Yang Ling lowered his head and picked his nails, "Miss Ye, you know best if what I said is true, your eldest aunt comes every time she comes very suddenly, the color is dark, and it hurts for half a month, I'm not wrong!"

"No, no!" the woman clenched her fists nervously.

"Since you're here, why give up so early, there are many words in China that can interpret your appearance, but there is one that is the most appropriate!" Yang Ling said lightly.

The woman hesitated for a moment and asked, "May I ask what that sentence is?"

Yang Ling raised his head and grinned at her, "Long hair, short knowledge!"

"You" trembled angrily, and wanted to turn around and leave directly, but she still managed to calm down, and slowly walked back to stand in front of the sofa, she didn't know what reason made her able to endure this hanging man, but that sentence of a menopausal woman in her thirties did scare her, she was sick with Chinese medicine and Western medicine, massage needles I don't know how many doctors I saw and how much money it spent, but now the situation is getting stricter and stricter, come here to apply for a card, but there is also a glimmer of hope, but it is only a hint.

"What are you? every time you come to your aunt, you have a short temper, your husband doesn't want to see you for a long time, right?" Yang Ling looked at her playfully.

The "I" woman was hit in the soft underbelly, and the small bag in her hand fell to the ground without knowing it.

"Okay, you go to the locker room to change your clothes first, and then lie down on the bed!" Yang Ling waved his hand and stood up, "It's easy to spend money, it's not easy to treat diseases, you have to cherish the opportunity, after this village, there will be no such shop, I only see ten customers a month!"

The woman hesitated for a long time but got up and walked into the dressing room, and after a while, she changed into a loose robe and came out, Yang Ling was already standing by the massage table at this time.

"Lie down!" Yang Ling was too lazy to speak.

The woman didn't speak again this time, and after lying down obediently, she said a little nervously, "Can I still be cured of this condition?"

"I haven't seen it yet, how do I know, first expose my belly!" Yang Ling said impatiently.

The woman gritted her teeth, and still untied her robe very obediently, revealing a flat lower abdomen, Yang Ling took a look, her skin was fair but a little dry, and there were faint dark spots, it seemed that this lesion had accumulated a lot of hidden diseases in her body for a long time.

Under the woman's anxious eyes, Yang Ling walked up to her and comforted, "Miss Ye, you have been sick for a long time, you have taken too many medicines and accumulated a lot of toxins, it is estimated that it will not be completely cured once or twice, I am going to start treatment, the massage position is a little lower, but you don't have to be nervous, just half a minute!"

Yang Ling stretched out a finger as he spoke, and pressed it on her Guan Yuan acupoint under her umbilicus, and a slight trace of vitality penetrated in, and under the control of his divine thoughts, he rushed into her son's palace.

The woman lying on the bed shook slightly, she felt a warm air flow rushing into her lower abdomen along the fingers that seemed to have magical power, and then slowly swirled and flowed, and soon the lower abdomen began to heat up, and then began to spread all over the body, this feeling was very magical, as if there was an extra hot spring in her body, constantly washing her body.

In less than ten seconds, her face began to flush, and the pores of her body began to sweat, an incomparable ease made her can't help but hum, she reacted immediately, and immediately bit her lip tightly, but this feeling became more and more intense, as if there was a strong ** constantly gushing out from the depths of her bones, she endured it, her whole body began to tremble, and finally she couldn't help but open her mouth and let out a gentle and long moan, and then it was out of control, and her whole body began to writhe, wheezing.

"Alright, today's treatment is over!"

Just when she felt that her whole body was about to touch her sensitive parts uncontrollably, a voice came to her ear, and the finger full of magic immediately left her body.

The woman was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and panting violently, the sweat all over her body exuded a strange smell, Yang Ling didn't care about her, walked to the edge of the sink to wash her hands, and then pressed the bell on the desk.

The door of the massage room was immediately pushed open, and the beautiful sister in the pink uniform walked in and said cautiously, "Teacher Yang, what's the matter?"

"This guest has finished treatment, you take her out to clean it, please notify the next one!" Yang Ling said by wiping his hands with a towel.

"So fast?" The beautiful sister's mouth opened into an O-shape, generally speaking, the masseur serves for at least dozens of minutes for an hour, and she felt that she had been out for less than five minutes, so she stayed for a while and quickly ran to the massage table to help the customer, but found that the customer didn't look like he had been massaged at all, but like he was being by something, and it was a very intense kind, so he stared at Yang Ling strangely.

The woman walked up to Yang Ling with the support of her beautiful sister and bowed deeply, she finally knew that this young qigong master was really not blowing, at this time she felt that her body was unprecedentedly relaxed, and the relaxed soul left her body, swaying and floating in the sky, and the taste of devouring souls just now made her feel the pleasure she had never had before, and her whole body was so soft that she couldn't walk.

Yang Ling waved his hand and watched the woman being helped out, and after a while, a young woman in her thirties came in.

There are hundreds of people of all kinds, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and people's tempers are also strange, Yang Ling came to support Zhen Tian today, although he pretended to be a national-level qigong master, but he still tried his best to meet the needs of different customers, so he didn't make any trouble.

And there are still very few women like Ye who are sick and come for massage, most of them are requirements for weight loss, breast enlargement, beauty, etc., and these requirements can't be effective immediately even if you practice to the Yuanying realm, so Yang Ling just used a small amount of vitality to slightly change their physique for them, so that they feel relaxed and comfortable.

Ten places were quickly finished, and at Zhen Tian's request, Yang Ling had no choice but to open another big release and give away twenty more places, but it took an extra hour, and at this time, the entire beauty salon was already alarmed, when he walked out of the massage room, the corridor was crowded with waiters and customers, everyone was staring at him tightly, and there was a green light in their eyes.

What's the situation?

Yang Ling was startled the moment he went out, the eyes of these women were too scary.

"Teacher Yang, when will I ask you to help me with treatment?" a woman squeezed in front of him.

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Ye!" Yang Ling glanced at the woman lightly, and at this time there was a hint of blush on her face, "I have a limited number of places, I only come once a month, next time you can be ranked depends on your luck, go back and drink more hot water, exercise more, and your condition will improve in a short time, but remember, don't take those messy medicines anymore!"

The woman seemed to be a little disappointed, but then she hurriedly bowed and thanked her, Yang Ling waved her hand and hurried away, and the people in the corridor did not dare to stop this qigong master who was about to drive people away at every turn, so they had to watch him go directly to the second floor. (To be continued.) )