The night was quiet and heavy.
Wang Yao was outside the cottage, looking up at the sky.
He was looking at the sky and thinking. In his mind, a lot of knowledge kept rolling. This was the knowledge of Tuina Massage that he had just learned. It was said that Tuina Massage was the first medical skill that appeared in Qibo Classic. It was broad and profound and involved the human body's veins, organs, bones, and other organs.
Hmm?
Wang Yao found that this medical skill could be used with his neixi.
I have to try it out and see what kind of effect it has.
The next day, Zhou Xiong and his son arrived in Lianshan County. He rented the house for a few more months before he left. Before the time was up, they stayed there temporarily.
"Kang, take a rest first. We'll go to your Uncle Wang Yao's place in the afternoon."
"Got it, Dad."
Zhou Xiong then called Wang Yao. After confirming that he would be on Nanshan Hill in the afternoon, he made an appointment to visit him.
In the afternoon, the weather was clear and sunny.
Zhou Xiong and his son arrived at the foot of Nanshan Hill at around 2 pm. They looked up and saw that the hill had become lush and full of vegetation.
"It's only been a few days, and the changes are so big!"
They went up the hill. San Xian barked twice.
"Hello, San Xian." Kang smiled and greeted San Xian.
"Brother Zhou, Kang, have a seat in the house."
"Sorry to bother you again, Dr. Wang," Zhou Xiong said.
"Don't mention it." Wang Yao made a pot of tea for them.
"By the way, before I came, my father asked me to give you a special gift. I hope you'll like it." While talking, Zhou Xiong took out a package from his backpack. After opening it, there was a book inside. It was an ancient thread-bound book. It looked a bit old. There were two ancient words on the cover. It was Quan Jing.
"What's this?" Wang Yao took the book and flipped through two pages. It was an ancient book about boxing, which was equivalent to the "martial arts secret book" in novels.
"This is a fist manual passed down in my family. There are many martial arts recorded in it. It has at least a hundred years of history."
"I can't accept such a valuable item." Hearing Zhou Xiong's words, Wang Yao immediately realized that this ancient book was most likely a family heirloom. This gift was too precious, and he couldn't accept it.
Zhou Xiong said. "Everyone in the Zhou family has memorized the things inside. Just like what my father said, it's better to give it to someone who likes it than to leave it there to rot. Besides, you've done a great favor for the Zhou family, and we have no way of repaying you."
"I still can't accept it." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.
Zhou Xiong insisted on sending him.
"How about this? I'll come up with a compromise. I'll borrow this book temporarily for a year. I'll return it to the Zhou family after a year. What do you think?" Wang Yao really liked Kung Fu.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong agreed very quickly.
"Come, let me take a look at Kang's illness."
With a new medical technique, there was a place to put it to use.
The child's arm was still as thin as firewood. There was no vitality in it at all. It was like a dead piece of wood.
The meridians were blocked. This arm was actually considered to be useless.
"I'll give you a massage. Let me know if you feel uncomfortable."
"Okay."
Wang Yao began to gently massage Kang's arm. During the massage, his neixi flowed and gathered on his right hand. Wang Yao's right hand began to heat up. It was even a little hot. However, when it fell on Kang's body, it still didn't have much effect. Because of the blockage of the meridians, some of his nerves had died. It was like an old equipment that couldn't be used anymore.
Zhou Wukang suddenly moved his arm.
"What's wrong, Kang?"
"I feel a little hot," Zhou Wukang said.
A little hot?
Wang Yao controlled his neixi and gradually weakened it. Basically, he only used skills to help the child recover the meridians in his arm.
He pressed, rubbed, and pushed. He used both his fingers and palms.
"Dr. Wang, I didn't expect your massage technique to be so good!" Zhou Xiong praised. This was the first time he had seen Wang Yao perform such a technique. He admired him from the bottom of his heart. He could see that Wang Yao was very accurate in recognizing the acupoints. Because he was a martial arts practitioner, he was familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body. Wang Yao's massage just now was carried out along the meridians and acupoints in the arm. This alone was absolutely impossible for ordinary doctors.
"I just learned it," Wang Yao said.
"Just now? Don't joke around!" Zhou Xiong said with a smile. Even people with poor eyesight could see that it was impossible to master such a technique without years of hard work.
Haha. Wang Yao just smiled.
Wang Yao mainly massaged his arm. At the same time, he also extended the massage to his shoulder and back. It took him nearly an hour to complete the set.
"How is it, Kang? How do you feel?" Wang Yao said.
"Well, I feel my body is hot, especially this side of my arm," Zhou Wukang said.
"Let me check your pulse." Wang Yao checked his pulse again. There were some subtle changes in his pulse.
