The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 235 Professional Destiny
After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Zhao Xiaochui!"

Only then did Zhao Xiaochui realize he'd forgotten to hang up. He looked at his phone helplessly, a hint of resigned weariness in his voice: "What?"

“There’s one last thing,” Yu Xiaoning said on the phone, seemingly trying to suppress a laugh, her voice carrying a hint of malice, “help me serve a customer for free. If all goes well, our new company will open soon, and obtaining the franchise will be much easier.”

"What kind of guest?" Zhao Xiaochui's heart skipped a beat. His intuition told him that this was definitely not a good thing.

Yu Xiaoning's voice carried the smugness of a victor: "My direct supervisor."

"pat~"

Without hesitation, Zhao Xiaochui hung up the phone and turned off his personal phone. Then, still feeling unsatisfied, he took out his work phone, turned it off as well, tossed it to Ou Xiaokui next to him, grabbed his tablet, pulled up the customer records, and left without looking back!

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With Ji Wenfeng around, Zhao Xiaochui's workday became much easier. However, a monthly meeting made him even more willing to get into his busy work, even if it meant changing his uniform several times.

Because of Lin Zhiyuan's meddling, the one-hour meeting really did take an hour, leaving no time to prepare for the first international appointment.

International customers are not necessarily foreigners.

Some may have come from Wang Churan's circle of friends in the entertainment industry; some may have been introduced by Chen Yanqing; and of course, there are also wealthy clients like Jiang Ying and Qian Mankun.

The information from the successful appointments sent from the backend shows that what Zhao Xiaochui cares about are some difficult and complicated diseases that are hard to cure or have poor effects from traditional medical methods.

Especially in the areas of functional impairment and chronic pain.

They spare no expense in seeking even a slight relief, or even a complete solution.

Interestingly, two months ago, if these "high rollers" were lucky enough to visit Zhenqingsong Massage Parlor, they only needed to spend 60 yuan to solve their problems in one session.

At that time, Zhao Xiaochui had not yet mastered the Golden Finger technique, so the sixty yuan might still have had a long-term positive impact on his health.

What about now?

60 yuan has become an astronomical figure.

does it worth?
These symptoms are simply described as "helping to alleviate" in the relaxed and slow-paced appointment service description.

However, in the introductions by Jiang Ying, Qian Mankun, Wang Churan, and others, it was changed to a guarantee of 'complete cure'!
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The first "international big spender" was booked with the help of Qian Mankun.

The rich have no shortage of smart people working for them.

The wealthy Qian Mankun is always generous with money when it comes to smart people, so when a group of smart people work together, they can always find the 'loopholes' in the easy and slow travel reservation system the fastest.

They made it easy for a guest who could never get through to the 'certain bureau's' portal to appear in front of Zhao Xiaochui.

Mr. Li suffers from nerve entrapment syndrome.

The glass door of the studio on the first floor opened, and a waitress led in a tall, well-groomed man with meticulously combed hair.

He was in his early sixties, with a ruddy complexion, but deep in his eyes lay a trace of weariness that was hard to conceal.

A discreet yet valuable watch peeks from his wrist; its classic design, devoid of any superfluous embellishments, exudes a dignified and understated presence.

Behind him, Qian Mankun, his face plastered with a fawning smile, carefully accompanied this distinguished guest.

"Mr. Li, this is Technician Zhao Xiaochui," Qian Mankun introduced, bowing.

Zhao Xiaochui's gaze swept over Mr. Li, and a strong urge to vomit rose within him.

So, this is why Qian Mankun's privilege invitation code couldn't be used.

He had seen too many people like that, used to giving orders and being fawned over, and even in retirement, that imperious air was still ingrained in their bones.

Then what did the heat feel like to him—cold, viscous, and with a putrid smell rising from within him?
That wasn't just ordinary negative emotion; it was a kind of filth deeply ingrained in one's bones and permeating one's aura.

The fact that the heat flow was so disgusting makes it clear who he is.

So, is the starting price of $48888 expensive?
Zhao Xiaochui thought it was too cheap!
"Mr. Li, please relax and stand properly."

To the waitress's surprise, Zhao Xiaochui refused to even offer the usual complimentary tea and went straight to the physical examination.

While the confirmed cases in the client's data came from authoritative tertiary hospitals, the information was limited. The reason why complex and rare diseases are complex and rare is that you know what the problem is, but to fundamentally solve it, you need to solve countless smaller problems.

Will the guests be able to wait until then?

Zhao Xiaochui gestured for Mr. Li to extend his right hand, and lightly touched Mr. Li's wrist with his fingertips to feel his pulse.

His gaze fell on Mr. Li's fingertips, where there was slight atrophy and the nails were somewhat pale. He knew this was malnutrition caused by long-term nerve compression.

"I have numbness and tingling in my neck and right arm, and my fingers are weak, making it difficult to even hold a pen. The hospital's diagnosis of cervical nerve entrapment is correct; the problem is in the C6-C7 segment." Zhao Xiaochui's voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.

The effect of a single sentence is equivalent to countless high-level equipment examinations at a top-tier, authoritative hospital.

The cost is secondary; the key is whether the patient can persevere until all the tests are completed.

Before Zhao Xiaochui's disgust reached its peak, he released the hand that was examining him.

Suppressing the urge to disinfect with strong alcohol, Zhao Xiaochui directly stated the diagnosis of the Golden Finger!
Of course, after the physical examination, Zhao Xiaochui wouldn't allow a single trace of heat to remain in the old man's body.

"Please come with me." Zhao Xiaochui stood up and led Mr. Li into the physiotherapy room.

Under Zhao Xiaochui's instructions, Mr. Li revealed his strong but slightly stiff shoulders and back.

Once he lay down on the treatment bed, Zhao Xiaochui took a deep breath, forcing himself to focus his attention on his fingers, treating this person as a mere guest, a problem that needed to be solved.

He was simply a masseur, that was all there was to his professional ethics.

He quickly completed the preparation of the specially blended essential oil for the elderly.

Qian Mankun stayed with Zhao Xiaochui the whole time. He watched Zhao Xiaochui's quick yet somewhat enigmatic movements, his eyes flickered, and he remained silent.

However, Zhao Xiaochui did not let him off the hook: "Mr. Qian, are you familiar with the customized formula and the subsequent price of the essential oils?"

Qian Mankun nodded.

Money has never been a problem for him. If he can help solve the old man's problem, then money will be even less of a problem.

very good!

Zhao Xiaochui's goal is the same as Qian Mankun's: this old man must live a good life.

Once he's dead, no one will hold him accountable!

Traditional Chinese medicine internal massage.

Knead with both hands.

Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian;

Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian;

The Gallbladder Meridian of Foot-Shaoyang.

Quchi (曲池)

Outer Pass...

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"Um……"

As Zhao Xiaochui finished speaking, 'Mr. Li' uttered a low syllable, which was already a very high compliment for him.

After getting up, he didn't say thank you. Instead, he habitually took out a black card from his pocket, handed it to Qian Mankun, and gestured for him to give it to Zhao Xiaochui.

This indicates that he acknowledged the favor.

Zhao Xiaochui ignored him, simply smiled, and turned to leave the workspace.

He knew this was just the beginning.

In the future, there will be many more people like him, bringing all sorts of "filth" to him.

(End of this chapter)