The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 462 Lucky Guo Fulai
Stepping out of his room and into the public corridor, Guo Fulai saw many fellow patients who had been confined to their rooms and had sallow complexions. Now, they were gathered in twos and threes in the corridor, their faces showing a bewildered yet relaxed expression as they strolled back and forth slowly.

At the elevator entrance, two uniformed security guards were diligently standing guard, gently but firmly dissuading residents who wanted to come downstairs.

"Please understand, everyone. Last night, a technician came to provide group treatments for everyone, and we need to observe the effects now. Please go back to your rooms to rest first. The technicians will visit each of you later, all free of charge. Please be patient while we wait."

Surprisingly, no one made a fuss or complained in the corridor. The patients' faces showed more of an incredible gratitude and a cautious anticipation as they whispered about the subtle improvements they were experiencing.

Guo Fulai's doubts deepened. He turned around and went back to his room to check the time on his phone.

However, after searching the entire room, he discovered that all his important personal belongings, including his phone, wallet, and ID card, had vanished!
Just as he was getting anxious like an ant on a hot pan, a soft knocking sounded on the door.

Guo Fulai hurriedly opened the door, and the next second, he froze!

A woman was standing at the door.

She has a graceful figure and smiling eyes; she is Guoguo, the first top-level technician on the second floor; the perfect goddess in the hearts of countless otaku!
Today, she wore an elegant haute couture outfit, her gentle temperament revealing an indescribable dashing spirit, like a classical beauty who stepped out of a painting.

Guo Fulai, a seasoned homebody, had never seen anything like this in real life. His face instantly turned bright red, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, stammering as he spoke:
"Guo, Sister Guo?! You, what brings you here... I, I..."

He subconsciously wanted to run his hands through his messy hair, but then realized it was inappropriate, and his hand, frozen in mid-air, looked incredibly comical.

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Guoguo couldn't help but chuckle. With the characteristic straightforwardness of a Northeastern girl, she spoke in her slightly hoarse yet exceptionally charming voice:
"Look at you, why are you so tense? I'm just here to check on you, relax!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Fulai hurriedly tried to step aside to let Guoguo into the house, but his elbow slammed into the small dining table by the door with a loud thud, making him wince in pain.

Without saying a word, Guoguo grabbed his arm and pressed him down onto the dining chair next to her.

Seeing him still panting after sitting down, Guoguo put her hands on her hips and scolded him irritably:

"Have you forgotten that you're still a CFS patient? Look at the state you're in now! I finally managed to get some energy back, and you've wasted it all with your clumsy handling!"

Guo Fulai wasn't angry when he was scolded; he just chuckled foolishly.

Guoguo looked at him and asked, "I heard the noise from outside the door. What are you looking for?"

Guo Fulai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I can't find my phone and wallet..."

"Don't bother looking," Guoguo waved her hand dismissively, "We've already taken everything."

"Oh—" Upon hearing this, Guo Fulai's face immediately showed a relieved expression, "As long as it's not lost, as long as it's not lost!"

He had no other doubts; the meager sum in his phone and wallet probably wouldn't even amount to a fraction of what this young lady earned in a day—a massage parlor wouldn't even consider her. Seeing his completely unguarded state, Guoguo chuckled and deliberately teased him:

"You don't even want to ask why we took your things?"

Guo Fulai honestly asked, "Why?"

“To be honest,” Guoguo said, gesturing for him to raise his arm to check his joint mobility, “we do need your things, so we're asking for your help. You'll find out the reason later.” She gently patted his back. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing illegal or unethical, and the reward will be generous.”

"Hey! Use it as you please! No need to pay me! I have money!" Guo Fulai waved his hand generously and turned around to let Guo Guo examine his spine.

"It's your business if you have money, but paying is our rule." Guoguo corrected him with a smile, and helped him take off his coat. "Come on, lie down on the bed and relax."

Guo Fulai, his face flushed, obediently lay down, still insisting, "Sister Guoguo, how much is one treatment? I'm really rich, we don't need it for free!"

"I said no." Guoguo skillfully began to palpate the muscles in his back.

Guo Fulai got a little anxious: "Sister Guoguo! I have a small card in my wallet with a mnemonic phrase on it! You guys..."

"Stop!" Guoguo gently pressed his shoulder, interrupting him. "Your wallet is in the safe. We only took your phone, ID card, and a bank card with only a few cents in balance." She leaned down, lowered her voice, and added with a hint of warning, "Also, you've been out of touch with society for so long. Don't go around bragging about your 'assets'."

Guoguo opened the portable insulated case, took out bottles of essential oils, and explained in a calm tone:
"The authorities and our 'Easy and Slow' program are working together to address the issues faced by patients like you with moderate to severe conditions. Anyone who meets the medical requirements and is willing to follow the procedures will receive the same free treatment as you, until their physical condition reaches a level where they can receive routine medical intervention."

"The authorities will fully cooperate and make good use of the subsequent medical resources. Everyone is working hard to do this well." She emphasized, "So, this is not because you helped that you are being given special treatment, don't overthink it. Just cooperate with the treatment and we will try our best to control your symptoms to the lowest possible level. Once you learn to manage yourself, you may not need to rely on anyone anymore."

Guo Fulai was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Sister Guoguo, how long... do I need to cooperate?"

Clearly, those who dare to dabble in cryptocurrencies have a clear understanding of the risks involved.

Guoguo paused slightly in her massage, a barely perceptible hint of sadness flashing in her eyes, and her voice lowered:

"To be honest...I don't know either."

She sighed softly, "Anyway... I'm really sorry to have troubled you all these past few days."

Guo Fulai smiled sheepishly:

"Sister Guoguo, it's just a small favor. It's nothing compared to my life. Just tell me what you need me to do."

(End of this chapter)