Zhang Yong laughed and said, "I'm just asking you, are you great? Are you great? Haha!"
Seeing Zhang Yong's triumphant expression, Wen Qingya didn't want to admit it, but she didn't have the strength.
She had never felt so comfortable in her life.
Is this really a massage?
Where does that sense of smoothness that penetrates deep into the soul come from?
It’s even more unforgettable than the perfect blend of soul and body between a man and a woman who loves each other!
Wen Qingya was a little angry and out of breath. She raised her eyes and glanced at He Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, do you want this bad guy to be the training teacher for your new employees?"
He Xiaomei's face turned red.
She felt that she was the boss, and even though she felt very comfortable, she refused to admit it.
You obviously want Teacher Zhang to stay, but you throw the problem to yourself!
"Sister, your boss is no longer good, so don't worry about her! Just tell me, is my brother great?"
He Xiaomei's ears turned red.
Wen Qingya is an old maid, but she is a little virgin!
Wen Qingya was embarrassed to answer, so she was embarrassed?
"Well..." He Xiaomei nodded.
"Did you hear that?"
Zhang Yong burst out laughing, Wen Qingya glared at He Xiaomei and cursed secretly, "Xiaolang Hoozi, you just went to work and you changed your mind. It's really..."
There was no way, Wen Qingya had asked the question herself, and now that she had received a positive answer, she had no way to shirk the blame!
"Even if I invite you, do you, Boss Zhang, really have time to train us?"
Wen Qingya is a tough-tongued woman.
Zhang Yong wanted to know if Wen Qingya's other parts were as tough as her mouth!
He thought about it and realized that his time was indeed precious.
His method of pushing the uterus and activating blood circulation is really difficult.
Acupuncture points can be identified by looking at pictures, how to do Qigong?
Zhang Yong has no quick secret!
He Xiaomei looks slim, delicate and frail. She looks like an honest girl, and she probably doesn't have any sports background.
"What? Wasn't it great just now? Now that I really want you to come, are you scared?"
Wen Qingya was unhappy.
"Haha, just come, no one is afraid of whom. But my technique requires Qigong practice. Are you sure you need to learn it?"
"...No wonder it's so great..."
Wen Qingya muttered.
If you really want to practice qigong and reach Zhang Yong's level, it will take at least several decades.
Zhang Yong himself estimates that he has at least a dozen years of skill in practicing the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique.
No one else can do this!
Ordinary qigong is even less likely to be achieved quickly!
"Teacher Zhang...I...I want to learn, can you teach me? I really want to learn Qigong!"
In fact, if he wants to achieve quick success, Zhang Yong has another way.
Gathering Spirits!
When the concentration of spiritual energy is extremely strong, ordinary people can absorb the spiritual energy.
If Zhang Yong uses drugs to stimulate the human body, all the pores in his body can breathe freely and absorb spiritual energy at will!
In this way, practicing Qigong will get twice the result with half the effort!
But why?
He Xiaomei is not Zhang Yong’s wife?
The Gu King of Spirit-Gathering Creatures cultivated by Zhang Yong takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to be born!
"I swore that I would only teach my wife Qigong. Hehe, sister, I'm sorry. I can teach you massage techniques and acupuncture points for pushing the uterus and activating blood circulation, but I can't teach you Qigong!"
"You bad boy, you just want to take advantage of someone else's little girl. She is just a young girl. It's so shameless to be targeted by a big pervert like you when she has just grown up!"
Wen Qingya scolded Zhang Yong, but what was shocking was that He Xiaomei was stunned for a moment and actually nodded directly.
"Teacher Zhang, I...as long as you are willing to teach me Qigong, I...I can be your wife!"
He Xiaomei's tears and flowers kept blooming.
She kept talking about her miserable childhood.
It turns out that she was a girl who grew up in a single-parent family. Her father died early and her mother was paralyzed.
The doctor said that her mother could only get better through Qigong massage.
But He Xiaomei had to take care of the family since she was a teenager, and had no money and no time to study.
In order to treat her mother's illness, He Xiaomei finally saved some money. When she arrived in the county, she wanted to learn Qigong massage.
Unfortunately, Qigong has long since disappeared.
He Xiaomei learned some massage to treat her mother’s illness!
"Teacher Zhang, please, I really want to learn. I have met many scammers and been defrauded of money, but I know that what you just did must be qigong... please!"
The little girl burst into tears, and Wen Qingya, who was always serious, couldn't help but hug her and comfort her.
"Bad boy, why don't you agree quickly? Are you really hard-hearted? Can you help the little girl?"
Wen Qingya identified Zhang Yong with just one sentence.
Not only is he a bad guy, he is also a tough guy!
"Ahem... I told you earlier, you take me home and I will help you treat your mother's illness. I may have a solution!"
"Really? My mother has been paralyzed for more than thirty years..."
He Xiaomei was shocked. She heard the doctor say that her mother's muscles and bones had long been damaged.
Even if the disease is cured, it is only to maintain life, not to make the disability better.
Does Zhang Yong have such great ability?
"Haha, if I cure your mother, you will have to work as a horse for me even in the next life!"
"...If you really cure my mother, even in the next life, I will marry you as your wife and give you ten or eight sons!"
"..."
He Xiaomei almost kowtowed.
Fortunately, Wen Qingya held her back.
"Bad boy, get out of here, I'll pay for the medical expenses!"
"Ahem...Boss Wen, we are here to discuss business!" Zhang Yong was so depressed.
Therefore, women only act emotionally. Once they are taken over, there is no rationality left.
Wen Qingya stamped her foot and cursed, "No matter what kind of business it is, I just promise you. Now you just treat Xiaomei's mother, don't worry about anything else!"
"Thank you boss, boss... you are really my great benefactor!"
He Xiaomei really knelt down now.
The old maid and the little virgin hugged each other with tears in their eyes.
In fact, Wen Qingya was an orphan. She understood this emotion very well and was very moved by He Xiaomei's filial piety.
Zhang Yong reluctantly took He Xiaomei's little hand.
"Xiao Meimei, go home with your uncle. Uncle will help your mother treat her illness!"
"...Sex embryo, if you talk nicely, will you die?"
Wen Qingya slapped Zhang Yong on the back.
She gave He Xiaomei a sum of money and sent them downstairs in person.
Zhang Yong drove He Xiaomei straight to her home.
He Xiaomei's family lives in the next village, Wata Village.
This is a poor mountain ravine just like Shigazi Village.
When we arrived at He Xiaomei's home, it was already dark.
Zhang Yong saw He Xiaomei's mother slumped on the bed in the dim light.
"Xiaomei...this is...who is this?"
"Mom, this is Teacher Zhang. He is a very powerful doctor. He knows Qigong and he can cure you!"
He Xiaomei was very excited, but her mother was full of doubts.
"Young man, you... are so young, do you know how to do Qigong? You are not... lying to my daughter, are you? This child is suffering, don't lie to her..."
"...Auntie, won't you know if I show it to you? I don't want money!"
Zhang Yong's humor and cheerfulness made He Xiaomei's mother feel that he was not a bad person.
She heard that no money was required, so she reluctantly agreed.
"Come, Auntie, lie down, I'll feel your pulse first, and then take a closer look!"