Flower Stealing Master

"What is it?" Fukangan was taken aback.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, as if after a great struggle, and said: "However, he did not excrete from the body in time. In the end, the precipitation accumulated and blocked the various meridians in the chest. After a long time, it turned into inflammation and eventually caused the lady's condition. The only way to treat Only by using special massage techniques to loosen the clogged lumps and dredge the meridians in front of the chest can the life of Mrs. Zun be saved."

In fact, in the final analysis, the disease Ma Chunhua changed is just a common breast blockage in breastfeeding women, which eventually develops into mastitis. If a woman has this disease, her chest is often swollen and painful, accompanied by a high fever and high fever. If it is not treated in time, it will develop very seriously.

As for why Song Qingshu, a big man, understands this, it is a coincidence that the friend of Song Qingshu's previous life was the one who asked the woman to teach him swimming. After marriage, his wife also contracted this problem, and the friend was anxious at the time. In the end, the experienced elder asked him to invite a milk nurse to come back and healed his wife.

That was also the first time Song Qingshu learned that there is such a sacred and beautiful profession in the world. His daily job is to touch the **** of different women. After wanton kneading, the husband and wife not only have to pay him thousands of dollars, but also Often grateful. Song Qingshu was very interested in this, so he deliberately looked for materials to learn, and prepared to take part in this profession in his free time to save the vast number of suffering women.

The first thing Song Qingshu did after studying was to find that friend, and said that he did not want to pay him, and helped his wife with free milk and dredging the breasts. The main reason was to combine theory with practice and try it out with his own hands. As a result, my friend’s wife blushed and was blasted out. Then, this great ideal fell into the dead. I didn’t expect that after coming to this world, I would have the opportunity to actually operate it.

In fact, Song Qingshu only understood why so many doctors were helpless at this time. They might not be incapable of curing, but they were afraid of it. The women of the dignified prince and son, they dare not even touch her skin with their hands to get the pulse, let alone massage her breasts, worrying about being killed by Fu Kang'an afterwards, so they simply said that they would not be cured.

Fukangan looked at him fiercely, and saw his eyes clear, so he had to force down his anger: "Could you please teach your husband the technique to the maidservant in the Fuzhong, and let the maid massage help my wife?"

Song Qingshu frowned and shook his head: "Women's natural strength is weak, it is difficult to achieve results, and this technique is extremely complicated, and it is difficult to learn if it is not medically reasonable... If the commander is unwilling to treat, the old man will retire. "Song Qingshu is not telling a lie. It is actually a very laborious task to prescribe milk to a breastfeeding woman, and it often takes several hours to do it. Few women can have this physical strength and hand strength. Dairy teachers are often men.

"Sir, please stay. This commander is pedantic. Your gentleman is very kind, so naturally you won't have nasty thoughts. Please help her." Fu Kang'an reached out and stopped Song Qingshu, his expression?? expression respectfully said. But in my heart I wondered: Let you save Chunhua first, how can you save your life afterwards.

"Okay, then, please ask the commander to prepare a large amount of hot water and a few clean towels." After speaking, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand in front of Zhu Yuxuan, "Jiu'er, help the teacher roll up the sleeves. ."

Regarding Song Qingshu's act of phony public help, Zhu Yuxuan was itchy in her heart, but in front of Fu Kang'an, she had to obediently help him roll up his sleeves.

"Will the disciple be here too?" Fukangan's face became darker again.

"That's natural. I need Jiu'er to help me with many things later." Song Qingshu replied.

"Okay." Fukang'an reluctantly smiled, but thought in his heart, it is a big deal to deal with one more person later.

Soon there was a maid bringing hot water. After Song Qingshu cleaned his hands, she came to the bed and looked at Ma Chunhua who was lying on the bed half unconscious and said, "Madam, it may be very painful later, you have to be mentally prepared."

Ma Chunhua had just heard the conversation between the two in a daze. She was shy in her heart, turned her head to the side, and replied inaudibly: "Yeah."

Watching Song Qingshu stretch out his hands to untie Ma Chunhua's clothes, Fukang'an's eyelids twitched. When the two snowy white **** were exposed, Fukang'an snorted secretly, pulled a Hu stool, and sat aside, not seeing her. Not annoying.

"Jiu'er, twist the towel dry and give it to me." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and probed Ma Chunhua's chest a few times, and said in a worried tone, "It's already so serious."

As a big girl with a yellow flower, Zhu Yuxu was ashamed to see such a scene. She quietly glanced at the calm and composed Song Qingshu, really don't know if he should be said to be an indecent or a gentleman.

Rolling up his sleeves, revealing two powdery and snow-white arms, Zhu Yuxu was surprised. He looked up and found that Fukangan hadn't noticed this side. He quickly put down his sleeves, revealing only a small part of his skin. Just avoid getting wet by water.

Song Qingshu took the towel and frowned. He stretched his hand into the basin to feel the temperature, and shook his head: "The water temperature is not enough. Change the basin with hot water."

"But won't this burn my wife?" the maid said quietly.

