Returning from the Immortal World

Tang Xiu quietly looked at the crystal lying in front of him. His hands lifted gently. As the power of chaos gushed silently out of his palm, it flowed like running water on the surface of his palm.

Massage, can balance Yin Yang, reconcile camp, unwind meridians, moving joints and other significant effects. He regulates neurological and immune functions, promotes visceral fitness, and has health and cosmetic benefits for the skin. Of course, the most important thing is to promote blood circulation, eliminate fatigue and improve motor skills.

Now.

Temperate crystals have severely degraded body function, and in vivo cells are constantly devoured by cancer cells, assimilated and have very poor physical qualities. Before treating her, the best way is to improve her health so that her body functions can withstand her own therapeutic means.

Massage technique, the various techniques applied in the massage process are stimulation of the meridian points or specific parts of the body, there are more than a hundred methods, but the most common methods are four, respectively: press mainly, such as press, press, point, take, pinch; some are mainly friction, such as flat push, rub, friction, rub, rub, etc.; some are mainly vibrating limbs, such as slap, shake, etc.; some are mainly moving limb joints, such as shake, wrench, stretch, etc.

Tang Xiu's massage technique does not belong to a single technique, but sufficiently combines dozens of massage techniques to form a unique massage technique. Regardless of the duration of the massage, the movement and strength of the massage is constantly changing with various techniques.

limbs.

Lower back.

After massaging these positions, Tang Xiu discovered that Wen Jing was sleepy and that a little pain that was usually difficult to hide between the eyebrows gradually disappeared. With the release of a force of chaos, she instantly wrapped herself around the limbs and waist of the crystal and lifted her a dozen centimeters high, causing her to turn herself over and lie on a massage bed at an extremely fast pace.

Feet, legs, hips, hips, back, arms, neck, top of head.

Tang Xiu dark meridian route, judging a main point, under the strength to pinch very well, and also the power of chaos to nourish in the dark, the sleepy temperate crystal deeply immersed in this comfortable and indescribable feeling, even she herself did not find, as Tang Xiu's method continued, her mouth has been unable to speak softly.

Half an hour later.

Tang Xiu stopped massaging and freely removed the silver needle from the space ring. Even across the clothes, the silver needle penetrated several important points in the thermostat with precision.

Exhale, blood-feed.

Tang Xiu used the silver needle to send a little chaotic force into the temperate crystal point. After the needle was applied, his finger grabbed the pulse of temperate crystal, a chaotic force that did not slow down, and slowly poured into the temperate crystal meridian.

The human body is like a net.

Strength as a thread.

As the power of chaos is woven, along the body meridian network, it spreads to the five remains of the temperate crystal limbs, five dirty six hearts.

The washing process involves removing cancer cells from the thermocrystal and slowly expelling them from the body. Because the temperate crystal is too poor in constitution, forgiveness is a lot of effort made in the pre-Tang Xiu period, still dare not push too hard, can only clean up slowly, wash a little, expel.

Time passes.

Outside the massage room door, Song Xiang anxiously waited several times to stop his younger brother Song Yang. He had heard his father say that Tang Xiu was a capable young man. Although he did not believe that Tang Xiu could cure his mother's cancer, he remained calm.

“Brother, stop me again and watch out for me and you. ”

Song Yang was angry and stared at Song Xiang.

Song Xiangshen said: “Song Yang, remember, the world is amazing, strange people are countless, we don't know much about Tang Xiu, no one can guarantee that he is such a stranger. Our mother's illness is clear to you, no matter how you try, even if it fails once. ”

"'That Tang guy is a liar,' said Song Yang angrily. 'Which traditional Chinese medicine doctor have you ever seen so young? I don't think that guy has any other skills than bragging. ”

Song Xiang sneered: “If he has the ability, we can't make a decision. In my opinion, he is much stronger than you in some ways. ”

Song Yang's fists were tight and his anger rushed to the question: “Then tell me, what is he stronger than me? ”

Song Xiang said: "If I remember correctly, my father said the identity of Tang Xiu. He is the big boss of Shengtang Group in Huaxia, and Shengtang Group was founded by him. He did not use any power and connections of Tang family at all. You told me that you had the ability to create a group like Shengtang Group with your own skills? In that short period of time, all the money you make is in billions? ”

“This…”

Song Yang's anger solidified. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He doesn't know anything about Tang Xiu, at least he knows about Shengtang Group, and he knows that Tang Xiu was founded by Shengtang Group.

