Chapter 31: Unblocking the Meridians

  It's been five months since Cong Ye arrived at Guanhai City, and it's already the beginning of the twelfth month on the lunar calendar. The clinic has basically stabilized, and residents from nearby living quarters come to the clinic for minor illnesses. With Yan Qingcheng's gentle and elegant demeanor, as well as her stunning looks, almost no one dislikes her.

  Especially for the elderly who are not convenient to go up and down the stairs, Yan Qingcheng established files for them one by one, regularly visited their homes to measure blood pressure, or infused liquids, or gave injections. Even if patients called Yan Qingcheng to deliver medicine to their doorstep, she would never refuse. When she really couldn't leave, she would trouble Cong Ye to run an errand for her.

  The clinic is also on the right track step by step, which is a delightful thing for both of them.

  Diligent in studying traditional Chinese medicine knowledge, and bitterly practicing the mysterious hot flow of external projection of internal meridians, in order to achieve sealing off the opponent's acupoints during battle. Looking at Yan Qingcheng's beautiful and serene smile all day long, sometimes I think, if I could always be by my sister-in-law's side for a lifetime, it would be such a blissful thing.

  Yan Qingcheng had thought about it before. Thinking about the five years she and Zhi Xiaokang were married, the days they spent together added up to just over half a year. Except for their wedding day, Zhi Xiaokang only took paternity leave and honeymoon leave, spending 45 days with her, and after that, there were only less than 22 days of paternity leave each year. Since Cong Ye came to Guanhai City by her side, the two had been inseparable most of the time. Yan Qingcheng had already subconsciously treated Cong Ye as her own family member, feeling that he should always be by her side.

  Such thoughts would always make Yan Qingcheng stunned at first, and then feel her face flush with excitement. For the next half day, she wouldn't dare to look into Cong Ye's eyes, fearing that he might discover the thoughts that had inadvertently arisen in her mind.

  It was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the sky had been overcast with dark clouds since morning. The howling north wind blew directly into the room through the window gap. In the more than 30 square meter clinic, only a small electric heater was used for heating. Although Cong Ye had said many times that he wasn't cold and had placed the electric heater at Yan Qingcheng's feet, every time when Cong Ye wasn't paying attention, Yan Qingcheng would push it over to his side a little bit.

  Today is like this, Yan Qingcheng has already secretly pushed it over twice.

  "Sister-in-law, I'm really not cold, if it weren't for fear of startling others, I wouldn't even need to wear a down jacket."

  "It's so cold outside, aren't you wearing a cotton-padded jacket?"

  Yan Qingcheng never believed in Cong Ye's words. Although recently, every time he had some free time, Cong Ye would help him unblock his meridians, and he knew that the warmth transmitted by Cong Ye could make his whole body warm and comfortable, but it was still hard for Yan Qingcheng to believe that Cong Ye was not afraid of the cold.

  Perhaps due to the weather, from morning till now, not a single patient has come to the clinic. Seeing Yan Qingcheng's shoulders tighten up due to the cold, Cong Ye reached out and pulled Yan Qingcheng's hands over, extending three fingers to press on the three acupoints on her wrists. A fine stream of warmth instantly flowed through Yan Qingcheng's meridians, spreading throughout her body, and she once again became intoxicated with this indescribable comfort, involuntarily closing her eyes slightly.

  Cong Ye gazed across the table, clearly seeing Yan Qing Cheng's long eyelashes fluttering occasionally as she closed her eyes. At the same time, a flush of red gradually crept up her pale cheeks. Cong Ye could feel his sister-in-law's heartbeat quickening from the pulse beneath his fingers.

  Up to now, Cong Ye has finished unblocking the twelve meridians of Yan Qingcheng's body, including Hand Shaoyin, Taiyin, Jueyin, Hand Shaoyang, Taiyang, Yangming, Foot Shaoyin, Taiyin, Jueyin, Foot Shaoyang, Taiyang and Yangming. Only Renmai and Dumai remain.

  Cong Ye's choice is also reasonable. The human body's meridians are like a big tree, and the Ren and Du meridians are the trunk, while the other twelve meridians are the branches. Only by first unblocking the twelve meridians that are like branches can one then unblock the Ren and Du meridians that serve as the foundation, thereby reducing risk to a minimum and also achieving twice the result with half the effort.