"Are you still living in the rented place?"
"Yes."
"Well, that's all for now. If you have time, bring Yao here. I'll give him a massage. It's good for the treatment and recovery of the disease."
"Thank you very much."
"Thank you, Uncle."
"Good boy, Kang," Wang Yao said with a smile. He liked this strong and sensible child very much.
"Uncle, can I go out and have a look?"
"Of course."
Zhou Xiong and his son walked around Nanshan Hill. They deliberately avoided the herbal field because when they walked there, a shiny San Xian stopped them and did not let them go any further. They probably guessed that it was the "forbidden area" in this area. They were very sensible and avoided it.
"Dad, I feel very comfortable here."
"Well, I feel it too." This time, Zhou Xiong felt it very clearly. On this mountain, his body had a kind of comfortable feeling that came from the inside out.
"The trees on the hill don't seem to be very lush, but it does feel very comfortable. I don't know what method Dr. Wang used."
Although the mountain was very comfortable, it wasn't their own place. The father and son stayed there for a while before they left.
Wang Yao watched them go down the mountain and then went into the house.
After going down the mountain, Zhou Xiong suddenly had this idea in his mind. Could it be because of the feng shui?
After entering the house, Wang Yao immediately recorded the subtle changes in the pulse after the massage treatment.
This is a typical difficult and miscellaneous disease.
Kang, Secretary Yang's mother, Wei Hai, Mr. Sun's son who was far away in Dao, the woman in Jing whom he had never met, and Zhou Wuyi from the Zhou family in Cangzhou were all difficult and miscellaneous diseases recognized by the system. Wang Yao had not cured any of these diseases.
There was still a long way to go.
The meridians are blocked. There should be a prescription that has not been used.
Wang Yao had received two prescriptions as a reward when he had completed several tasks. One of them was Blood Deblocking Powder, which could dredge the meridians and promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
This was a prescription provided by the system. It was definitely not comparable to ordinary medicine.
"Two licorice roots?"
In addition to several ordinary medicinal herbs, this prescription also needed two licorice roots.
Ziyu: promote blood circulation and dredge the meridians.
Wuteng: strengthen the meridians.
He had these two licorice roots, but there was not enough time to use them. He also did not have enough redemption points to exchange for them through the pharmacy.
It seems that I can only wait.
After recording his thoughts, he took out the boxing book that Zhou Xiong had brought and read it carefully. As Zhou Xiong and his son had guessed, he really liked Kung Fu. This actually stemmed from his inner Wuxia dream. Most boys had a Wuxia dream deep in their hearts. They longed to be able to wear good clothes and ride a horse, travel in Jianghu, and become a famous master in the world. Wang Yao was no exception. No one knew what Jianghu was, but there was a very core word.
"Kung Fu."
Leaping over eaves and vaulting over walls, splitting stones, picking flowers to hurt people …
These Kung Fu might not be fake. Maybe it really existed, but it had been lost.
The ancient book that Zhou Xiong had brought was definitely as simple as 100 years, because many of the words in it were ancient characters. It was more like a person's understanding of Kung Fu than a boxing book.
He was so engrossed in it that he even forgot to go down the mountain for lunch. He read until the afternoon. When it was close to evening, when it was dark outside, he put away the boxing book.
"Good book!" He could not help but praise.
Both Kung Fu and medicine were the quintessence of the country. They were broad and profound. However, because of some reasons, some of the essence had been lost. Some were regarded as unique skills by some people. They were passed down in the family and were not easily revealed. This had both advantages and disadvantages.
It was really rare for the Zhou family to have such a mind and courage.
"Yao, your second aunt will come back on May 1st. Can you go to Wei City to pick her up?" Wang Yao's mother asked during dinner.
"Okay, no problem," Wang Yao agreed without hesitation. His two aunts had been very good to him when he was young.
Ten or twenty years ago, the living conditions were poor. In the countryside, there were not as many side jobs as there were today except for farming. Wang Yao was the first child in the two families. His second and youngest aunts liked him very much. They were reluctant to spend the money they earned to buy him toys and delicious food.
His second uncle's husband was a soldier. After he finished his major in Jing City, he settled down there. Then, he brought his second aunt and younger sister over. They were lucky. They bought a house relatively early and had a foothold in Jing City. If it were now, the house price would definitely not be affordable for working-class people like them.
"How long will you stay this time?"
"Three days."
"So short?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, your uncle's mother has cancer. He should not be able to make it, so he came back to visit her. Your second aunt and younger sister are also on holiday, so they came back together. In fact, they are not willing to come back. You don't know, your second uncle is living a hard life. Not to mention the round-trip fare, just visiting relatives and comrades at home costs thousands of yuan, which is equivalent to his monthly salary."
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