"What kind of means?" Fukangan was stunned.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time, as if after a great struggle, and said: "Mrs. Zun's illness is because the milk and water are too sufficient, but it is not discharged from the body in time, and the residual milk and water are left in the meridians of the chest, and the precipitation accumulates after the most slump, blocking the various meridians in the chest, and after a long time, it turns into inflammation and eventually leads to Madame's condition. To treat, only by massaging with special techniques, breaking up the blocked lumps inside, and dredging the meridians on the chest, can Mrs. Zun's life be saved. ”

In fact, in the final analysis, the disease that Ma Chunhua changed was just a common breast blockage in lactating women, and it eventually developed into mastitis. If a woman has this disease, her chest is often swollen and painful, accompanied by high fever and high fever, which can develop very seriously if not treated in time.

As for Song Qingshu, a big man, why would he understand this, it is a coincidence, Song Qingshu's friend in his previous life was the one who asked the woman to teach him to swim, and his wife also contracted this problem after marriage, and he was in a hurry at that time. In the end, the experienced elder asked him to ask a nurse to come back, and he cured his wife.

That was also the first time Song Qingshu learned that there is such a sacred and beautiful profession in the world, and the work he does every day is to stroke the crisp breasts of different women, and after kneading it wantonly, the husband and wife not only want to give him a reward of thousands of yuan, but also often be grateful to Dade. Song Qingshu was very interested in this, and deliberately looked for materials to study, and prepared to make a cameo appearance in this profession in his spare time to save the majority of suffering women.

The first thing Song Qingshu did after completing his studies was to find that friend, saying that he didn't want to be paid, and that he would help his wife open milk and dredge the mammary glands for free, mainly to connect theory with practice and try it himself. As a result, he was blasted out by his friend's wife with a red face, and then, this great ideal was stillborn, but I didn't expect that after coming to this world, I had the opportunity to actually operate.

In fact, Song Qingshu only understood at this time that so many doctors were helpless, they may not know how to treat, but they dare not treat. The women of the dignified prince's son, they didn't even dare to touch her skin with their hands to check the pulse, let alone help her massage her breasts, for fear that they would be killed by Fukangan afterwards, so they simply said that they would not be cured.

Fukangan looked at him viciously, and when he saw that his eyes were clear, he had to suppress the anger in his heart: "Can you ask Mr. to teach the technique to the maid in the house, and then let the maid help my wife massage?"

Song Qingshu frowned and shook his head: "Women are naturally weak, it is difficult to achieve results, and this technique is extremely complicated, if you don't understand medical science, I'm afraid it will be difficult to learn...... If the handsome man is unwilling to be treated, the old man will retire. Song Qingshu is not lying, it is actually a very laborious thing to give breastfeeding to a lactating woman, and it often lasts for several hours as soon as she gets it, very few women can have this physical strength and hand strength, so the nurses in the previous life were often men.

"Sir, please stay, it's this handsome pedantic, Mr. is benevolent, naturally there will be no dirty thoughts, and please save her. Fukangan stretched out his hand to stop Song Qingshu, and said respectfully, but he thought in his heart: Let you save Chunhua first, how can I leave you alive afterwards.

"Okay, please also ask the commander to prepare a large amount of hot water and a few clean towels. After speaking, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand in front of Zhu Yujiao, "Jiu'er, help the teacher roll up his sleeves." ”

For Song Qingshu's fake public and private behavior, Zhu Yujiao hated it in her heart, but in front of Fukangan, she had to obediently help him roll up his sleeves.

"Do the Disciples want to be here too?" Fukangan's face darkened a little.

"That's natural, I need Jiu'er to help me with a lot of things later. Song Qingshu replied.

"Okay. Fukangan smiled reluctantly, but in his heart he was thinking, it's a big deal to deal with one more person later.

Soon a maid brought hot water, and after Song Qingshu cleaned his hands, he came to the bed, looked at Ma Chunhua, who was lying on the bed in a semi-coma, and said, "Madam, it may hurt very much later, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

Ma Chunhua also heard the conversation between the two in a daze just now, and was shy in her heart, twisted her head to the side, and replied faintly: "Hmm." ”

Watching Song Qingshu reach out and untie Ma Chunhua's clothes one by one, Fukangan's eyelids twitched, and when the two snow-white balls were revealed, Fukangan snorted secretly, pulled a stool, and sat aside, out of sight and out of mind.

"Jiu'er, twist the towel dry for me. Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and probed Ma Chunhua's chest a few times, and said in a worried tone, "It's already so serious." ”

Zhu Yujiao, as a yellow flower girl, was embarrassed to see such a scene, and quietly glanced at the calm Song Qingshu, I really don't know if he should say that he is a lewd or a gentleman.

Rolling up her sleeves, revealing two greasy and snow-white arms, Zhu Yujiao was shocked, looked up, and found that Fukangan didn't notice this, so she hurriedly put down her sleeves, revealing only a small piece of skin, just to avoid being wet with water.

Song Qingshu took the towel, frowned, reached into the basin to feel the temperature, and shook his head: "The water temperature is not enough, change the basin of hot water." ”

"But doesn't that burn Madame?" said the maid.

