Massage Techniques Beyond Level 81

  Zhang Jinke didn't know the thoughts of those people who were far away from him. After informing Lao San and Lao Si about the 'assassin' coming out, he continued to act as if nothing had happened, doing whatever he was supposed to do.

  Being lazy on a recliner... having dinner... watching TV... sleeping, the schedule is as accurate as ever.

  But just at this moment, it was just past eleven o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Jin hadn't fallen asleep yet. The doorbell outside the backyard suddenly rang wildly, accompanied by constant knocking on the door, showing that the person outside the door was extremely anxious.

  Then came the sound of Liu Laoye living on the first floor walking out of his bedroom, taking down the intercom handset next to the living room door.

  After saying a few words into the microphone, the old man suddenly shouted: "Little Zhang, something has happened at Jucheng's house, let you go and help. It seems that someone is injured..." The Jucheng that Old Liu mentioned was a villager from Haigou Village, named Hai Jucheng, Zhang Jin called him Uncle Jucheng, he was the elder brother of Hai Juli and younger brother of Hai Jufu. They all lived together in one household, just next to Hai Jufu's house.

  Feeling that things seemed a bit urgent, Zhang Jin didn't drag his feet either. A carp jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs without wearing outer clothes, just wearing the beach pants he used as pajamas, grabbed the medicine box from space and rushed down to the backyard door in one breath.

  At the back door, Hai Gen Sheng was waiting there, seeing Zhang Jin opening the door and coming out, he quickly rushed forward to grab his arm and ran towards the direction of Ju Cheng's house, while running, he urged in his mouth: "Zhang brother, hurry up, there are still people waiting for you to save their lives!"

  Zhang Jin's heart skipped a beat, and as he quickened his pace, he couldn't help but ask: "Is it that serious? What happened?"

  Hai Gen Sheng walked quickly while explaining: "I don't know what's going on, but the third child of Uncle Zhu's family, San Maozi, who just returned from the city two days ago, heard some noise in the chicken coop when he was sleeping at night. He got out of bed to take a look, and as a result, his wife waited for a long time without seeing him return, so she also went out to find him."

  Sanmao's wife went to the yard and found Sanmao lying motionless on the ground next to the chicken coop. When she turned him over, she was even more frightened - he was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were rolled back, and no matter how hard she called him, he wouldn't wake up. Then Uncle Zhongcheng and his wife also came out, saw Sanmao's condition, and the whole family panicked, shouting loudly.

  "Isn't Uncle Zhong's house just next to mine? They woke me up too. Everyone was thinking of sending him to the town hospital, but it's too far away and they were afraid it would be too late. Then they thought of you being a doctor at the big hospital in the city, so they asked me to come find you."

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  When Zhang Jin and Hai Gen Sheng finally arrived at Hai Ju Cheng's home, Zhang Jin had already understood the general situation from Hai Gen Sheng's piecemeal explanation. Now all that was left was to confirm the diagnosis and treat it.

  "Make way, make way, Dr. Zhang is here." Zhang Jin and Hai Gen Sheng walked into the Hai Ju Cheng's home, only to find that San Mao Zi's bedroom was already packed with relatives and neighbors who had rushed over upon hearing the news, making it impossible to squeeze in. Hai Gen Sheng let out a loud shout, clearing a path through the crowd of onlookers gathered around San Mao Zi's bed.

  As soon as Zhang Jin arrived, San Mao's wife rushed over to him like she had seen a savior, grabbing his arm and refusing to let go. With a nose full of tears, she begged: "Dr. Zhang, please, you have to save our San Mao! The child is still young, if we lose San Mao, this family will be finished..."

  Before San Mao's wife finished speaking, Hai Jucheng stepped forward and pulled her away, scolding, "What are you yelling about? Hurry up and go to the side, what if Doctor Zhang is delayed in treating his illness?" Then, Old Man Hai Jucheng looked at Zhang Jin with a pair of dull old eyes, pitifully saying, "Doctor Zhang, my third son's life depends on you!"

  Zhang Jin took advantage of the dozen or so eye-gazing moments that had just walked in, and had already thrown a "look" at Sanmaozi's unconscious body. At this time, he had already made up his mind. However, in order to make people believe him, Zhang Jin still went forward and took his pulse.

