God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

Shen Xiuyun was in pain all over his body. Although his legs were finally able to stand up after expert treatment, the root cause of the disease was still there, especially the rainy days in autumn and winter every year were the most difficult to endure. The depressed and painful person didn't take kindly to the uninvited person, but he still maintained basic courtesy and said, "I'm fine. Please go out and close the door."

Zhou Jingyan ignored the coldness in his words and walked up to him. Pointing to the medicinal wine bottle in front of him, he asked, "Who prepared this for you."

Seeing that she was advancing instead of retreating, Shen Xiuyun's tone became colder, "Is this important?"

Zhou Jingyan squatted down and heated his hands. He took the medicine bottle on the ground and poured it into his hands, rubbing them to warm them. He said firmly: "He's a sloppy old Taoist named Xuan Yuan, right?"

Shen Xiujun was shocked. It had been 6 or 7 years since he had been paralyzed in bed after the car accident. He had forgotten what it felt like to walk. When his grandfather came to the door with the old Taoist priest who was covered in dirt and carrying a monkey on his back, He checked his pulse, felt his bones, and finally touched his knotted beard, and said with certainty: It can be saved.

At that time, he thought it was a liar who randomly sought medical treatment for his grandfather's illness. He was very uncooperative but could not bear to break the old man's heart. In addition, his sister was also taken home from the mental hospital by his grandfather, so he advised him: Anyway, You're already like this, try it and you won't suffer.

So for three whole years, he underwent acupuncture, fumigation, and massage with medicinal wine. Especially during acupuncture, he was often so fumed by the smell of the smelly Taoist priest that he almost fainted. There was a monkey grinning next to him, as if he was laughing at him. He is average. But slowly, the areas where he had no sensation below his waist began to feel itchy, numb, and painful. After another year, he was able to stand up.

When he saw his grandfather and grandson hugging each other and crying with joy, the old Taoist priest threw down a few bottles of medicinal wine and walked away. After that, several bottles of medicated wine were sent to the Zhang family every year, so that he could rub them hard when he felt pain.

He also asked his grandfather who this miracle doctor was. After all, orthopedic doctors from major hospitals across the country said that his injuries were too serious and that he would never recover. Grandpa said that he only knew his name was Xuan Yuan. Grandpa helped him once about 50 years ago. He came to return the favor. And this woman actually knew his name.

"If you apply it like this, it will have limited effect. Then, find the acupuncture point and press it in hard." Zhou Jingyan increased his intensity as he spoke. Shen Xiujun screamed without warning. This was somewhat similar to the painful feeling that the smelly Taoist priest had when he pressed him, but the force was not as strong. Every time he pressed it, he would curse.

"How do you know him?" Shen Xiuyun asked through gritted teeth.

Zhou Jingyan raised his head and glanced at him: "He is my great-uncle. He has very advanced medical skills and travels around the world all year round. I have only met him a few times."

"Then how did you know it was him just by smelling the medicinal wine?"

"There is a very precious medicinal material in this medicinal wine. It is said that it can only be found in the valley behind Suyunquan, and only about one or two every year. All of them are left to my uncle to make medicinal wine." Zhou Jingyan answered Shen Xiuyun's words, holding on to his hand. Without stopping, Shen Xiuyun was pressed from the thigh of his right leg all the way to the ankle. Shen Xiuyun broke out in a thin burst of sweat. Although every place where he pressed was extremely painful, the feeling before was like maggots in the tarsus. The cold and cold pain that always followed me was relieved a lot.

Shen Xiujun leaned on the wheelchair with his upper body and his left leg flat on the stool. When he lowered his head slightly, he saw the woman's thin white neck and light-colored hair. When she raised her head to talk to him, she could see the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and her white and soft hair. The small hands, with a fiery power, roamed around his legs.

"Then you also studied medicine in the mountains." Shen Xiuyun quickly changed the subject.

"I learned a little bit. My master didn't learn this. I learned a little bit from my uncle." Zhou Jingyan recalled the first time he met the legendary uncle when he was a child. He expressed his admiration and wanted to study medicine with him, but unexpectedly Uncle Shi looked her up and down and snorted: "You have no talent, and your qualifications are about the same as those of a monkey."

Telling the truth is a good habit, but it’s also very heartbreaking.

"But you're a very professional massager."

"Yeah, I used to think that this can be considered a craft, and I can support myself by giving massages for the blind in the future." Zhou Jingyan became happy when he thought that he had a skill.

When Shen Xiuyun thought of these soft but powerful little hands massaging other people's bodies, especially other men, especially other men, Shen Xiujun said unhappily, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Zhou Jingyan didn't understand what he meant at all. He raised his head and asked in surprise: "Ah? What?"

Shen Xiuyun looked at the confused face in front of him, and he didn't know whether it was because of the fire or the heat of the massage. He explained a little angrily: "I mean, I have a lot of money, how can I let you go out to give others a massage? "

Zhou Jingyan faced the firelight and looked at the man in front of him pretending to be fierce. His ears felt a little hot and he lowered his head uncomfortably: "I was just kidding. I also know acupuncture. I will give you acupuncture next time. It will be better than light massage."

Perhaps Zhou Jingyan's massage exerted the effect of the medicinal wine. After the bursts of swelling and pain, Shen Xiujun's legs gradually became warm and warm. After sleeping for so many years, it was the first good sleep in the humid weather in late autumn, but it also made people feel uncomfortable. Unspeakable dream.