Yang Mu's two fingers seemed to have a strange magic power. As the fingers rubbed, the sharp pain like acupuncture slowly receded like the tide. After a while, Shang Qingdai's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed.
She felt that not long had passed when Yang Mu's teasing voice sounded in her ears: "Five minutes have passed. Are you planning to sleep on my chest?"
Only then did Shang Qingdai realize that the other party's hands had been removed from her head at some point, and the severe stinging sensation completely disappeared, replaced by a burst of refreshment and indescribable relaxation.
She blushed slightly and quickly left Yang Mu's chest, saying in surprise: "You...how did you do it? Is that breath just now Qigong?"
Of course, it was not qigong, but true qi. However, Yang Mu did not intend to explain this to the other party.
"You can understand it as Qigong. The reason for your headache is that the head injury caused the three yang meridians in the head to be slightly misaligned, which in turn led to poor blood flow in the brain! I use real... Qigong to help you align the meridians
, dredge the qi and blood, the problem will naturally be solved, and it will be solved.”
Yang Mu said slowly, "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to prescribing the right medicine. As long as you understand where the root of the problem is, it often doesn't take much time to solve the problem. If you don't know where the problem is and are going in the wrong direction, it won't matter how much time you spend."
It's a fool's errand.
For example, if a bone is misaligned, taking medicine internally or externally will have limited effect no matter how long it takes. However, if the bone is straightened in a second or two, the problem will be solved.
The way of Chinese medicine is extensive, profound, and has a long history. Many of its methods have never been heard of by ordinary people. When they hear things they cannot understand, they say that Chinese medicine doctors are magicians. In the final analysis, they are just ignorant!"
When Yang Mu spoke, he looked at Cai Dafen, making it clear that he was talking about her!
Cai Dafen just said that Chinese medicine doctors are swindlers, which made him feel very unhappy.
In fact, the medical skills in Yang Mu's mind have gone beyond the scope of traditional Chinese medicine. For example, using zhenqi to treat people is not an ordinary traditional Chinese medicine method.
But this does not prevent Yang Mu from being proud of Chinese culture!
He was really disgusted with a guy like Cai Dafen, who was self-centered and had little understanding of Chinese medicine, but spoke of Chinese medicine in all kinds of horrible ways.
Cai Dafen's face turned blue and white after being ridiculed by Yang Mu, but she could not refute.
Shang Qingdai looked a little embarrassed. Just now, in her mind, she had already characterized Yang Mu as a swindler.
Wu Yanmei looked at Yang Mu who was talking eloquently, rubbed her eyes, and suspected that everything in front of her was an illusion. Yang Mu could really cure diseases, and was he so powerful?
How many secrets does this kid hide?
Since he is so powerful, why on earth did he come to the "Bianan Bar" to be a waiter, and what is his purpose?
"Miss Shang, is your headache really gone?"
Song Yuankai swallowed and said in disbelief.
Shang Qingdai nodded: "Every time I had a headache in the past, it would last for more than ten minutes. I tried various methods, not to mention stopping the headache, or even relieving it. Now my head doesn't hurt at all, and I have never had any pain in my head."
As I am now so relaxed, it is obvious that as he said, the problem has been solved."
"You should keep your word, right?" Yang Mu said.
Shang Qingdai knew what he was referring to. She looked at Cai Dafen and said, "Ten slaps, just bear with it."
Bear it for a while?
Cai Dafen's face turned green. She didn't want to bear it, but she didn't dare not to bear it. She had promised the other party just now, and if she regretted it now, she would offend Shang Qingdai!
The problem is that the Song family cannot afford to offend others!
What else could she do if she couldn't bear it?
Cai Dafen looked at Song Yuankai for help. Song Yuankai had a gloomy face but said nothing.
Yang Mu sneered and looked at Wu Yanmei: "Sister Mei, go and slap her! Ten slaps, slap her hard!"
"Me?" Wu Yanmei pointed to herself, hesitating.
"Yes! As long as I am here, no one can bully you, Sister Mei. If she dares to slap you, she will pay you back tenfold now!" Yang Mu looked serious.
Wu Yanmei felt warm in her heart and walked up to Cai Dafen.
Cai Dafen stared at her angrily, her eyes full of threats!
Snap!
Wu Yanmei hesitated for a moment, then slapped Cai Dafen on the face. Although the slap sounded, the force was not very strong.
She looked at Cai Dafen, who was staring at her, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Yuankai staring at her coldly. Years of experience had made her fearful of the Song family. When she swung out her palm, she didn't have enough power, just like
When facing people from the Song family, I had no confidence at all.
Snap!
Snap!
…
Slap after slap was taken out, but there was not even a slap mark on Cai Dafen's face.
"This is the last slap. Did you not eat, or did you not drink enough milk as a child, and you only have this strength? You were born in a lowly position, and your courage is as small as that of a mouse hiding in a smelly ditch!"
Cai Dafen was so proud that she actually mocked him.
A hand stretched out from behind Wu Yanmei and grabbed her soft and white hand.
"Sister Mei, as long as I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of her."
Yang Mu's palm overlapped with Wu Yanmei's palm from behind, and then he pushed and slapped Cai Dafen hard on the face, making a "snap" sound!
Cai Dafen screamed and was whipped until she sat on the ground. The left side of her face was red and swollen, blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth, and two of her teeth fell out.
"Remember what you promised before!"
After Yang Mu said something to Shang Qingdai, he pulled Wu Yanmei and left the room.
"You brat, how long do you want to hold my hand?" Wu Yanmei said coquettishly after leaving the villa and walking some distance away.
Only then did Yang Mu notice that he was still holding Wu Yanmei's little hand tightly. He let go of his hand with a dry smile and scratched his head: "Sister Mei, your hand is so small. I held it in my hand and even forgot about it.
"
Wu Yanmei rolled her eyes at him charmingly, her words sounded like she was teasing herself.
"You are actually a Chinese medicine practitioner, so let me ask you, can you treat scars?" Wu Yanmei hesitated for a moment and asked the question she wanted to know.
"Scars? Of course, no problem! Sister Mei, do you have scars on your body? Why didn't I see them?"
Yang Mu was confused at first, but soon saw Wu Yanmei's pretty face was stained with a layer of crimson, and realized that the scar should be in a relatively private place, and said:
"I can treat scars. If you want to achieve the best treatment effect, it's best to let me take a look at the specific condition of the scar so that I can prescribe the right medicine!"
Wu Yanmei's face turned red. The location of the scar was too embarrassing for him to see.
But a woman's love for beauty made her want to make that scar disappear. What's more, this scar was left when the second ancestor of the Song family kidnapped her and had a car accident.
Every time she sees this scar, she will think of that nightmare day, and she hopes that the scar will disappear soon.
"You come with me."
Wu Yanmei was not a mother-in-law, so she quickly made a decision, blushed slightly, and led Yang Mu towards her car.
Yang Mu looked at Wu Yanmei's slightly red face and felt that it was so beautiful that there were a few ripples in his heart.