Flower Stealing Master Chapter 229: A rich and happy career
"What is it?" Fukangan was taken aback.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, as if after a great struggle, and said: "Mrs. Zun’s illness is due to the milk. The water is too sufficient, but it is not discharged in time. The residual milk. The water stays in the meridians on the chest, and finally settles. It accumulated and blocked the various meridians in the chest. After a long period of time, it turned into inflammation and eventually caused the lady's condition. For treatment, the only way to treat the lady is to use special massage to remove the clogged lumps and dredge the meridians in front of the chest. "
In the final analysis, the disease Ma Chunhua changed was just a common breast blockage in breastfeeding women, which eventually developed into mastitis. If a woman has this disease, her chest is often swollen and painful, accompanied by high fever and high fever. If it is not treated in time, it will develop very seriously.
As for Song Qingshu, a big man, why would he understand this? It’s a coincidence that Song Qingshu’s previous friend was the one who asked a woman to teach him swimming. After marriage, his wife also contracted this problem, and his friend was anxious at the time. . In the end, the experienced elder asked him to invite a milk nurse to come back and healed his wife.
That was also the first time Song Qingshu learned that there is such a sacred and beautiful profession in the world. His daily job is to touch the **** of different women. After wanton kneading, the husband and wife not only have to give him thousands of dollars. Remuneration is often grateful. Song Qingshu was very interested in this, so he deliberately looked for materials to learn, and prepared to take part in this profession in his free time to save the vast number of suffering women.
The first thing Song Qingshu did after studying was to find that friend, saying that he would not be paid, and he would help his wife with milk and dredge the **** for free, mainly for the purpose of combining theory with practice and experimenting with it by hand. As a result, my friend’s wife blushed and blasted it out. Then, this great ideal fell into the dead. I didn’t expect that after coming to this world, I would have the opportunity to actually operate it.
In fact, Song Qingshu only realized at this time why so many doctors are helpless. They may not be incapable of curing, but they are afraid to cure it. The women of the dignified princely son, they dare not even touch her skin with their hands to get the pulse, let alone massage her breasts, worrying about being killed by Fu Kang'an afterwards, so they simply said that they would not be cured.
Fu Kangan looked at him fiercely and saw that his eyes were clear, so she forced her anger down: "Could you please teach the technique to the maidservant in the Fuzhong, so that the maid will massage my wife?"
Song Qingshu frowned and shook his head: "Women's natural strength is weak, it is difficult to achieve results, and this technique is extremely complicated, and it is difficult to learn if it is unreasonable... If the marshal is unwilling to treat, the old man Just retire.” Song Qingshu didn’t tell a lie. It’s actually a very laborious task to prescribe milk to a breastfeeding woman, and it often lasts for a few hours. Few women have this physical strength and hand strength. Therefore, the milkers in previous lives are often men.
"Sir, please stay. This handsome is pedantic. Mr. has a good hand and kind heart. Naturally, he will not have nasty thoughts. Please save her." Fukangan stretched out his hand to stop Song Qingshu and said respectfully. But in my heart I wondered: Let you save Chunhua first, how can you save your life afterwards.
"Okay, then, please ask the commander to prepare a large amount of hot water and a few clean towels." After saying that Song Qingshu stretched out his hand in front of Zhu Yuxuan, "Jiu'er, help the teacher get his clothes. The sleeves are rolled up."
For Song Qingshu's act of phony public help, Zhu Yuxuan was itchy in her heart, but in front of Fu Kang'an, she had to help him roll up his sleeves obediently.
"Should the disciple be here too?" Fukangan's face became darker again.
"That's natural. I need Jiu'er to help me with many things later." Song Qingshu replied.
"Okay." Fukangan smiled reluctantly, but thought in his heart, it was a big deal to deal with one more person later.
Soon a maid brought hot water. After Song Qingshu cleans her hands, she came to the bed and looked at Ma Chunhua who was lying on the bed half unconscious and said, "Ma'am, it may be very painful later, you have to be mentally prepared. ."
Ma Chunhua had just heard the conversation between the two in a daze, she was shy in her heart, turned her head to the side, and replied inaudibly: "Yeah."
Watching Song Qingshu stretch out his hands to untie Ma Chunhua’s clothes, Fukang’an’s eyelids twitched. When the two snowy white **** appeared, Fukang’an snorted, pulled a Hu stool, and sat aside. Out of sight out of mind.
"Jiu'er, twist the towel dry and give it to me." Song Qingshu reached out and probed Ma Chunhua's chest a few times, and said in a worried tone, "It's already so serious."
As a big girl with yellow flowers, Zhu Yuxu was ashamed to see such a scene. She quietly glanced at the calm and composed Song Qingshu, I really don't know if he should be said to be indecent or a gentleman.
Rolling up his sleeves, revealing two powdery and white arms, Zhu Yuxu was shocked, looked up, and found that Fukangan hadn’t noticed this side, and quickly put down his sleeves, only showing a small amount. Cut the skin, just to avoid getting wet by water.
Song Qingshu took the towel, frowned, stretched his hand into the basin to feel the temperature, and shook his head: "The water temperature is not enough. Change the basin with hot water."
