The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 89 Cheating

When the old man was still a teacher, he had accepted many physical copies of online novels and understood the interests of young people. He didn't want to be a background figure for showing off and getting slapped in the face.

Professor Shan asked with a wry smile, "Teacher, you should know that cervical spondylotic myelopathy is an absolute contraindication in traditional Chinese massage?"

“I know,” Xie Yunzhou nodded calmly. “I also know that sensorineural hearing loss is an organic injury and is irreversible.”

The clever old man subtly revealed the extent of his ear's recovery, which was why his son, Professor Xie, had agreed to come.

Upon hearing this reason, the two professors were at a loss for words.

You mean you got lucky? This is the auditory nerve! The optic nerve recovering on its own is considered lucky, but the auditory nerve recovering?
Who has heard of that?

"Teacher, what are the prices like at this store?"

Professor Shan plans to find a solution from another angle.

"Basic massage is 88 yuan."

Seeing that everyone ahead of him had gone inside, Xie Yunzhou also walked into the store, casually swatting away his son's support. "This store is by invitation only and doesn't use review and group-buying platforms. If you feel unwell, remember to ask me for an invitation code."

Professor Shan was both amused and exasperated: "Teacher, my institution is a university of traditional Chinese medicine."

He is a professor in a top-tier discipline at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Does your workplace have any traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who treat sensorineural hearing loss?"

Professor Shan: "..."

He wanted to say yes, because there really were professors at the school who were using the guise of treating sensorineural hearing loss to popularize science online, intending to become internet celebrities and make a living.

"By the way, the service time is 20 minutes for 88 yuan. This is the trial operation price. If you want to experience it, hurry up, or they will raise the price later."

After saying that, Xie Yunzhou went into the store.

The newly hired waitresses were young and beautiful. After seeing Xie Yunzhou, they checked the tablet in their hands, confirmed the reservation of the VIP, and then enthusiastically stepped forward to lead the way.

"Teacher Xie, please come with me."

Xie Yunzhou glanced back at the two professors as if to warn them, then followed the young woman into the studio.

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Zhao Xiaochui's studio on the first floor is quite large. The room is separated by glass walls, so if the curtains are not drawn, people inside and outside can see each other.

This is for the benefit of both the female customer and the young Zhao Xiaochui. Under normal circumstances, they would not pull each other, and the first floor, which is easy and slow to walk on, is covered with surveillance cameras, just like the hospital.

If a guest needs deep sleep, the studio has also set aside three separate rooms specifically for that type of guest.

Xie Yunzhou needed a deep sleep today. The old man stammered as he explained why he had brought people with him. Zhao Xiaochui looked at the two concerned old men outside the glass wall and whispered a reminder:
"Teacher Xie, I don't have the relevant certificates."

"Don't worry about that, I've already made arrangements so no one will gossip," Xie Yunzhou said, turning his back to Zhao Xiaochui as he examined him. He cautiously asked, "Xiaochui, the one on the left is a professor from the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Will that affect you?"

He felt that Zhao Xiaochui had some special abilities. Having spent his whole life teaching and educating people, he always put himself in the children's shoes and was afraid that Zhao Xiaochui would encounter any injustice.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled and reassured, "Teacher Xie, haven't you heard of internal martial arts in traditional Chinese medicine?"

Xie Yunzhou blinked: "The Yi Jin Jing?"

"Yes, that's one of them. They're all nationally certified. I practice the Six Healing Sounds."

After completing the initial physical examination, Zhao Xiaochui gestured for the old man to let his hands hang naturally, and then placed his right hand on the old man's back.

The upgraded hot stream is still very enthusiastic when it sees the top-level teachers, but it will no longer wander around aimlessly.

"Teacher Xie, I need you to make a 'xi' sound, remember to lightly touch the tip of your tongue against your lower teeth, and exhale a long, thin breath from between your teeth."

Xie Yunzhou cooperated fully and carefully noted down: "When do we speak?"

"It's time to speak up." The words had barely left Xie Yunzhou's ears when a surge of heat suddenly rushed to his throat.

"Hey~"

He clearly felt a slight coolness suddenly in his lungs.

Zhao Xiaochui, he's cheating.

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"Fuck~"

Outside the glass wall, Professor Shan stared in disbelief at the situation inside.

"This...this is it already mastered?"

Professor Xie, standing nearby, asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened to my dad?"

Professor Shan looked around the room with a complicated expression, muttering to himself:
"That's a good thing. Let's see, let's see..."

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"Teacher Xie, in the Qigong courses at Chinese Medicine universities, there is an emphasis on avoiding metaphysical descriptions. Students need to be taught the neuro-respiratory-myofascial linkage mechanism of the Six Healing Sounds, rather than the abstract concept of 'qi sensation.'"

This kind of blunt truth copied directly from textbooks, coming from Zhao Xiaochui's mouth, is just fooling people.

He then had the old man practice the "Xi" mantra twice more.

After another physical examination, it was confirmed that the practice of the "Xi" sound had relaxed the old man's back muscles, so he was instructed to get on the massage bed.

Zhao Xiaochui took out his tablet, tapped it a couple of times, and then casually pushed the prepared far-infrared therapy device aside.

Since the elderly person's muscles have already relaxed to a degree that machines cannot achieve, this thing is no longer useful.

A moment later, a waitress came in carrying a metal insulated box. Under Zhao Xiaochui's direction, she helped the old man take off his shirt and took out a towel with a temperature of about 40 degrees Celsius to apply to the old man's neck.

Once the temperature cooled down, the young lady changed to a new towel.

Zhao Xiaochui stood to the side, looking at the elderly man's latest examination results on the tablet.

The hot compress needs to be applied for ten minutes. Since the top-level teacher said there's no need to worry about the certificate, he's redesigned the plan. This time, it's not about relieving symptoms, but about treatment!

Become a great massage therapist, start with this old man.

The electric curtains began to slowly close.

However, Zhao Xiaochui, who was holding a tablet, waved to the two professors without making them worry.

The two cautiously glanced at Xie Yunzhou, and seeing that he didn't react, they went inside at Zhao Xiaochui's signal and sat in the lounge chairs. The waitress had prepared light snacks and tea for them.

Are either of them professors with top-tier expertise from a university of traditional Chinese medicine?
Zhao Xiaochui wasn't afraid of him watching.

In the treatment plan, the Golden Finger technique is only an auxiliary method; the entire treatment involves traditional Chinese medicine internal energy massage. If the professor can sense the presence of 'qi,' Zhao Xiaochui would really like to consult him.

What exactly is 'qi'?

When he used his internal energy cultivation techniques, he only felt the loss of physical strength and vitality, but no 'qi', unless the 'heat flow' was 'qi'.

Zhao Xiaochui did not take the opportunity to ask the professor any questions. The old man's muscles had already relaxed, the treatment had begun, and it was not appropriate for him to make any noise at this time.

He operated the tablet, making some settings according to the personal preferences filled in by the elderly man.

Cervical spondylotic myelopathy (CSM) is the most dangerous type of cervical spondylosis. It is caused by herniated discs, osteophytes, or thickened ligaments that compress the spinal cord, leading to numbness in the limbs, unsteady gait (feeling like walking on cotton), and in severe cases, paralysis.

Next, let this professor witness what kind of miracles can happen when traditional Chinese medicine internal energy cultivation is combined with modern technology.

(End of this chapter)