Song Xiangzheng said: “Tang Xiu also has an identity, which is what the Huaxians call the small shrink of traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know if this is true or not, but you can look it up online. If he's really famous, I'm sure there will be reports online. ”

Little shrink?

Song Yang chuckled, quickly pulled out his smartphone, and quickly searched for such words as "Xiao Shen Doctor Tang Xiu”. In just a few seconds, the smile on his face just appeared. His eyes curled, and his eyes almost stared out of his orbit.

“What?”

Song Xiang looked at his brother Song Yang's expression, his face showed confusion, reached out and grabbed his phone. When he quickly flipped to watch for more than a dozen seconds, his pupils suddenly contracted and his eyes revealed an incredible divine color. Because there are too many reports of Tang Xiu on the internet, especially Tang Xiu's medical theologian status of healing and saving people, but also the god of being blown up, like the flat beard rebirth, Hua Zheng is alive.

Song Yang's voice was a bit strange, muttering: “Is everything reported on the internet true? He... he really understands TCM? But how is that possible? ”

In addition to being shocked, Song Xiang gave rise to a few surprises in his eyes. He said in a low voice: "I told you, things are unexpected, let alone make people look good. Have you forgotten the saying," Man is not profitable, and the sea is not measurable. "He comes from Huaxia, and Huaxia has a population of more than a billion people. There are countless generations of Tibetan dragon lying tigers. There are many strangers who cannot be counted. Perhaps Tang Xiu's talent in TCM is different, too! ”

Song Yang grabbed his cell phone back. As his fingers slid, he kept watching the contents of the searched data. After a long time, he took a sigh of relief. At this time, he was no longer half angry, but smiled with a few embarrassment: “Brother, maybe you're right, it's my door that looks at people. ”

Song Xiang revealed a smile and nodded. “Whether Tang Xiu can cure our mother or not, you have to apologize to him when he finishes treatment. Let's not say that Tang Xiu is a good idea. He alone is Uncle Tang's son, and we can't have a conflict with him. ”

Song Yang said: "I'll be nice to him later. But if he can really cure my mom, don't tell me to apologize to him in person, even if I can pull my heart out of him. But if he couldn't cure our mother, I would never apologize to him. ”

Song Xiang frowned and was about to speak, suddenly his nose twitched a few times, then turned his head and looked at the other end of the corridor, bewildered: “Where's the smell? ”

Song Yang also smelled it, then pointed to the door of the massage room and said: “The smell seemed to come out of it. Strange, the servant usually cleans the massage room, and there's nothing rotten and dirty in it. How can it smell? ”

Song Xiang and Song Yang looked at each other and suddenly their faces changed. Almost simultaneously, they rushed to the door of the room and pushed hard to open the door.

“Cough...”

The stench burst into the face, suddenly choking both brothers at the same time, coughing for a moment.

Tang Xiu stood beside the massage bed and turned around to see Song Xiang and Song Yang coming in. He looked at their brothers as if they were wolves. Suddenly a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. He said: "I told you two not to come in, you would not listen. Aren't you worried about my treatment? ”

Song Xiang stopped coughing and withstood the nausea of falling over the river in her stomach. Her eyes shifted from Tang Shu's body to her mother's massage bed. He saw with his own eyes that the clothes on his mother had become wet, while the bare skin had become dark and glued over a thick layer of grey and black matter. And that intense stench, it's coming from those gray and black substances.

“Don... Brother Tang Xiu, how's my mother? ”

"The treatment went well, but it's not over yet," said Tang Xiu. If you two brothers don't find this room smelly, you can stay here and watch, but remember, don't interrupt my treatment. Of course, if you can't stand the smell inside, leave the room and wait outside. ”

Song Yang pinched his nostrils, looked at Tang Xiu's calm expression, and a strong admiration developed at the bottom of his heart. The stinky smell of the nose in the house made him feel like he couldn't stay for a minute, but Tang Xiu seemed as if nobody was okay. He couldn't compare this strength alone.

“You cow. ”

Song Yang raised his thumb with his other hand and then turned around and rushed out the door.

Song Xiang closed his breath, but the stench kept drilling in his nostrils. He wanted to stay here to see Tang Xiu cure his mother, but the stench of stinging nose was a little spicy eyes, which forced him to opt out. He hurried before leaving the door and said: "Thank you, Brother Tang Xiu, my mother is counting on you. ”

Tang Xiu shook his hand and smiled: “Don't be polite with my family, I will do my best. When you get out, remember to close the door and don't let anyone in again. I'm afraid of being disturbed during treatment. ”

“Okay!”

Song Xiang answered without falsely thinking and closed the door with his back hand.