  Soon, after putting San Mao's arm down, Zhang Jin looked at Hai Ju Cheng and San Mao's wife with two pairs of expectant eyes, smiled and said: "Uncle Ju Cheng, brother and sister-in-law, don't worry. Brother San Mao is fine, I'll just give him a massage now, he'll wake up soon. Wait a while, I'll prescribe a medicine for him to drink, and tomorrow morning he'll be like nothing happened!

  Zhang Jin's words calmed the two people down a bit, but they still stared at Zhang Jin with expectant eyes and refused to look away. After all, San Maozi's symptoms were too frightening, even if Zhang Jin had guaranteed that everything would be fine, it was still impossible for the two of them to completely calm down.

  With the help of Sanmao's wife, Zhang Jin helped Sanmao turn over and lie on his back on the bed. Then, Zhang Jin took advantage of his authority as a doctor to drive out all the people who were watching in the room, including Sanmao's wife and Hai Jucheng.

  Then, Zhang Jin's pair of hands twisted and turned like ten spiritual snakes, forming a strange handprint, before opening up like a blooming lotus flower. At the same time, his lips moved slightly, as if silently chanting something.

  Half a second later, Zhang Jin's expression suddenly became solemn, and his hands were either pointing, or slapping, or fist-falling, swift as lightning, dense as raindrops, landing on Sanmaozi's back and shoulders.

  Even if everyone wasn't chased away by Zhang Jin, they would still be watching from here, and absolutely no one could see the movements of Zhang Jin's hands clearly. Those hands brought up countless afterimages that made people dizzy, and it was absolutely going to make them feel like a high mountain. This speed was absolutely not something a normal person could possess!

  Zhang Jin's previous strange handprint was the 'Great Vajra Mudra', and his moving lips were silently reciting the 'Mantra of the Three Worlds'.

  This is the second word "Bing" from the "Nine Character True Words", combined with the "knocking" of Tuina technique.

  The efficacy of Zhang Jin's massage technique is naturally unquestionable. The top-level massage technique possessed by the master doctor is indeed an extraordinary skill. And the nine-character mantra from "The Legend of the Double Dragons" is also a rare product. When Master Zhenyan passed on the "Nine-Character Mantra" to Xu Ziling at Dashitian Temple, he once said, 'The Great Golden Wheel Seal can drive out demons and cure diseases.'

  "Nine Character Mantra" - Troops (Energy)

  Symbolizing longevity and rejuvenation of life force.

  Act swiftly like a shooting star - The Third Turning of the Wheel of Dharma

  Seal: Mahavairocana Mudra

  Mantra: The Heart Mantra of the Threefold World-Ruling King

  With the "Nine Character True Words" combined with a full-level massage technique, it can be said that Zhang Jin's massage technique has also transcended the category of level 10, becoming a medical technique worthy of being called a divine skill! This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Jin was willing to spend a lot of skill points to learn the "Nine Character True Words" in the first place. The uses of this "Nine Character True Words" are too broad.

  If it was just to suppress the desire for fire, the Fumo Circle of Shaolin's three old men reciting the "Diamond Sutra" to Xie Xun would not be worse than the "Nine-Character True Words", and the skill points consumed would be much less, even less than one-tenth. In fact, Zhang Jin was not so wasteful, nor did he have no proper business.

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  The therapeutic effect of massage above level 10 is naturally extraordinary!

  Zhang Jin's fists, palms and fingers transformed into a sheet of virtual shadows, like an afternoon sudden rain, came quickly and went quickly. In just three to five seconds, Zhang Jin's massage had come to an end.

  As Zhang Jin's last fist landed on San Maozi's back, a sound like pounding a rice cake was heard. San Maozi's body, which had been lying on the bed, suddenly sprang up like it had been electrocuted, arching his upper body into a crescent shape as he leaned backward. At the same time, a large mouthful of thick, black phlegm spewed out of San Maozi's mouth.

  Right away, Zhang Jin's massage technique took effect immediately, and Sanmao woke up in a daze, asking in a voice that seemed to be still suffering from a hangover: "Huh? Where am I?"