"Auntie." Zhang Ji called softly, bringing the worried Zhao Ji's thoughts back to reality, and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, your body is fine, you just need some recuperation."
After listening to Zhang Ji's words, Zhao Ji immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at Zhang Ji with resentful eyes, her red lips slightly pouted, and she looked quite delicate, complaining: "If you sigh like this during diagnosis in the future, I will let him." The guards will pierce your heart and lungs to see how you still sigh."
Of course, Zhao Ji was not really angry. Seeing Zhang Ji's embarrassed expression, she felt that he did not mean it, so she changed the subject and asked, "How should I recover? Do I have to drink those bitter decoctions again?"
Facts have proven that most women, no matter how old they are, dislike the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine. Even if they know that drinking it is good for the body, they will hesitate or even refuse to drink it.
The same is true for Zhao Ji. Although she is thirty-five years old, she still has the character of a little girl and is unwilling to drink these bitter Chinese medicines.
Zhang Ji pondered for a while and said: "It will take about a year and a half to recover with decoction. Besides, long-term use of decoction is also harmful to the body."
"There is a saying in medical books: 'Diseases have their size when they are old and new. They are poisonous and non-poisonous, so they should be treated regularly. To treat a disease with big poisons, six out of ten should be eliminated; to treat a disease with frequent poisons, seven out of ten should be eliminated; to treat a disease with small poisons, seven out of ten should be treated. Eliminate eight out of ten; treat diseases without poison, eliminate nine out of ten; feed them with grains, meats, fruits and vegetables to nourish them. If you don't overdo it, it will damage its integrity. If you don't do it to the full extent, you should return to the law.'"
"The general idea can be summarized in five words: medicine is three parts poison."
"Even if aunt's body is cured with decoction, it will still damage her body, so my nephew decided to use a method that does not hurt her body." At this point, Zhang Ji's face showed a look of embarrassment and embarrassment, "It's just This method...maybe a little unreasonable, as you need to press the acupuncture points for your aunt."
Zhao Ji didn't care about this. She was born as a dancing queen, and she didn't pay much attention to the so-called etiquette. Later, she learned some etiquette after marrying Ying Zichu, but she was abandoned and worked in HD for so long. How can she care about etiquette? ?
"It doesn't matter, just do it."
After saying that, Zhao Ji waved her hands, as if she was feeling sleepy because she got up too early and had just finished the morning meal. Moreover, she did not treat Zhang Ji as an outsider in her heart, and her sitting posture gradually became unable to maintain the image of the Queen Mother. She leaned lazily on the armrest, yawned, and gave up sitting on her knees, instead letting her jade buttocks sit directly on her. Landing on the cushion, the pair of jade legs stretched sideways and landed on the cushion, and the pair of jade feet completely fell into Zhang Ji's eyes.
Zhang Ji looked at the pair of beautiful feet. The ten toes were as white as red grapes and rosy. The toenails were also painted with bright red nail polish, which looked particularly charming.
Above the beautiful feet are the white ankles, and above that are the slender calves as smooth as jade, but half of them are covered by the red dress, and the beautiful scenery above is invisible.
But the crimson dress was faintly exposed in front of Zhang Ji with Zhao Ji's lazy movements.
"Then forgive me for being rude, nephew."
Zhang Ji leaned forward and stretched out his sinful hands towards Zhao Ji.
"ah!"
Zhao Ji let out a sweet cry and looked at Zhang Ji with a blushing face.
But Zhang Ji did not stop moving. Instead, he took off the black socks from Zhao Jiyu's feet, indicating that he was treating her illness.
"Your Majesty, do you feel that your sleepiness has disappeared?"
Zhao Ji suddenly woke up from her shyness, and her sleepiness seemed to be gradually fading away.
"This is the effect of stimulating acupuncture points in the human body."
Zhang Ji saw that Zhao Ji did not withdraw his jade feet, so he continued to knead them.
"This is the Li Neiting point, which has the effect of calming the nerves and calming the mind." Zhang Ji pinched another point and explained, "And this is the Yongquan point, which has the effect of opening up the mind and awakening the mind."
Zhang Ji's slightly hot hands tightly grasped Zhao Ji's cold and smooth feet, and asked Zhao Ji to extend her feet from the front to face him. The hem of her skirt fell slightly as Zhao Ji's feet were lifted up. A few inches, revealing fair skin.
At the same time, Zhang Ji condensed another internal force into his hands, allowing his hands to emit bursts of heat, warming Zhao Ji's feet.
And, that's not all.
Zhang Ji injected the internal force into Zhao Ji's body along the soles of her feet, cleaning out the toxins accumulated in the meridians of Zhao Ji's body.
The Mohist philosophy of advocating unity and universal love determines that the characteristics of the internal energy cultivated by the Mohist inner strength method are tolerance and gentleness. Even if the internal energy is delivered to a person without any martial arts background, it will not harm the other person's meridians and internal organs. A warrior who has mastered the internal power condensed by martial arts will not have his internal power run wildly and harm his body due to the conflict and contradiction of the alien internal forces in his body.
The warm feeling of the meridians made Zhao Ji feel that her body was gradually warming up. Coupled with the refreshing feeling of the toxins accumulated in the meridians being removed, the smooth feeling of the meridians made Zhao Ji gradually forget about the pain caused by Zhang Ji's pressure. , this wonderful feeling made her moan.
"uh-huh!"
Zhao Ji, who was immersed in the comfort of the massage, felt a little ecstatic. She had never felt that her delicate body could be so relaxed and comfortable. Her tired and heavy body became light, as if she was about to become an immortal.
The internal force pouring in from each acupuncture point will condense in Zhao Ji's body and remove the toxins accumulated in Zhao Ji's body, including every corner.
After completing her mission, the internal energy in Zhao Ji's body will flow out of her body.
Internal energy surged out of the body... This was an unprecedented feeling for Zhao Ji, who had never practiced martial arts.
Waves of warm currents flowed from the soles of the feet into the limbs and internal organs. It would be better if the final exit of the warm currents formed by internal forces could be changed to another place.
However, as time passed, Zhao Ji's face became increasingly red, as if she was drunk, clenching her silver teeth, and a thin layer of mist seemed to be rising in her beautiful eyes. It rises and turns into a piece of crystal, condensed in it.
I don't know whether it was because of the crystal light or some other reason, Zhao Ji's eyes gradually became blurred, and also revealed a bit of lust. Her mouth was slightly opened, and her teeth gently bit her fragrant tongue. It seemed that he was trying to wake himself up, but this gesture made him more coquettish and seductive.
"Slower."
Zhang Ji continued to increase the intensity of compression and the speed of internal force transmission, speeding up the process of removing toxins from Zhao Ji's body and the speed at which the internal force left Zhao Ji's body from Zhao Ji's lower abdomen.
And with the last high-pitched scream, an unprecedented sense of pleasure and relief came from the lower abdomen.
This is the charm of massage, which easily allows Zhao Ji to taste the wonderful senses she has never experienced before.
However, Zhao Ji looked a little embarrassed.
Because she washed Zhang Ji's face.
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