Chapter 13: ointment massage
Chapter 13 Ointment Massage
On the second floor of Kang's Medical Center.
“Come on, take off your clothes!”
“You can shout if it hurts, I will try to be gentle.”
“Stop, have you practiced those special skills? If you haven’t practiced, you don’t need to take off your underwear.”
…”
Qi Sui lay prone on the bed with his hands on his chin. He was completely naked except for a pair of underwear.
“Come on, raise your arms!”
A middle-aged man with a strong build was doing whatever he wanted to Qi Sui's body. He poured the medicinal moisturizing ointment secretly made in the pharmacy into the palm of his hand and spread it evenly all over the young man's body, turning his slightly pale complexion into Glossy brown.
Qi Sui closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
The wandering palms were covered with calluses and rough, but they were full of strong strength and the massage was moderate, allowing the ointment to fully penetrate into his severely damaged muscles.
The light cooling sensation gradually submerges the soreness of the muscles.
“Vitality +1, Mental Power +1”
“Vitality +1, Mental Power +1”
…”
Illusory translucent green numbers floated above the head.
“How are you, young man? Is my craft okay?” The middle-aged man took the initiative to talk.
Qi Sui squinted his eyes and said, "It's very impressive. I think my uncle is an old employee of the medical center, right? This massage technique is really amazing!"
"Hahaha, I have been working under Mr. Kang for almost ten years. My unique massage skills are praised by many big shots. That means you are lucky today. There are not many customers in the hospital, otherwise you would not be able to enjoy it. ." The middle-aged man laughed heartily.
He originally thought that most high school students with immature appearance like Qi Sui would be socially intimidated, but he didn't expect that this guy actually spoke nicely, which aroused his interest in chatting.
“Have you heard, the owner of the Qinlong Martial Arts Hall, that a well-known martial arts master in the Xia Kingdom’s martial arts world would ask me to give him a massage every time he comes to the Martial Arts Hall?”
"I haven't even heard of Mr. Qin, so how can I still be considered a native of Qinhai City?" Qi Sui responded with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would also enjoy the treatment of a martial arts master today."
Qin Long, the master of Qinlong Martial Arts Gym, can be described as a legendary figure in Qinhai City.
As early as fifty years ago in the martial arts college entrance examination, he won the supreme honor of being the number one scholar in Xia Kingdom's martial arts.
Later, he graduated from Qinglong University, one of the four major martial arts schools in the Xia Kingdom, with dazzling results. He entered the senior level of the Xia Kingdom’s martial arts through the central selection process.
Just as everyone thought that he would achieve extraordinary things with his invincible appearance, who would have expected that God would be jealous of talents.
Suffered heavy losses in a secret fight.
Although he was lucky enough to save his life, he had no hope of being extraordinary in this life. Frustrated, he chose to return to his hometown and founded the Qinlong Martial Arts School, from which batches of outstanding warriors emerged, spreading light and heat on the territory of Daxia.
“Young man, I saw you wearing a school uniform just now. He should be a martial arts student from Qinhai No. 1 Middle School, right?”
“Which martial arts school do you study under?”
The two of them chatted without a word, and the man's hands were not slow, making Qi Sui's bones and veins make a comfortable and crisp sound from time to time.
“The martial arts gym is too expensive. I haven’t been to one yet.”
“Have you never been to a martial arts school?”
The movement of the man's hands stopped, and then he continued the massage and said: "Young man, you can't save this kind of money. If you want to take the martial arts college entrance examination, it will be difficult for you to get good results without joining a martial arts school."
Qi Sui certainly knows this truth.
The significance of martial arts schools to martial arts students is far more important than those extracurricular cram schools in previous lives.
The martial arts education popularized in Xia Guo High School is very basic. If you really want to practice something and push the skills to a advanced level, you can only join a martial arts school with powerful martial arts masters or even martial arts masters. possible.
“Uncle, I don’t want to save money, but I really can’t afford it. My parents are both working-class people. The entrance fee of 500,000 yuan to Qinlong Martial Arts School requires them to go without food or drink for nearly ten years.” Qi Sui smiled bitterly.
The middle-aged man thought thoughtfully and said: "I see, if you haven't joined a martial arts school and have reached this level by yourself, it means that your basic martial arts talent is very good." Not a single martial artist he has massaged has Thousands are already eight hundred.
Qisui's muscles give him a very "strong" feeling, which is considered superior among martial artists. With professional guidance and proper training, his strength will increase very quickly.
"I know a few friends at the Qinlong Martial Arts School. I heard that they are recruiting some people with martial arts skills to do part-time jobs. The pay is not low. If they perform well, they may even get some pointers. How about it? Are you interested?" the middle-aged man asked.
Hearing this, Qi Sui subconsciously wanted to sit up, but was pushed down on the bed by the man: "Is there such a good thing? Of course I am willing to go, even if I don't get paid, I can go inside and watch them practice. It’s also good.”
“That’s okay, just go and tell the manager over there that I recommended him.”
The middle-aged man smiled.
For him, this kind of thing is just a matter of words. As for whether Qi Sui can win the attention of Qinlong Martial Arts School, it depends on his own ability.
“Okay, the massage is over, do you want to add another hour?”
The middle-aged man squeezed the soles of Qi Sui's feet several times, then stood up and packed his things.
“No more, I’m sorry for bothering you.”
Qi Sui turned over and sat up, briefly moving his body.
The bones and tendons make bursts of roaring sounds.
It is like a rusty machine that has been idle for many years and is suddenly lubricated, making it extremely smooth.
【Vitality: 101/110】
【Mental Power: 113/150】
This 50,000 yuan is well spent!
“Okay, remember to give me a five-star review. Go and clean it.”
The middle-aged man waved his hand and disappeared out the door.
Seeing no one around, Qi Sui took off his underwear and got into the tub next to him.
The bathtub is soaked with medicinal materials, which are helpful for repairing the body, but the price is much cheaper than the "Runzhi Lingpao", which is a free item in the massage package.
After a brief cleaning, Qi Sui got dressed and walked downstairs with wet hair.
While it was still early, he wanted to go to Qinlong Martial Arts School to check out the situation.
“Qisui, how do you feel?”
Kang Qinghe was sitting at the counter, biting a yogurt straw at the corner of his lips, and was flipping through a pathology book.
Qi Suigong raised his hands to express his gratitude: "Kang's Medical Center is well-deserved. I feel much better physically. If I need it in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to come and trouble you."
“It’s no trouble, as long as you bring enough money!”
Kang Qinghe took a sip of yogurt, and two cute dimples appeared on his pretty face: "But you still have to pay attention to your body when you practice in the future. Martial arts emphasizes step-by-step. It is relatively easy to treat an injury for the first time. If you don't pay attention to nourishing your body later on, , will become more and more difficult until it becomes an incurable disease.”
“Okay, okay, thank you for reminding me, we will see you again by fate.” Qi Sui expressed his thanks again.
“It’s not a good thing to see me again. The best thing is to never see me again!”
Kang Qinghe shook his head, lowered his head and continued to study pathology books.
Qi Sui took a few more glances at the girl's black hair hanging down her cheek. Under her thin right cheek, there seemed to be a black line slowly moving.
Are you dazzled?
He shook his head and didn't think about it any more. He raised the curtain and walked out of the hospital. The cold air hit his face and poured into his chest, feeling indescribably refreshing. He waved his hand and stopped a taxi.
“Qinlong Martial Arts School.”
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(End of this chapter)