Chapter 822: Good Brother
"Maybe it works?" Ye Xingbei ignored his refusal, put his hand under him, untied the pajamas on his upper body, took them all off, and massaged his cold and stiff back from top to bottom: "Xiaoshu always loved to be sick when he was a child, and he often took medicine badly, I heard that there was an old Chinese medicine doctor in Chinatown, who was the most famous old Chinese medicine doctor in China at that time, when the country was in turmoil, he moved his family to settle in country Y, and his medical skills were particularly high, I will take Xiaoshu to find him suspiciously, he is really powerful, Xiaoshu used to have a high fever and had to take medicine for a long time to reduce the fever, The old Chinese medicine doctor gave him a few times to reduce the fever, I think this ability is very useful, and he was willing to teach me after grinding the old Chinese medicine doctor for a long time. ”
In fact, she struggled for a long time at first, and the old Chinese medicine doctor refused to teach her.
The old Chinese medicine doctor has a bad temper, is a little eccentric, and does not want to teach his disciples at all.
It was Ye Xingli who looked at her as if she had gone mad, and often ran to the old Chinese medicine doctor, but she was always disappointed, she couldn't stand it, and secretly bought a house for the grandson of the old Chinese medicine doctor.
Although the old Chinese medicine practitioner has high medical skills, there are very few people in Y Guoxin Chinese medicine, plus he has a strange temper and a lot of problems, there are not many patients who come to him for treatment, and his income is limited.
He has a son, a daughter-in-law and a grandson, the son's qualifications are mediocre 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 will have to fill it with a lot of money.
Ye Xingli saw this, found the son and daughter-in-law of the old Chinese medicine doctor, and directly gave their son a big house.
For the sake of his grandson, the old Chinese medicine doctor compromised, and then handed over his massage techniques to her.
Although the old Chinese medicine doctor has a strange temper, but the teaching is not sloppy, the old Chinese medicine has a massage book, from beginning to end with the words to make her familiar with the words, and finally taught her the massage techniques hand in hand.
After she left the school, the little sapling had a small illness such as cold, fever and diarrhea, as long as it was not too serious and she didn't need to take medicine, she helped the little tree massage for a few days to heal.
In the book of the old Chinese medicine practitioner, there are not only methods such as treating colds, fevers, diarrhea, etc., but also ways to help people treat muscle strain and relieve muscle pain.
It's just that she is not a doctor, no one around her needs her massage except Xiaoshu, and Xiaoshu rarely gets sick during this time, and she almost forgets about her craft.
Now seeing that Gu Jun was in such a bad pain, she suddenly remembered.
Whether it works or not, first the dead horse should be a live horse doctor.
Even if it doesn't work, at least there will be no side effects, and it is better for her to do something than to look at it like this.
The muscles in Gu Junzhu's back had stiffened and ached so much that he could hardly feel it.
He only felt as if something was moving on his back, and when he felt it carefully, it was like 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 hard.
"When you're tired, just rest," Gu Junchai couldn't stop her, so he could only coax her, "I'm a chronic disease, I can't come in a hurry, let's take our time." ”
Ye Xingbei nodded, "If you can fall asleep, just sleep, and it won't hurt to fall asleep." ”
Gu Jun nodded and closed his eyes.
Where did you actually sleep?
He couldn't put into words the pain in his back, in short, it hurt to the extreme, and even the most effective painkillers were useless in the face of this pain.