The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 63 It’s Time to Stop
They weren't the only ones who missed Zhao Xiaochui.

Director Qiao sighed: "The person who was sent to the hospital, and several other senior experts whose health has improved, have all spoken out, demanding fairness and impartiality. So as long as that kid doesn't cross the line, we can't do anything to him."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that someone had spoken up.

"Director Qiao, now that someone has spoken, why make such a big fuss?"

Qiao opened his mouth, shook his head, and looked at his colleagues with a blank expression:
"Everyone, think carefully. Besides this incident, what other grievances has that child suffered since coming here?"

They exchanged glances and shook their heads.

If Zhao Xiaochui wasn't capable, who would pay attention to a massage therapist from out of town?
With such great abilities, everyone is too busy coaxing him to let him suffer any injustice.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Director Qiao suddenly felt that his colleagues in Shibalidian were a bit resentful, having inexplicably created public opinion...

"Because so many people are paying attention, we did an analysis of the person involved..."

As a result, the district bureau experts were somewhat uncertain, so the bureau leaders consulted profilers and behavioral analysis experts from the municipal bureau, and the conclusions reached were…

Director Qiao looked at everyone and said, word by word:

"That kid really wants to risk his life!"

Upon hearing this, the colleagues were shocked and their expressions turned somber.

Because they knew it was time for them to take action.

Children's mischief can be tolerated, but if you really want to do something, then I'm sorry, it involves your responsibilities and future, and no one will tolerate your willfulness anymore.

Although it might not warrant sending her to a mental hospital, who knows?

“Now I give the order,” Chief Joe stood up.

The colleagues straightened up, reluctantly preparing to receive instructions.

However, they heard the exact opposite.

Director Qiao glanced around the cafeteria, paused when he saw the people in the corner, and, seeing that there were no other outsiders, instructed them word by word:
"Because Zhao Xiaochui has to serve special talents of the country every night, starting today, we will strengthen daily patrols and arrange personnel to be on duty at all intersections from Jinchan West Road to Overseas Chinese Town at night!"

Everyone: "..."

Everyone almost strained their backs from Director Qiao's sharp turn.

Director Qiao: "In addition, people from all walks of life have recently expressed their concern about this matter, so no matter what the child is thinking, I need everyone to be alert and do a good job in all aspects!"

"The requirements from above are very simple: stability, stability, and more stability!"

"Yes!"

As the crowd dispersed, the cafeteria suddenly became deserted.

In the corner, an elderly figure was slowly eating lunch.

He is the gatekeeper, Old Lou.

The old man who was once resisted by the heat flow and refused service by Zhao Xiaochui.

"Special talent of the state?"

"Yu Xiaoning?"

Old Lou ate while pondering.

That masseur was a unique individual; for some reason, he wouldn't serve himself, but his skills were highly praised, a fact that Old Man Lou had no doubt about.

But could Yu Xiaoning be a special talent?

That rising star, a rising industry superstar, has helped the country acquire a lot of strategic talent that is difficult to cultivate, and she is also the primary target that her superiors have been frequently mentioning recently.

"Which building did that Secretary Liu remember?"

Old Lou planned to check the shift schedule at the institute again to confirm if it was that girl.

Old Lou smiled. The child on the other side of the ocean is about to graduate, and he can exchange him for a good job.

He pondered cautiously: due to the heavy losses suffered in the last operation, the entire task force was wiped out, and development had been extremely difficult in the past two years, with only a few new members recruited.

He must now assess the situation and make a careful plan.

…………

OCT (Overseas Chinese Town) at night.

Only one warm yellow wall lamp was on in the room, and a faint scent of lavender essential oil wafted in the air.

Yu Xiaoning lay flat on the soft massage bed, her silk nightgown slightly taut from her position, outlining the gentle curves of her waist and abdomen. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the sheets.

Hotflow likes this 'national special talent'.

