Song Tan's Notes

With this little incident, tonight's barbecue was absolutely perfect.

The only downside was that the children couldn't keep up and slept soundly on the way home, still dreaming about the bills they'd collect that night...

But this is perfect for parents, as they no longer have to listen to their children's incessant chatter on the way.

Qin Yun was still happy: "We still have to leave the child in the countryside. Look at him, he's been quiet all day and doesn't bother us anymore."

His wife let out a weak groan.

Qin Yun glanced at her, quickly slowed down the car, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The other person glanced at him: "If you're going to drive, then drive, but drive steadily, don't go fast or slow all the time, okay? I'm too full, I was already feeling a bit nauseous..."

Qin Yun also complained, "You've already folded the seat flat, but my stomach is still stuck in the driver's seat..."

But I really ate too much, and now I feel a bit uncomfortable driving.

My phone rang once, especially since I had sent a voice message in the group chat.

Hang in there, everyone! Hang in there! This stuff is so good, it would be a disaster if anyone threw up on the way here tonight.

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he did, everyone felt a little uncomfortable.

Dr. Guo was swaying back and forth in the back seat of the car, and was starting to feel unsteady.

Even more unable to hold on than her was her gangster boyfriend, who looked as weak as if he had been chased by the police for 18 blocks, and at this moment he helplessly asked her:

"I remember you traditional Chinese medicine practitioners use some kind of anti-nausea acupuncture, right? Do you have any silver needles with you? Otherwise, could you give me a couple of pricks?"

Dr. Guo felt a sudden sense of despair: "I studied traditional Chinese medicine, not magic!"

The food was already choking him; no matter how much you stab him, you can't seal his mouth shut!
In the front row, Song Tan glanced at the two of them silently, then raised her hand: "I have studied immortal arts, I can cure this..."

Zhang Yanping glanced at her weakly, but didn't respond.

Lu Chuan, who was driving, glanced at Song Tan and suddenly said, "How about I pull over and you try to treat them using your methods?"

As he spoke, the car slowed down, and seeing him stop, the cars behind him also slowed down.

Song Tan glanced at him in surprise, then got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door: "Come on, lift up your clothes, I'll massage your stomach."

"Are you sure you can do it?" Zhang Yanping was very skeptical.

His cousin was originally a bit of a bookworm, but after she started working, she was pressured by her boss and became eccentric.

Nowadays, someone can lift a large bucket of yellow mud and say something like "pushing the stomach." But what if they accidentally push everything out of his stomach? It would be a real shame, whether it's from the top or the bottom.

But before that thought could even cross her mind, Dr. Guo, who was also stuffed to the point of being choked, quickly stuck out her stomach:
"I need to go smoothly, otherwise I won't be able to hold on..."

Xin Jun immediately turned her head away: "I'm still in the car!"

Dr. Guo rolled her eyes listlessly.

She lifted her T-shirt to reveal her stomach, not took off her clothes...

This is the scene we're in now. We went back into her clinic and she told us to do whatever she wanted.

Song Tan placed her palm on it somewhat awkwardly.

silence.

Dr. Guo asked in bewilderment, "Why haven't you started massaging yet?"

Song Tan said in a serious tone, "Oh, actually you don't need to rub it. My palms are warm, so I'll just put them on to warm them up."

Actually, she wasn't very good at pushing, but since spiritual energy circulates in the body, it's always good to stretch more. Dr. Guo was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled her clothes down: "I'm listening to your nonsense... huh?"

Something happened that challenged her medical knowledge.

Although my stomach is still a little bloated and full, I really don't have that churning feeling anymore!
She sat up blankly: "You're really something..."

He quickly pulled Zhang Yanping over and said, "Quickly, fix him!"

Just as he placed his hand on the ground, Qin Yun got out of the car to check: "Why aren't we moving? What happened—hey?"

In the dead of night, on a lonely country road, a row of cars sat quietly by the roadside.

Song Tan held up his hand and pressed the button for each car one by one, feeling that his high-level magic shouldn't be used in this kind of situation.

but……

Well, it's all been used for tilling the soil, removing weed seeds, killing insect eggs, and shaking off bugs, so rubbing my belly won't hurt.

She breathed a sigh of relief, reaffirming that she wouldn't try anything malicious next time.

Once everyone was in the car, she turned to Lu Chuan and asked, "Do you need your stomach rubbed?"

Lu Chuan smiled, intending to say that it wasn't necessary.

Eating barbecue makes you less time-conscious than eating at home. Everyone sits and chats, and with a few unexpected events, it's normal to feel stuffed.

But he didn't.

Because I exercise regularly, I know exactly what I should eat.

But at this moment, seeing Song Tan raising her hand, she thought for a moment and smiled and said, "No need, you should rest for a while. I feel that this ability is quite taxing on the body."

Song Tan stared at him, but Lu Chuan laughed: "The scars on my face are all gone... Actually, the hospital doctors' experience should be correct. Such deep scars might not heal without skin grafts."

The doctors in the back row listened blankly, not understanding how the topic had jumped to this point. They could only interject blankly, "Then our village is still the one that takes care of people, right? Look how healthy you are now!"

I have so much energy to work now.

Lu Chuan laughed and looked at Song Tan: "Yes, the village supports people."

The car drove forward quietly. Song Tan frowned slightly and aimlessly scrolled through her phone.

In the group chat, Qin Yun's voice message was still going on and on: "I've discovered that Yunqiao Village is truly full of hidden talents! Song Tan's skills are amazing! If you were to find a pediatric massage clinic in a big city, you'd already be on a waiting list by now..."

Moreover, he chimed in, "Stop praising other people's skills! Qin Yun, did you update tonight? I think Lu Chuan did!"

Good heavens, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes has betrayed his class again. Everyone else is out having fun, so why does he get to have a stockpile of drafts and publish them on a regular schedule?
Even Yunfeng, with his good temper, couldn't help but speak up in the group chat: "Since you guys came here, when have you ever updated your posts completely?"

Being an editor, he immediately spoke up, especially since he swore to the heavens: "I will definitely work through the night tonight, writing, writing like crazy!"

Qin Yun: "Me too!"

When they get back, their wives and children will be asleep. The two of them will sit on the computer and try to write 4000 words!

As Lu Chuan drove, he listened to their voice messages and couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

Song Tan looked over and asked, "What? Can't they write it?"

Lu Chuan was merciless: "Before they start working, they need to slack off for two hours to get into the swing of things... They ate so much tonight, they'll probably fall asleep in less than half an hour when they get back."

Those poor readers, they've only waited in vain. (End of Chapter)