm...... Huh? Me, I'm asleep? Nian Ke'er felt that someone was patting her little head, and she woke up and turned around and saw Zhang Lang's familiar face, "Physiotherapy...... It's also over......"

"Well, I fell asleep, the physiotherapy just ended, how was it, how did it feel?" Zhang Lang asked about Nian Keer's changes, and took a small white notebook, which was somewhat similar to the record book in the hospital.

"Well, this one feels pretty comfortable...... Thank you......" Nian Ke'er's face was slightly red, she still remembered that before the treatment, she called Zhang Lang, "Ernie sauce".

Of course, this is because Nian Keer knows Zhang Lang's hobbies.

Because when she was in Nancheng, Zhang Lang also asked her to call her like this.

It's just that now that this is said so clearly, why is there more inexplicable shyness?

However, seeing that Zhang Lang seemed to be very excited, Nian Keer also gave up, did not ask, and did not continue to call.

"Ahem, it's not a question of comfort or discomfort, I want to ask you about your specific feelings, such as the feeling of your neck, back, etc., and whether you have nightmares when you sleep, such as the abyss and other things you told me about for the first time, and whether there are any occurrences." Zhang Lang hurriedly shook his head.

Even when her sister said the word comfortable, it would shake Ernie Sauce's body and mind.

But as a doctor, he always had to maintain his basic duties.

"Uh, this...... If you have a neck, you feel numb at the beginning, and there is an indescribable feeling, it is numb......" Nian Keer tilted her head, thought about it, and then replied solemnly.

She had to be solemn, after all, it was her own condition, and looking at Zhang Lang's appearance, she seemed to care very much about the results of the treatment.

"Well, well, this is the physical sensation of the neck, but what about the back?" Zhang Lang picked up the pen and recorded it carefully in the white notebook.

This kind of condition can be said to be rare in a thousand years, and I heard my own miracle doctor master say that after this kind of disease appears, either this person will die or soar into the sky.

In short, the strange pulse is not only a pulse, but also a life.

Well, Zhang Lang is very skeptical of the propositional theory that his master said.

Because if it is said that everyone has a destiny, then doesn't it mean that everyone has luck?

If it is said that the destiny is predestined by nature, then luck is predestined by nature, then does it not mean that the fate of people is predestined when they are born?

Also, those who work hard, and those who don't work hard, do they mean that you are born noble, you have to work hard, and when you are born cheap, you give up on yourself?

For this reason, Zhang Lang and his divine doctor had a fierce debate.

Of course, the master doctor just smiled and told him that everyone has their own opinions, and opinions are used for debate, and this theory does not form a conclusive conclusion.

As a result, Zhang Lang gave up, and the reason for giving up was that the divine doctor admitted defeat.

There is no way to admit defeat if you don't admit defeat, Zhang Lang, this kid sometimes admits death.

One road goes to the west, and one tendon goes to the end.

"My back feels a little cool, and I feel numb." Nian Ke'er seriously recalled the changes that had occurred in her body, "As for the abyss in the dream, it has not appeared again now, and it was very comfortable when I slept just now, and I didn't dream." ”

"Oh oh, that's good." Zhang Lang nodded.

"Would you like to take a shower together?" Nian Keer asked a little shyly.