"Don't worry, she won't feel any hot at this time, and the hotter the water, the more comfortable she will feel. Song Qingshu said.

Soon, a basin of boiling water was short, and Song Qingshu was reluctant to burn Zhu Yujiao's jade-like fingers, so he asked the maid on the side to dry the towel for himself.

Looking at the maid's scalded teeth-baring expression, Zhu Yujiao, who was blue-hearted, quickly realized Song Qingshu's thoughtfulness, opened her lips, but did not make any sound.

Song Qingshu put a few hot towels on Ma Chunhua's chest, and when she saw that her expression suddenly relaxed, she hurriedly asked, "Is Madam comfortable?"

Ma Chunhua only thought it sounded quite strange, but she had to hum the truth.

Seeing the expressions of the birth of one Buddha and the ascension of the two Buddhas of Fukangan on the side, Song Qingshu hurriedly explained to him: "The old man first used a hot towel to soften the hard lumps in his wife's body, these hard lumps are actually made of the accumulation of milk remaining in the body, and they will naturally melt when they encounter hot water. That's why I need a hot towel, if the temperature is not enough, the heat that reaches my wife's body is insufficient, and it will not work. ”

Fukangan had no choice but to nod depressedly, indicating that he had understood.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Song Qingshu said to Ma Chunhua: "Madam, remind you again, it will hurt very much later, although it is not as painful as when you gave birth, but it is not much worse." If the handsome man hears the painful cry of his wife later, don't panic. Seeing that both of them nodded, Song Qingshu took off the towel, moved his fingers, and began to act.

First of all, starting from the tip of the nipple point, Song Qingshu pinched a few hard lumps with his fingers, "I'll break up these hard lumps first, dredge the passage of the exit, and then it will be convenient to force out more hard lumps inside." Song Qingshu explained as he acted, he didn't want Fukangan to ignore the truth, and he pushed himself out of the gang in anger and beheaded him, which would destroy the plan in the future.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ma Chunhua's breathing to become obviously heavy, and she gritted her teeth at first, but when she got to the back, she couldn't help it anymore and began to cry out in pain. "Da Shuai asked his subordinates to prepare some olive oil...... Well, you shouldn't have this in your day, so prepare some sesame oil. Song Qingshu kept rubbing and squeezing the hard lumps around the breast acupoint with a specific technique, and it was visible to the naked eye that a trace of white milk was oozing out, and Ma Chunhua was ashamed and anxious after seeing it, so she had to scream to distract herself.

When he felt that the small hard lumps around the breast acupoints had been kneaded and the surface became softer, Song Qingshu soaked his hand in sesame oil and soaked it for a while, and then picked it up and evenly applied it on Ma Chunhua's chest, "The hard lump around the bottom of the breast root is bigger and more difficult to get, and Madame is afraid it will hurt even more." ”

After speaking, starting from her armpit, she found a hard lump and squeezed it up little by little, Ma Chunhua only felt a sharp pain coming, and couldn't help screaming, Fukangan frowned and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Song Qingshu replied: "Don't worry, it's normal." Women's mammary glands are small and numerous, and they are very easy to block, and when I squeeze the lumps that are blocked in them out of the mammary glands, my wife will naturally feel pain. However, it will be good after getting it, not only will it not be easy to get this problem again in the future, but the milk will be more sufficient, which will be better for Ling Gongzi's health. ”

Hearing him mention his child, Ma Chunhua looked up at Fukangan, with tears in her eyes: "Kang'an, our child ......"

After the subordinates snatched Ma Chunhua back, she learned from her mouth that she had two sons, and Fukangan, who had no children for many years, was overjoyed, but learned that the two children were shot by his poisonous needles. Ma Chunhua was also overly sad and rained a lot that day, so she contracted this strange disease.

Fukangan thought that he was destined to have no children, but not long ago, someone sent a pair of children's shoes, bluntly saying that the twins were in their hands, and let Prince Bao's mansion exchange the "Forty-two Chapters Sutra". When Ma Chunhua saw it, she recognized that the shoe belonged to her son, and her heart, which was already like ashes, was rekindled. If it weren't for the sake of leaving his life to see his son, Ma Chunhua probably would rather die than let another man use this method to help him heal.

"Don't worry, I'll get them back. Fukangan held Ma Chunhua's hand and said.

"I believe in you. Ma Chunhua nodded weakly, and the hand holding Fukangan also tightened.

"Oops!" Fukangan was stunned for a moment, and looked back, it turned out that after Song Qingshu's combing, Ma Chunhua's mammary glands had been opened up a lot, and a large piece of hard lump was squeezed onto it, directly turning into a stream of milk sprayed onto the face of Zhu Yujiao, who was helping on the side.

Zhu Yujiao was defenseless, she only felt that her mouth was sweet and fishy, and she quickly stood up and wiped the things off her face.

"Dashuai, the mammary glands on Madame's side have been dredged in half, and you should be able to distinguish them with the naked eye. Song Qingshu laughed secretly, and with the strength in his hands, a stream of juice shot towards Zhu Yujiao's body.

Fukangan didn't know whether he should be happy or angry, and at this time, the voice of the guard came from outside the door: "Dashuai, the prince asked me to inform you that you are ready to set off." ”

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