Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

One day, after Song Yu woke up in the modern age, the house was empty, her sister and mother were out, but the doorbell kept ringing.

He was a little at a loss, but he still bit the bullet and made plans to entertain the guests.When he went out and opened the door, he found a pale middle-aged man,

"Hello, who are you?"

The person who came was a distant relative of their family. In the past, when he was not feeling well, he would ask Mother Song to recuperate, but today he came at an inconvenient time, as there was no one at home.

"Come in and sit down, she hasn't finished get off work yet."

Out of politeness, Song Yu invited him into the house, poured him a cup of tea, and sat down on the sofa with him.

After all, your guest was waiting outside, and he was embarrassed to go back to the room, so he just sat and waited for his mother to get off work in such an awkward way, but fortunately the other party started chatting.

"I'm your aunt's cousin. I met you when I was a child. You called me Uncle Li in a childish voice. Unfortunately, you can't remember. I heard that you are studying medicine now?"

Song Yu nodded, a little embarrassed, "Yes, but I am not good at learning, so I am ashamed of my mother."

Uncle Li waved his hand, "Where are you, be humble, your mother said you are very smart and well-behaved. Otherwise, since you are also a medical student, you can help me see my faults and treat you as my uncle's test up.

"Uncle, this is not good... I really don't have a second thought..." In fact, after Uncle Li sat down, he saw that his eyes were cloudy, his face was pale and his skin was yellow, and he knew that he must have been troubled by rest recently. Insufficient energy, energy and blood also profit and loss.But one thing more is worse than one thing less, Song Yu still shied away with embarrassment.

Uncle Li didn't care much: "It doesn't matter, anyway, waiting is waiting, and I'm not asking you to perform an operation on me."

Song Yu couldn't shirk it, so he put two fingers on the inside of Uncle Li's wrist, calmed down, and took the pulse as a practice, because the pulse condition is directly related to the fluctuation of the heart, the rise and fall of the heart qi, the smoothness of the channel and the profit and loss of qi and blood. So this is currently his favorite way of visiting patients.

However, he is different from feeling the pulse. Traditionally, feeling the pulse requires experienced experience, but his dantian surges, directly using internal force as the detection, controlling a trace of power to use the opponent's wrist as the entrance, to explore the opponent's heart Meridians and energy changes in the body.

Song Yu paused for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "The qi and blood are stagnant, and the circulation is not good. Uncle, you must have high blood lipids, poor metabolism, and poor stomach? By the way, you haven't been able to sleep well recently."

Uncle Li patted his thigh, "Hey, don't you know how to watch it! Your mother told you that it's pretty much the same!" He cast an admiring look, "Then tell me, what should I do? Will you Will you prescribe medicine?"

Song Yu waved his hands again and again: "You can't take this medicine indiscriminately. I'm not a professional doctor. Even if I dare to prescribe it to you, you won't dare to take it. How about this? I'll give you a press to activate your muscles and bones."

It's not that he is well versed in the way of massage, but that when his body was abnormal many times in ancient times, three martial arts masters, Mo Gufei, Yin Huaiyu, and Liu Hanshan, used similar techniques to solve his body problems with internal force. problems big and small.

After each session, his internal organs are warm, and his meridians are as stretched and flexible as if they had been stretched. Therefore, he thinks it is a good way to use internal force to dredge blood flow and circulation during massage.

Coupled with the fact that Yin Huaiyu carefully taught him the basic acupuncture points of the human body, he still knows the severity.

Song Yu lifted the clothes on Uncle Li's back, controlled the internal force in his hand and pressed him along the back and acupuncture points for a while, Uncle Li responded, saying that starting from the hot back, his whole body became warm, Even the stiff muscles were completely relaxed.

"Your technique is really powerful. It's much better than that of any massage shop. After only a few presses, the pain all over the body has disappeared. It's warm, as if the blood circulation is getting smoother."

Uncle Li had a surprised expression on his face, and he moved his muscles in disbelief.

At this time, Mother Song rushed back in a hurry. Seeing Uncle Li and Song Yu, she immediately apologized politely to the man: "Hey, you are here. I'm so sorry. I'm working overtime and I'm late."

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Song pressed it for me, and it really felt much more comfortable. This kid is really humble and powerful, and he even said he doesn't know how to heal." Uncle Li patted Song Yu's shoulder with a smile on his face.

Mother Song was surprised, "This kid sleeps like a pig all day long. He hasn't studied for a few days, and he can only scratch the surface. You are absurd."

After sending Uncle Li away, Song Yucai complained awkwardly: "What do you mean by sleeping like a pig!" He obviously worked so hard in ancient times, lingering on his last breath, and disguised himself as a woman with tenacious will... Suddenly, that bit of confidence returned Disappeared, Song Yu sighed, but the modern self did not achieve anything, and could only listlessly listen to his mother's nagging.

"You can't stay at home and learn nothing. I found some books for you to read. There are so many materials on the Internet. Doesn't your school also have online courses? You have to study hard, hear?"

Song Yu took it over and looked at it, nodded obediently, and suddenly pulled Song Ma to sit down, "Mom, let me ask, if I use herbs to make facial cleanser, do you have any good ideas, such as which medicinal materials have miraculous effects?" , can emit a good smell—"

Yusong’s stores are full of cosmetics, and there are no makeup removers or skin care products. The girls are very fond of Yusong’s cosmetics now, and they need to touch up their makeup every day. Although the ingredients they use are all natural, they won’t be like Modern cosmetics are too harmful, but he is also worried that their skin will have problems after a long time, so a cleansing product that can remove makeup is essential.

Song Ma glanced at him: "What do you use? What do you pay attention to, a big man, just wash it with warm water."

"I'm a man and not a rough guy, so I only deserve to wash my face with water?" Song Yu patiently explained: "It's not for me, it's for girls."

"Girls?" Song's mother adjusted her glasses and glanced sharply, "Do you have a girl you like? Tell mom honestly!"

There was a hint of excitement under the seemingly serious expression, and Mother Song couldn't help but sigh that her son had finally grown up.

Because the doctor's work is too busy, Song Yu has been alone in the room since she was a child, reading books and playing games, or following behind the girl, her sister, with a cute and quiet personality, so she doesn't need to worry about it.

But there is no need to worry about it. Over time, it has become a reason for worrying. During the rebellious period when other brats were fighting puppy love, Song Yu was still blank, with a neither cold nor cold attitude. She was the only girl of the same age who had more contact with her. There is only her sister, which caused her to worry that Song Yu would be single for a long time.

Knowing that Song's mother was thinking about it again, Song Yu sighed helplessly, and explained: "No, I just want to study and make it for my sister. You know, my sister likes to try various brands of facial cleansers and cosmetics, but I think It’s safer to make your own handmade and herbal ones, isn’t this worrying about your daughter.”

The author has something to say: lie without blushing