  When Cong Ye guided the hot current along the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, it went all the way to the Zhong Jiao. From the Zhong Jiao, it entered the Ren Mai at the Shen Que point and hesitated for a moment. He was considering whether to go from bottom to top through the intersection of the Ren Du two meridians - the Ren Zhong point, and enter the Du Meridian; or to go from top to bottom, passing through the second intersection of the Ren Du two meridians - the **point, and enter the Du Meridian.

  Cong Ye's hesitation directly led to the hot flow entering Yan Qingcheng's body, gathering at the Shenque hole (navel), making her close her eyes and indulge in the comfort brought by the hot flow. Her cheeks suddenly turned red like ripe apples. Because of that hot flow, it was slowly rotating along the four mysterious holes around her navel: also known as the Zhongzhong Sibian hole, just like a warm and fiery small hand gently caressing. A kind of shyness from the bottom of her heart, as if Cong Ye had touched her own secret place, suddenly made Yan Qingcheng blush with shame.

  After some hesitation, Cong Ye decided to go from top to bottom, entering the Duzhong meridian on his sister's back through the **hole. This is also the natural order of the human body's meridian circulation.

  The hot flow went down from the Shendao point, passing through the Yinqiao, Qihai, Shimenguan, Guanyuan, and Zhongji points to reach the QuGu point. After passing QuGu, it was a woman's most private place, and then arrived at **point. As soon as she reached the QuGu point, Cong Ye discovered that her sister-in-law's body had stiffened for a moment, and when continuing down through the private area, her whole body trembled slightly.

  "Sister-in-law, relax, your hole seems a bit blocked."

  Cong Ye didn't fail to notice Yan Qingcheng's flushed cheeks, and he vaguely guessed something, but at this point, he was even more embarrassed to stop, so he could only persist, thinking that he would finish sorting out his sister-in-law's Ren Du Er Mai in one breath.

  Congye indeed found that the heat flow he inputted encountered obvious resistance in his sister-in-law's hole. Although it was not completely blocked, the heat flow that could pass through was less than one-tenth of what he had inputted, and to begin with, the heat flow he had inputted was already very small, from which it can be seen that his sister-in-law's hole was almost as good as being blocked.

  To expedite the unblocking of his sister-in-law's **hole**, Cong Ye increased the amount of hot flow input into her body. As the hot flow increased, gathering at the **hole**, Yan Qingcheng felt that place under the hot flow's envelopment, extremely regularly, one jump after another. After the jumping intensity gradually increased, it even drove its own, and produced a reaction.

  At this time, Yan Qingcheng really wanted to immediately pull her hands out of Cong Ye's, but she was deeply infatuated with that feeling and finally let the hot flow in Cong Ye's body repeatedly impact the **hole in her own body.

  It wasn't easy to get through the **hole, and Cong Ye's forehead was already sweating. Yan Qingcheng also secretly let out a sigh of relief, and with her eyes slightly closed, she gazed at the fine sweat beads on Cong Ye's forehead. Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in her heart, thinking to herself: It's really tough for him, a big boy who went straight to the military camp after graduating from high school, probably hasn't had the chance to be around girls yet. She remembered a phrase - "Three years in the military camp, and even a sow becomes a beauty." Yan Qingcheng thought this far, before suddenly realizing what was wrong with herself, how could she think such things?

  After the hole was opened, it went smoothly and there were no more obvious obstacles. Only when reaching the second intersection point - Renzhong did it take a little effort.

  After more than an hour, Cong Ye finally let out a sigh of relief and immediately released Yan Qingcheng's wrists. He stood up, stretched his limbs comfortably, and didn't forget to wipe the sweat off his forehead with his back to his sister-in-law.

  "The more you try to hide it, the more it will be exposed."

  Yan Qingcheng's eyes caught the small movements of Cong Ye, and suddenly a four-character idiom popped into her mind.

  "Thank you, Cong Ye."

  "Sister-in-law is being polite again. I came to Guanhai City, if it wasn't for sister-in-law taking me in, who knows, maybe I'd still be sleeping on the streets now?"

  "Huh?"

  Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh inwardly, he's really a big boy, can't even say something nice to comfort someone.

  As soon as he said that, he saw his sister-in-law's slightly playful eyes and suddenly blushed too. Ah, yes, this sentence was indeed spoken without much tact.

  Yan Qingcheng's attention was now focused on her lower abdomen, as her menstrual period was just two days away. Every time in the four or five days leading up to her period, she would feel a cool and bloated sensation in her lower abdomen, especially in winter. But now, that uncomfortable feeling had completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented warm and cozy sensation.