Free Soldier King Mixed Country

"Sister Zhang, lift up your clothes a little bit to expose your belly."

If Zhang Hong didn't know Xiao Yi and felt that Xiao Yi was a more reliable person, he would never do what Xiao Yi said.

A man and a woman stayed in the same room, and Zhang Hong also began to feel that the atmosphere was a little abnormal, thinking that Xiao Yi was for the treatment of illness in his mind, so he didn't think so much.

"Oh... Sister Zhang, you should lie down on the sofa, don't worry about anything else, do as I said."

There was a sofa in the office, and people could lie down. Zhang Hong walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down according to Xiao Yi's instructions. He raised his leg on the edge of the sofa and lay down slowly.

Then he unbuttoned a few buttons from the bottom of the white shirt he was wearing, and rolled it up to expose the belly. The next step was to wait for Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi took a paper cup, took some water from the drinking fountain on one side, and came to Zhang Hong's side, putting the water cup aside, where it was useful later.

Zhang Hong is already in his thirties, and his figure is pretty good. There is only a small amount of fat on his lower abdomen, which is constantly rising and falling with his breathing.

The skirt of the black buttocks skirt, lying down just to reveal a black lace, Xiao Yi looked at it a few more times without consciously, and Zhang Hong coughed softly.

"Xiao Yi, can I do this?"

"Ah... it's okay, sister Zhang, you can bear with me a little bit and relax your body."

Xiao Yi shook his head, he was scolding himself, when his concentration was so bad, he was hooked at every turn.

He raised his hand and pressed a few times on Zhang Hong's stomach, acting softly, afraid that Zhang Hong would hurt. Xiao Yi was looking for the injured place. After confirming the location, Xiao Yi picked up the water glass on the side.

Pour some water into the palm of his hand from the water cup, Xiao Yi's palms were pressed together, and he began to rub his hands. This action was like rubbing safflower oil.

However, there is one biggest difference. Wiping the water in the palm of his hand is not only to heat the water, but at the same time Xiao Yi has incorporated some Dao Qi into the water in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Hong’s physical damage is what damages the vitality of the human body. Ordinary drugs can only relieve it, but cannot play the role of replenishing qi. Xiao Yi uses Dao Qi to repair the damage to the vitality.

When the temperature in the palm of his hand was about the same, the Dao Qi had merged, and Xiao Yi's right hand was placed on Zhang Hong's stomach, and a warm feeling spread from the position of his stomach to his whole body, as if he was lying under the sun in spring.

"Ah... I'm so comfortable..."

Zhang Hong had never felt such a comfortable feeling before, as if his soul were about to be sublimated for an instant, she couldn't help it, Zhang Hong raised his neck, and made a hum in his mouth.

After this sound was made, Zhang Hong felt a little gaffe, especially if he made such a sound in front of Xiao Yi, he would be regarded as a slut.

A woman like Zhang Hong who has been in the business for a long time can't hide her blush. She raised her head and glanced at Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi didn't seem to be affected, and she was devoting herself to the treatment.

"Didn't he hear it just now? How sacred is this guy? There are too many things to know."

In fact, Xiao Yi had heard the voice that Zhang Hong called just now. He just concentrated on the palm of his hand and didn't have the mind to care about it.

The heat previously melted in the palm of the hand followed the pores between the skin and penetrated into Zhang Hong's internal organs, flowing back and forth between the internal organs, dispelling the cold in the stomach.

In the hot air on the other side, Xiao Yi's Dao Qi was integrated. Dao Qi was originally the foundation of everything, and it was more effective than any medicine. It entered the body to repair the damaged vitality in Zhang Hong's body.

Fifteen minutes passed quietly, Xiao Yi just kept a posture like this, and waited until the temperature in the palm of his hand cooled down, it was almost all right.

Zhang Hong spent the whole process enjoying himself. It has been a period of time since he suffered from stomach problems, and he never thought that he would be so comfortable in treating the disease. During this period, Zhang Hong called out three times, keeping his legs tightly clamped all the time.

"Okay, Sister Zhang, you can get up. I'll write a pharmacy in a while. You have time to grab some medicine and drink it for five days after you come back. Your stomach won't hurt anymore."

Xiao Yi retracted his right hand and squatted for a long time, his legs were numb, he got up and walked a few steps back and forth, stomping his feet.

"Oh... okay." Zhang Hong was still feeling a little bit, and his body was still immersed in the previous feelings.

"All right."

Zhang Hong would feel disappointed in his heart. It would be great if the time was longer.

Xiao Yi found paper and pen on the table and wrote a prescription. After Xiao Yi wrote the prescription, Zhang Hong was still lying motionless on the sofa.

"I have already written the prescription, Sister Zhang, would you like to read it?"

"You can put the prescription on the table, Xiao Yi, if you have something to do, you can take care of yourself first, and I will ask someone to grab the medicine when I lie down for a while."

Zhang Hong's stomach doesn't hurt anymore, but he can't stand up now. In front of Xiao Yi, he feels a bit embarrassed.

Xiao Yi heard that Zhang Hong's words meant to let himself go out, probably because there was something private to do, so Xiao Yi opened the door, leaving the prescription list and left by himself.

After waiting for four or five seconds, Zhang Hong looked up and quickly got up from the sofa, picked up the tissues on the table, and ran to the bathroom without looking back.

"Damn... ashamed, fortunately Xiao Yi didn't see it just now."

Xiao Yi went to the underground parking lot and found Zhang Hong's Volkswagen. He drove out of Beitang County first. After half an hour, Xiao Yi returned to Anning Bay and went to the village committee for the first time.

Li Xiaojia just received a good news, Xiao Yi had good luck before, the bezoar dug from the old scalper, the friend on my father's side has already accepted it, and the money is ready.

When he was going to tell Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi happened to appear at the village committee. Li Xiaojia was a little doubtful whether Xiao Yi had any premonitions in advance.

"You guy's legs are very fast. They are all replaced with new cars. Where was the car yesterday?"

"This car is not mine. I just borrowed it. The car was sent to the repair shop. I bumped it a few times, and it lost more than one thousand yuan. It's bleeding all my distress."

Xiao Yi said that the corners of his eyes were twitching. Li Xiaojia knew that Xiao Yi was talking nonsense. He didn't have a penny from the poor before, and I never saw Xiao Yi in such pain.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you the good news. My dad has already sold your piece of bezoar for you. It sold for a total of 217,000. I am about to tell you. coming."

Twenty-one seven thousand yuan, what kind of concept is it? People who usually live in the countryside may not be able to save so much money in their lifetime. However, Xiao Yi only spent a small amount to buy a dead cow. .

"Really?"

"Why did I lie to you? The money is already on my card. When you turn back, you give me a card number and I will transfer the money to you."

Li Xiaojia said that for Li Xiaojia, two hundred ten thousand yuan is not a big idea. The cost of living in a university is several thousand a month, and the family has never been short of money.

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