After the four of them finished bathing, Li Yi gave Song Jing a massage. As he massaged, Song Jing fell asleep.
"Xiao Yi, I don't believe that you have such skills. If you don't believe me, give me a massage." Bi Goo was envious.
"Old Bi, you don't have to. If you want a massage, go back and find a doctor. I'm very tired after massaging once. My fingers hurt."
Li Yi refused. When he massaged, he didn't use the tip of his elbow. He only used his fingers and knuckles.
Knuckles were for pressing acupoints, while the belly was for massaging.
Pressing the acupoints required light force. If you use too much force, the area would turn green. It wouldn't recover for a few days.
After that, you have to massage the blood to improve the blood circulation. You have to massage the painful area until it's comfortable.
For example, when Li Yi massaged Song Jing's acupoints, he used more force on his back. Song Jing coughed and spat out two mouthfuls of phlegm. His breathing was much smoother.
This was a pure Chinese Medicine technique. It was different from Western Medicine's technique to relieve fatigue.
Western Medicine's technique was used to relax muscles, promote acid excretion, and tendon maintenance.
Chinese Medicine's technique was to find the right place to apply force and press on the spot.
Li Yi knew how to do it, but he couldn't do it too much. If he did, his hands would be injured.
When he was in the massage parlors, he used the elbow joint. It was painful to be massaged, but the effect was far less than knuckles and finger pressure.
After massaging Song Jing, Li Yi's hands were sore. When he pressed with his fingers, there was a cracking sound.
"Next time I go to Zhuangzi, I'll go alone. You can massage me. Seeing you massage Guangping makes me uncomfortable."
Bi Goo didn't insist. He saw Li Yi sweating.
"Old Bi, why don't I give you a scraping treatment? It's comfortable too." Li Yi suggested.
"No, the wind is strong in Mount Li. You think I don't know? After the scraping, if I get a cold tomorrow, I'll have to do acupuncture and moxibustion, right? "
Bi Goo gave a look that said, "I know, don't try to fool me."
"Fire pot." Li Yi changed to another one.
"Alright, I won't go into the water today anyway," Bi Goo agreed.
Li Yi brought over a pile of small clay pots and moxa fluff. He lit a candle on the side and shook the moxa fluff before throwing it into the clay tube and pressing it on Bi Goo's acupuncture points.
One by one, he pressed on their backs, arms, and legs.
Su Yi and Wei Zhigu nodded at Li Yi and lay down.
Li Yi cupped them one by one, cleaned them, and wiped off their sweat.
Cupping was also tiring, mainly because it was difficult to control the burning mugwort.
He could actually use alcohol, add cotton, and then fill the glass jar. It was simple.
Burning the moxa wool would consume oxygen to generate suction. If it was done too early, the moxa wool would not be completely burned and it would cause burns on the skin.
If he was too late, the air would be replenished and the suction would be gone.
If the three of them were to sit down, it would be relatively simple. They would let Ai Rong sit behind the ceramic pipe so that the flames would not burn her skin.
If they were to lie down, they would need to shake the ceramic pipe so that the moxa wool would not fall. When the moxa wool was completely burned, they would press it on the skin.
Li Yi was playing with his skills today. Using alcohol, cotton, and glass bottles was not considered a skill.
Moxa wool was made from wormwood. It was flammable like tinder.
It was also a medicine, so the burnt ash would fall on the skin during the cupping process.
When it was time to lift the pot, he would use the pot to roll out the rolled up bag and wipe it with his hand. The ash would seal the opened pores.
Ordinary people in his time could not enjoy this kind of cupping. He was very knowledgeable.
When the ceramic pipe for burning things was done, the remaining air inside would be hot and the temperature of the ceramic pipe would also be high.
When the glass jar was burned with alcohol, it would only burn off the oxygen. The jar itself would still be cold.
If it was a baby with a stomachache, the navel would be pulled out, needles would be inserted, and blood would be drawn with the cupping. Hot and cold, with ash and without ash, the consequences …
Of course, no place that used alcohol to draw oxygen would dare to do that.