Of course, Yu Xiaoning used this title to secretly support Zhao Xiaochui. To avoid collapsing from exhaustion, Zhao Xiaochui had no choice but to abandon using his right hand and instead use his left hand for internal energy massage, supplemented with essential oils. This method was still quite effective.

Essential oil skincare was a service he added intentionally, and his purpose is self-evident.

Yu Xiaoning breathed a sigh of relief when his hand released the first point of pressure.

"Is that girl alright?" she asked Liu Li.

Zhao Xiaochui, who had intended to remain silent, had no choice but to speak up: "She has some psychological issues and still can't live without me."

Yu Xiaoning was somewhat surprised: "Is it that serious? I happen to know some psychological experts through my work. They are all authoritative figures. If needed, I can help you get an appointment."

"Thank you, I can handle it."

The reason Liu Li is recovering slowly is simply because it involves acupoints on the brain, and Zhao Xiaochui doesn't dare to use the heat flow to its fullest extent. The simple-minded girl is almost recovered.

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaochui found another tender point on the smooth, white abdomen and began to work on it.

"..."

Yu Xiaoning, enduring the pain, asked, "What else can you do?"

"The undergraduate program in Traditional Chinese Medicine Massage at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine covers all the diseases covered."

Zhao Xiaochui's confident answer made Yu Xiaoning feel as if she were facing some heavyweight talents.

Yes, isn't Zhao Xiaochui also a heavyweight talent?
It's just that his expertise made people overlook this point.

Yu Xiaoning suddenly felt a pang of pity: "Zhao Xiaochui, there might be some dangers happening around me recently."

“I know, Fatty has reminded me many times.”

The chubby receptionist did indeed state many times that Yu Xiaoning's identity and position were clearly stated from the beginning, and that Yu Xiaoning was the only customer assigned to provide service in recent days.

"So you've been helping Aunt Chen escalate the situation?"

Zhao Xiaochui was completely baffled by the question: "Cooperate with what?"

"Aunt Chen..." Yu Xiaoning suddenly sensed something was wrong, "What did Aunt Chen say to you?"

“She didn’t say anything,” Zhao Xiaochui said, completely bewildered. “She just gives me the information I need every day, but I’ve never asked her for it.”

"What information?"

“The Zhao family, huh?” Yu Xiaoning said that things had gotten out of hand, so they definitely had. Zhao Xiaochui had nothing to hide. “There’s a lot of information, useful and useless. I don’t know where she got it from, but I think Fatty might need me to keep making a fuss. I also want to figure out some things, so I’ll just make a fuss.”

Yu Xiaoning: "Has the Zhao family contacted you?"

"No, I was the one who contacted their family when their children got out of school."

Yu Xiaoning: "...Did you know that they apologized and backed down?"

Zhao Xiaochui blinked: "They did pay me money because they caused the accident, but who did they apologize to and admit their wrongdoing to?"

"..."

Yu Xiaoning suddenly burst into laughter, rendering Zhao Xiaochui's efforts throughout the night futile.

He was angry and intended to leave, but the lingering warmth within him told him that he needed to do something.

On the massage bed, Yu Xiaoning, after laughing loudly, was rubbing her abdomen and groaning, occasionally twitching.

Zhao Xiaochui grabbed the massage bed with his right hand and, without much effort, lifted the bed and himself up with one hand.

He tossed Yu Xiaoning off the massage bed like a tossing pan, her graceful figure flipping in the air before the massage bed gently caught her and placed her back on the ground.

The right hand, which was releasing its heat, would definitely drain itself if it touched this woman, so Zhao Xiaochui could only slap her once.

A place that makes a loud noise when you hit it but doesn't cause much damage.

"Crack~"

A surge of heat instantly and joyfully entered Yu Xiaoning's body, warming her abdomen and easing the intense pain there.

Zhao Xiaochui then turned and left.

Yu Xiaoning: "..."

…………

On his way back to the dormitory, the flashing police lights made Zhao Xiaochui a little wary.

The familiar face on duty gave him a suggestive look, which made him realize that it was time to stop.

(End of this chapter)