The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 406 Please be kind to yourselves, fellow readers.

Chapter 406 Please be kind to yourselves, fellow readers.

Zhao Xiaochui shifted his gaze from the stiff-bodied Chen Mingliang to the customers who had been arguing about the fees, his voice softening yet firm:

"Relaxed Travel strictly prohibits investigating members' backgrounds, but you are all lucky to have encountered responsible doctors. The doctor who recommended Mr. Chen was not at ease and specifically contacted the emergency contact he left to verify the situation—the symptoms I just described are not because I am so miraculous, but entirely the result of that doctor's meticulous investigation."

He surveyed the entire room, his gaze intense:

"So, since we have such good medical resources and such dedicated doctors, why can't you all take responsibility for yourselves and be good patients who cooperate with treatment?"

In the quiet lobby, a customer suddenly muttered, "Six months to get diagnosed...who has the time to cooperate with that?"

"The problem is—" Zhao Xiaochui's voice suddenly rose, filled with barely suppressed anger, "you don't even have six months left! Otherwise, why would those doctors have pushed you here?"

He stared at the customer who had spoken up: "Right now, all the authoritative guidelines clearly state in black and white that there is no cure for this disease! You don't even have a confirmed diagnosis, and the latest clinical trials are all closed to you! What's the result? You're just watching yourself lie in bed for 22 hours a day!"

The whole place was dead silent.

Zhao Xiaochui took a deep breath and said in a sorrowful tone, "Is family more important? Is the child's future more important? But what if the child works themselves to the bone to get into a top university, only to follow in your footsteps and end up with a host of health problems?"

These words struck everyone like a heavy hammer blow.

"Which is longer, six months or a lifetime?"

Zhao Xiaochui looked at these people and said, word by word:

“You belong to the generation that can still endure hardship, while we young people enjoy the lingering warmth of your struggles. Some say that every generation has its own pressures, which is true, but your generation has overestimated the pressure you bear.”

“You think I’m still okay, but actually you’re already exhausted. You think I can still hold on, but actually you’re already overdrawing your resources.”

Zhao Xiaochui looked around and posed a series of soul-searching questions:
How many hours do you sleep a day now?

How many times a month can you do sports?

Are you overweight?

"How many times a month can you relax mentally? Even scrolling through short videos counts."

"Healthy eating? High in oil, salt, and sugar?"

Do you have any hobbies that you've stuck with?

Have you ever bought yourself a reward that costs more than 500 yuan?

As Zhao Xiaochui bombarded them with questions, the middle-aged customers fell silent, and many subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't press the matter further; he simply waved his hand and sighed softly:

"Easy and leisurely travel will take full responsibility for your condition, free of charge."

"All we need is for everyone to cooperate and not focus all their attention on their families and children—they don't deserve it if you don't care about or love them after they get this disease. Everyone, please be kind to yourselves."

...After Zhao Xiaochui finished providing psychological support to the customers present, he turned his gaze back to Chen Mingliang, who was lying on the massage bed. He gently tapped his invisible earpiece and whispered something.

Soon, three trainee technicians in uniform walked forward, looking slightly nervous.

They were compensations brought back from the Deep Exploration door-to-door service project. They should have returned to their original units, such as the State Guesthouse, but now, by a twist of fate, they have officially joined Easy Slow Travel.

It's unclear what they think about this change in their life trajectory, but in Zhao Xiaochui's view, at least their mindset is stable—after all, those who are restless and impatient can't even get close to the basics of traditional Chinese medicine, let alone pass the assessment to become trainee technicians.

The three middle-aged female trainee technicians were clearly used to big scenes; their nervousness was simply because they had never met a 'big shot' like Zhao Xiaochui before.

You have to understand that many of those elderly people were used to them serving them, and it would be very difficult to transfer even one of them, but in the end, they were all transferred.

This young man is somewhat frightening.

However, their nervousness was quickly replaced by focus, as the important figure's on-site instruction began.

"Chronic fatigue syndrome is not unique to modern times. Ancient medical texts record conditions such as general weakness and lily disease, and their clinical manifestations and hypothetical causes are highly consistent with modern medicine."

He spoke slowly, making sure everyone could understand, "The difference between ancient and modern research lies in the methodology: the ancients relied on symptom summarization, while modern researchers use molecular verification."

He looked around at everyone and continued, "Modern medicine is helpless against this disease, but our ancestors left us a way. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes multiple factors causing the disease, such as infection, overwork, and emotional factors, which coincides with modern models of viral triggering and immune metabolism."

At this point, he suddenly turned to the onlookers and reminded them:
"Unless you find a true master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I don't recommend taking Chinese medicine. Your bodies are already lacking something; taking a bunch of large-molecule drugs makes it difficult to determine which component is effective and which is causing new damage."

Such contradictory views left everyone present dumbfounded—as a master of traditional Chinese medicine internal massage, don't you want to listen to what you're saying?
Zhao Xiaochui simply shrugged at people's reactions without offering any explanation, reiterating once again that "if you're going to look for someone, look for a top TCM expert with successful case studies," before returning to the main topic.

“There is experimental data to support this disease from the perspectives of the modern HPA axis, mitochondria, and the immune system. Correspondingly, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, we need to address the residual pathogens after the virus, overwork damaging the spleen, emotional stagnation, body aches and pains, difficulty falling asleep, and waking up in the early morning.”

Zhao Xiaochui's approach is simple: he identifies Western medical symptoms with traditional Chinese medicine theories and then uses traditional Chinese massage to resolve them. He doesn't care about or participate in other debates.

He poured out the prepared formula of essential oils, gestured for the three trainee technicians to place their hands on Chen Mingliang's body, then took a deep breath and slowly extended his hands.

Heat therapy combined with traditional Chinese medicine internal energy massage.

Tap your thumbs together lightly.

The Governing Vessel (Du Mai).

Baihui point resonates...

Zhao Xiaochui was activating the heat flow not to directly treat Chen Mingliang's illness, but to open the eyes of the three trainee technicians, so that they could personally experience what kind of state it was necessary to break through the bottleneck and grow into true senior technicians.

Guoguo said that they would need another week or two to get into a formal working state, but Zhao Xiaochui wouldn't mind speeding things up for these nationally certified and sponsored talents.

"Baihui invigorates Yang and awakens the spleen, activates the HPA axis, and relieves visual disturbances caused by orthostatic intolerance."

Before he finished speaking, sweat was pouring down Zhao Xiaochui's forehead like rain—without the support of heat to sustain his life force, relying solely on traditional Chinese medicine techniques was incredibly taxing.

(End of this chapter)

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