"But won't this burn madam?" the maid said quietly.
"Don't worry, she won't feel any hot at this time. The hotter the water, the more comfortable she will feel." Song Qingshu said.
Soon a basin of hot water came up short, Song Qingshu was reluctant to scald Zhu Yu's jade-like fingers, so she asked the maid beside her to wring the towel dry for herself.
Looking at the maid’s scalded teeth and grinning expression, the orchid-hearted Zhu Yuxuan quickly realized Song Qingshu's thoughtfulness, opened his lips, but made no sound.
Song Qingshu put a few hot towels on Ma Chunhua's chest. Seeing her expression relaxed, he quickly asked: "Is Madam comfortable?"
Ma Chunhua only thought it sounded rather weird, but she had no choice but to say the truth.
Seeing the expression on the side of Fu Kang An, the first Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, Song Qingshu quickly explained to him: “The old man first used a hot towel to soften the texture of the lumps in his body. These lumps are actually left in the body. The milk is piled up, and it will gradually melt when it encounters hot water. This is why I need a hot towel. If the temperature is not enough, the heat transmitted to the lady’s body is not enough, and naturally it will not be effective."
Fu Kang'an nodded dejectedly, saying that he knew it.
Assuming that the time is almost up, Song Qingshu said to Ma Chunhua: "Madam, I remind you again, it will be very painful later, although it is not as painful as your childbirth, but it is not much different. The handsome man waits. Don't panic when you hear your wife's painful cry." Seeing that they both nodded, Song Qingshu took the towel off, moved his fingers, and started to move.
Starting from the acupuncture point, Song Qingshu pinched a few lumps with his fingers, "I will loosen these lumps first to clear the exit channel, and later, I will be able to force more lumps out." Song Qingshu acted as he moved. He explained that he didn't want to be frustrated and he didn't know the truth, so he pushed himself out of anger when he was so embarrassed that it would ruin the plan afterwards.
Sure enough, Ma Chunhua's breathing became apparently heavy. At first, she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't help it anymore and started to scream. "Dashuai asked his subordinates to prepare some olive oil... Uh, you shouldn't have this thing in this age, so prepare some sesame oil." Song Qingshu used a specific technique to keep rubbing and squeezing the lumps around the acupuncture point, visible to the naked eye. White milk juice oozes out, and Ma Chunhua is ashamed and anxious when she sees it, so she has to cry out to distract her.
When he felt that the small lumps around Ruzhong acupoint had been rubbed, and the surface became softer, Song Qingshu dipped his hands in the sesame oil for a while, then took it up and applied it evenly on Ma Chunhua’s chest, "The base of the milk." The lumps in this circle are bigger and more difficult to deal with. I am afraid that my wife will hurt more."
After speaking, she started from her armpit, found a hard lump, and squeezed it up little by little. Ma Chunhua felt a sharp pain coming from her, she couldn't help screaming, Fukang An wrinkled Brow asked: "Is it really okay?"
Song Qingshu replied: "The handsome man, don't worry, this is normal. Women's **** are small and numerous, and they are very easy to block. If I squeeze the lumps from the breasts, the wife will naturally feel pain. But it will be better after it is passed. Not only will it not be easy to get this problem in the future, but the milk will be more abundant, which will make the son's body better."
When he heard him mention her child, Ma Chunhua looked up at Fu Kang'an with tears in her eyes: "Kang'an, our child..."
After her men snatched Ma Chunhua back, she learned that she had two sons. Fukangan, who had been childless for many years, was very happy, but learned that the two children were shot by poisonous needles. Foul Kangan was furious and executed all of the dozen or so subordinates who had acted. Ma Chunhua also contracted this strange disease because of excessive sadness and a lot of rain that day.
Fu Kangan thought he was destined to have no children, but someone sent a pair of small children’s shoes not long ago, and bluntly said that the twins were in their hands, and asked Prince Bao’s Mansion to exchange the "Forty-two Chapters" . When Ma Chunhua looked at it, she recognized that the shoe was her son's, and her heart rekindled. If it wasn't for her son to save her life, Ma Chunhua would rather die than let another man use this method to help him cure his illness.
"Don't worry~IndoMTL.com~I will definitely save them." Fukangan said, holding Ma Chunhua's hand.
"I believe you." Ma Chunhua nodded weakly, and squeezed Fu Kang'an's hand tightly.
"Oh!" Fukangan was taken aback, and looked back, it turned out that Ma Chunhua's mammary glands have been cleared a lot after Song Qingshu's combing, a large lump was squeezed onto it, and it was directly turned into a stream of milk and sprayed to the side to help. Zhu Yu's face.
Zhu Yu was unprepared, only feeling that his mouth was sweet and fishy, he quickly stood up and wiped everything off his face.
"Marshal, the mammary glands on Madam's side have been dredged, and you should be able to tell them with the naked eye." Song Qingshu secretly smiled, his hands strengthened, and streams of juice were shot at Zhu Yuhua's body.
Fu Kang'an didn't know whether he should be happy or angry. At this time, the voice of the guard came from outside the door: "Marshal, the prince asked me to inform you that I am ready to take action."
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By the way, I think I can be considered an amateur dairy nurse, haha