"Don't worry, she won't feel any hot at this time. The hotter the water, the more comfortable she will feel." Song Qingshu said.

Soon a basin of hot water came up short, and Song Qingshu couldn't bear to scald Zhu Yu's jade-like fingers, so he asked the maid beside him to wring the towel dry for himself.

Seeing the maid’s scalded teeth and grinning expression, the orchid-hearted Zhu Yuxuan quickly realized Song Qingshu's thoughtfulness, opened his lips, but made no sound.

Song Qingshu put a few hot towels on Ma Chunhua's chest. Seeing that her expression suddenly relaxed, she quickly asked, "Is Madam comfortable?"

Ma Chunhua only thought it sounded rather weird, but she had no choice but to say the truth.

Seeing the expression on the side of Fu Kang An, the first Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, Song Qingshu quickly explained to him: "The old man first used a hot towel to soften the texture of the lumps in the lady's body. These lumps are actually accumulated by the milk left in the body. It will gradually melt when it encounters hot water. This is why I need a hot towel. If the temperature is not enough, the heat transmitted to the lady’s body will not be enough, and it will naturally not be effective."

Fukangan nodded dejectedly, indicating that he knew it.

Estimating that the time is almost up, Song Qingshu said to Ma Chunhua: "Madam, I remind you again, it will be very painful later, although it is not as painful as your childbirth, but it is not much worse. The handsome man will listen to you later. Don't panic until the lady's cry." Seeing both of them nodded, Song Qingshu took the towel off, moved his fingers, and started to move.

First, starting from the acupuncture points, Song Qingshu pinched a few lumps with his fingers, "I will disperse these lumps first to clear the exit channel, and later will it be easier to force more lumps out of them." Song Qingshu explained as he moved. He didn't want Fu Kang An to be unsure of the truth, and pushed himself out of his anger when he was so embarrassed that he would destroy his future plan.

It didn't take long before Ma Chunhua's breathing became obviously heavy. At first she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't help it anymore and began to sigh incessantly. "Dashuai asked his servant to prepare some olive oil... Uh, you shouldn't have this thing in this era, so prepare some sesame oil." Song Qingshu used a specific technique to keep rubbing and squeezing the lumps around the acupuncture point, visible to the naked eye White milk juice oozes out, and Ma Chunhua is ashamed and anxious when she sees it, so she has to cry out to distract her.

When he felt that the small lumps around Ruzhong acupoint had been rubbed, and the surface became softer, Song Qingshu dipped his hands in the sesame oil for a while, then took it up and evenly applied it on Ma Chunhua’s chest. The lumps in the circle are bigger and more difficult to handle, and I'm afraid Madam will hurt more."

After speaking, she found a hard lump under her armpit and squeezed it up little by little. Ma Chunhua felt a sharp pain coming from her, she couldn't help screaming, Fukangan frowned and asked. : "Is it really okay?"

Song Qingshu replied: "The handsome man can rest assured, this is normal. Women's **** are small and numerous, and they are very easy to block. If I squeeze the lumps that are blocked from the breasts, the wife will naturally feel pain. But let it pass. It will be better afterwards. Not only will it not be easy to contract this problem again in the future, but the milk will be more abundant, which will make the son's body better."

Hearing him mention her child, Ma Chunhua looked up at Fu Kang'an with tears in her eyes: "Kang'an, our child..."

After the subordinates snatched Ma Chunhua back, she knew from her mouth that she had two sons. Fukangan, who had been childless for many years, was very happy, but she learned that the two children were shot by poisonous needles. , Fukangan was furious and executed all the dozen or so subordinates who had acted. Ma Chunhua also contracted this strange disease because of excessive sadness and a lot of rain that day.

Fukangan thought that he was destined to be childless, but he knew that someone had sent a pair of children's shoes not long ago, and bluntly said that the twins were in their hands, and asked Prince Bao's Mansion to exchange the "Forty-two Chapters". When Ma Chunhua looked at it, she recognized that the shoe was her son's, and her heart rekindled. If it wasn't for her son to save her life, Ma Chunhua would rather die than let another man use this method to help him cure his illness.

"Don't worry, I will definitely save them." Fukangan said, holding Ma Chunhua's hand.

"I believe you." Ma Chunhua nodded weakly, and squeezed Fu Kang'an's hand tightly.

"Oh!" Fukangan was taken aback and looked back. It turned out that Ma Chunhua's mammary glands had been cleared a lot after Song Qingshu's combing, a large lump was squeezed onto it, and it was directly turned into a stream of milk and sprayed onto the helper Zhu Yu's face. on.

Zhu Yuxuan was unprepared, only feeling that his mouth was sweet and fishy, ​​he quickly stood up and wiped off the things on his face.

"Marshal, the mammary glands on Madam's side have been dredged, and you should be able to tell them with the naked eye." Song Qingshu secretly smiled, and with more strength in his hands, bursts of juice shot at Zhu Yuxuan's body.

Fukangan didn't know whether he should be happy or angry. At this time, the voice of the guard came from outside the door: "Marshal, the prince asked me to inform you that I am ready to take action."

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