The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 79 The Call
Among the crowd, Yu Xiaoning was wearing a sports cap and casual sportswear.

The business company had already set up cameras to film her. She wasn't suitable to be on camera, but they needed someone to see her at today's event, so that's how it is.

She had been watching Zhao Xiaochui closely, and when she saw his expression, she couldn't help but grin.

On the other hand, the adorable and naive college student Guo Ruixue behaved differently. When she saw her peers chatting and laughing with important figures, her eyes sparkled frequently.

Jiang Ying, who was also present, noticed it. She suppressed a laugh and introduced the second person in a serious manner:

"Mr. Zheng Dehua, a monopoly supplier of sweet food ingredients in Beijing, suffers from chronic leg pain and wants to ask you to treat him."

General Manager Zheng warmly shook his hand: "Young Master Zhao, you're quite promising! General Manager Jiang has been full of praise for you, and he specially brought me here today to see for myself."

"Sister Jiang, you flatter me," Zhao Xiaochui said with a modest smile. "Our new shop has just opened, so please give us your guidance. Be sure to try our special tea and snacks later."

Zhao Xiaochui's tactful response dashed Jiang Ying's hopes of seeing him make a fool of himself. She thought of the burly Boss Chen, smiled slightly, and prepared to introduce the last important person.

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Along the way, Yangyang saw many flower baskets. He had never seen such a lively occasion before. The pretty aunt he had just met was now standing in front of the new store.

And that woman standing in front of Uncle, so incredibly beautiful.

The woman's demeanor made him hesitate and shrink back, but thinking of the lukewarm eggs in his pocket, he mustered his courage and made his way through the crowded throng.

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"This is Liu Yong, the president of the Beijing Massage and Medical Association."

Chairman Liu also extended his hand warmly: "Little Zhao..."

"Uncle~"

A voice, both strange and familiar, rang out. Zhao Xiaochui keenly sensed the small figure behind him and the unease on that dirty little face.

The scene quieted down. Zhao Xiaochui looked at Jiang Ying, then gave Chairman Liu an apologetic smile, and turned to squat down.

"Yangyang, you saw Uncle's invitation."

Yangyang nodded seriously, then took out a warm egg from his pocket.

How do you know Uncle didn't eat breakfast?

Zhao Xiaochui's lips curled up high, revealing a row of neat teeth, his eyes sparkling, and his voice rose eight octaves as he spoke.

Those who follow this thread were taken aback by his genuine smile.

Compared to the young man's current attitude, Jiang Ying was also a little stunned. It turned out that while dealing with them, this brat had been reciting his lines the whole time!

He doesn't need to seek information, doesn't seek favor from others, isn't worried about others' impressions of him, and doesn't even care if there will be another conversation.

"That damn brat keeps reciting his lines!" Jiang Ying gritted her teeth.

With the child in front, Zhao Xiaochui didn't care what others thought. She ate the egg in a few bites and then took Yangyang's little hand:

"Come with Uncle to the shop, there are lots of delicious things there."

The thought of myself being dirty and out of place with everyone around me:
"Uncle, have I caused you any trouble?"

Zhao Xiaochui's smile remained unchanged as he sincerely replied, "Uncle is very happy that you could come."

Yangyang smiled too:
"Uncle, I want to go back to sleep."

Zhao Xiaochui didn't force him; she took the prepared plastic bag from Liu Li, who had come over.
"There's good food inside. Go back, eat your fill, sleep, and come back to eat when you wake up."

Yangyang took the plastic bag, nodded, and this time did not weave through the crowd. Instinctively, he crossed the road first, just like Guoguo.

In the middle of the road, he brushed past the pretty aunt who had just been running.

I could faintly smell a familiar scent.

Zhao Xiaochui kept staring at Yangyang until she crossed the street before looking away. Just then, Guoguo came up to him and put the nameplate on Zhao Xiaochui's chest.

The silver nameplate gleamed in the sunlight, and a camera nearby zoomed in for a close-up shot.

Two lines of text: First line: Take it easy and enjoy yourself; Second line: Overall Technical Director.

After putting on the name tag, he turned around and revealed a serious smile.

Compared to how he had acted in front of the child, countless people with rich social experience rolled their eyes inwardly.

"Liu Hui..."

"Mom~"

The high-end social gathering was once again interrupted by faint calls, and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Suddenly, heat began to flow within Zhao Xiaochui's body.

The noise of the scene was filtered by his ears, and his heightened senses allowed him to faintly hear a child's murmur.

Besides the murmurs, I could also hear something unusual nearby: a rider was on the phone dealing with a customer's urging while simultaneously revving his electric scooter.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly turned around and shouted hoarsely, "Yangyang, don't move!"

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The child stood on the other side of the road, not in a hurry to leave. He just felt that the pretty aunt's scent was familiar.

That is……

Yangyang's eyes lit up.

"Mother."

He murmured softly.

The scene was very noisy, and he knew his voice was too soft.

"Mother."

He turned up the volume, but in this noisy environment, and with the street in between, it wasn't loud enough.

He couldn't increase the size any further; if he did, his already battered body would ache.

At that moment, Yangyang had nothing else in his eyes. He stared at the pretty woman's figure, took his first step towards the road, and then sped up...

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"Yangyang, don't move."

Another heart-wrenching scream rang out.

No one at the scene knew what was going to happen, nor did they understand why the energetic young man had suddenly gone mad during what should have been a perfectly normal opening ceremony.

So everyone stared at him without moving.

With no one moving, Zhao Xiaochui's superhuman speed couldn't be utilized, so he could only shout as he weaved through the crowd.

Once he reached the open roadside, he immediately began to exert himself, but...

"Bang~"

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Yangyang has already run to the middle of the road, and he's only halfway there before he reaches the pretty auntie.

In the final moments, perhaps it was the child's keen sixth sense that made Yangyang realize what was about to happen. He suddenly relaxed his body and conserved his last bit of strength.

"Bang~"

This time, he was no longer afraid of the physical pain. In mid-air, he used his last strength to shout:
"Mom~"

Then, to the disbelief of everyone present, it crashed to the ground.

No one answered.

All the women of that age anxiously looked around.

Who is he calling?

Hurry over and check on the child!
Unfortunately, no one responded.

Yangyang's stubbornly open eyes were slowly closing...

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A fleeting shadow flashed across the road.

Zhao Xiaochui knelt beside the child, nervously and quickly examining the child.

There were no external injuries. The rider made an evasive maneuver, causing the vehicle to tilt and collide with the flattest part of its upper body.

The body's heat flow has begun to accelerate automatically.

"Stab~"

Zhao Xiaochui easily tore open the child's dirty clothes, revealing his thin, bony body.

Hand massage technique.

Acupoints: There are no acupoints.

Meridians: Not using meridians.

The automatically circulating heat flow, in conjunction with the right hand raised in the air, quickly converges.

"Crack~"

The expensive haute couture suit quickly clung to his body in the torrential sweat.

Poor Yangyang is just a child, but thankfully, Yangyang is just a child.

There is still heat remaining.

Zhao Xiaochui gritted his teeth and held on.

The damaged internal organs had been quickly returned to their original positions, but the child's condition was not right. Zhao Xiaochui quickly recalled the flow of heat in the child's body.

Then, they quickly straightened the child's body.

He no longer cared that the next action required a medical license, or that there was a glaring warning in the textbook—absolutely prohibited 24-72 hours after an impact!
(End of this chapter)