It was all done by traditional Chinese medicine doctors or village doctors.
After waiting for more than 15 minutes, Li Yi began to pick up the jar according to the order.
He gently pressed his thumb around the mouth of the jar on Bi Goo's back. Air went in and the jar was picked up.
After picking up all the jars, Li Yi rolled the jar on Bi Goo's body.
"It's so comfortable. When I roll it on the itchy place, I wish I could scratch it with my hand. Do it again, don't stop." Bi Goo almost moaned.
Li Yi finished rolling the jar and began to plaster the ash. Then, he used his hand to massage the mouth of the jar.
"Yes, Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, I won't collect taxes from you. Use more strength, the side …" Bi Goo even betrayed the interests of the imperial court.
"What taxes are there now? You wrote too much on your right shoulder. You didn't treat it well at the beginning of spring, so the back is purplish black.
When you go back, ask the imperial physician to add a jar on that area and rub it properly. Otherwise, it will stimulate the lung meridian … "
As Li Yi spoke, his thumb suddenly pressed down on the back of the lung and applied a little force.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Bi Goo coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of thick black phlegm.
"It's okay, there's no inflammation. If it's not, it's yellow phlegm. If it's blood, we have to go back to Zhuangzi now."
Li Yi ran over and used an incense stick to fiddle with the large mouthful of phlegm that Bi Shu had spat out to make sure there was no problem.
He pinched the phlegm with a piece of paper and placed it in a small jar. He was going to test it when he went back.
"It's much better to breathe. Cough, cough, cough." Bi Goo spoke and spat out some phlegm again.
Qing Song at the side wiped it clean with a piece of paper. This time, he was faster.
Li Yi then went to Wei Zhigu and Su Yi and did the same thing. The two of them also spat out phlegm.
After soaking in the hot spring, their blood circulation was already accelerated. If they lay there and were pressed by Li Yi, they would spit out phlegm as long as there was phlegm.
He didn't even use the method of shaking the lung. If it was a child, phlegm would also be pressed out.
Song Jing, who had fallen asleep, started snoring. After the three of them were done, they looked at each other and didn't know what to say.
Wei Zhigu's eyes had a hint of joy. He looked at the two of them and smiled.
Bi Goo and Su Yi actually understood. Wei Zhigu's meaning was: So what if you're a Zaifu? I've been one before. In His Majesty's heart, none of you are good enough.
"Sigh!" Su Yi sighed. He personally experienced Li Yi's power twice today.
The first time, it was the tool used by the woman to take care of the child.
The second time, it was the medical treatment. It felt so good!
His Majesty asked him about politics and casually asked him about something. Was he sure he could give a satisfactory answer?
When His Majesty asked him about politics, he suddenly fell to the ground. Other than calling for the imperial physician, there was nothing he could do.
If it was Li Yi, he could ask. There was no need to ask for the sake of asking. When they were chatting, Li Yi would tell him what to do.
As they chatted, he suddenly fell to the ground. Li Yi immediately started saving him.
It wasn't easy to die in front of Li Yi.
That was why His Majesty was willing to bring Empress Wang and Li Jianyao to the Li Family Zhuangzi. If there was something to ask, it would be safe.
"The three of you, stand up and move around. Do a few squats and see if you still need to spit?"
As Li Yi spoke, he did a few first to demonstrate.
When he squatted, his chest pressed directly against his thigh.
This was a way for people who choked on water to save themselves. When they choked on water, they could only exhale but not inhale, so they squatted with all their might.
When there was external physical pressure on the chest, it could open up the airway. Most of the time, squatting was enough.
Of course, there was another person who helped to blow air into the mouth. The effect was even more obvious.
The latter stood behind the person and stretched his hands forward. He cupped his fists and placed them under the person's ribs. He pulled back with all his might so that the person could catch their breath.
It was the same for necessary rescue. It was faster than CPR.
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