Chapter 6: Looking at Beautiful Women Inside the Tea House

  "Hello, who is it?" Ling Fei answered the phone, his hand continuing to flip through the notebook. These things looked quite interesting, some cases that Ling Fei had indeed come into contact with, and he had thought of many ways to treat them, but all were ineffective. Of course, in the hospital, they would just say that those cases were hopeless, either saying it was cancer or that they had done their best.

  "Excuse me, is this Dr. Ling Fei?" A strange woman's voice came from the phone, although it felt a bit cold and icy, but the sound was particularly pleasant, with a sweet feeling, just like suddenly pouring a basin of cold water on a hot summer day.

  "Is it me, who are you?" Ling Fei immediately sat up straight, the voice was so nice to hear, probably a beauty, his brain immediately began to imagine, but a bit pitifully, his impression of beauties mostly came from a certain country in the Pacific Ocean, where many beauties took so-called romantic action movies, one by one coquettish and charming, he liked that kind of tone.

  "You can call me Hong Jie, I heard that you just came out of the hospital, your technique makes people feel very comfortable, and you are also very considerate, so I want to invite you to be a massage therapist at my beauty salon, are you willing?" The sweet voice said softly, and Ling Fei also heard the laughter of several women on the other side, could it be a joke?

  "Socialite?" Ling Fei thought for a moment, and suddenly his face changed. This wasn't the most famous beauty spot in the city? That beauty salon was said to only serve socialites and wealthy women, with prices that were frighteningly high. He had a classmate who graduated from medical school but didn't go work at a hospital, instead going there. It was said that just doing massages for people could earn over 10,000 yuan per month, and sometimes even getting a card could get you a rebate of several thousand yuan.

  And my senior sister also said that after going to that place and then walking on the street, the women seen would seem ordinary. All the service staff inside are top-notch beauties, and among those wealthy ladies, there are many beautiful women too. Sometimes you can even see some female hosts appearing, as well as some big shots' wives or concubines. If the service is good, a small tip from the other party can be over a hundred, sometimes even over a thousand. All tips belong to the individual, and the wealthy ladies never care about it.

  "Beautiful girl, you're not joking, are you? What's that place? I'm quite clear about it, it's hard to get in." Subconsciously, Ling Fei had already decided that the other person was making fun of him, and maybe it was even Xiao Pang and his gang trying to trick him.

  "I'm Qin Jie, Xiao Fei. I went to see you for a neck treatment this afternoon, but then I heard that you've been fired. Later, I asked someone and an auntie I know saw it clearly, she said you were framed. But anyway, you don't need to stay in a hospital like that, the pay is not much and you're always getting annoyed. Come to Hong Jie's place instead, she's a good person and the salary is not bad either. Besides, we do have some inconvenience going to the hospital." Suddenly, a very familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

  "It's Qin sister, okay, I'll listen to you." A smile appeared on Ling Fei's face. Qin sister was the wife of a big boss in the city, 32 years old, not only beautiful but also very easy-going and nice to him, just like an elder sister next door, occasionally inviting him to dinner without any malice.

  "If it's good, you can hit the evening news here. We're drinking tea now. I really didn't expect that what you said was true. At night, after drinking tea, I couldn't sleep. But if I drank some more strong tea, I could actually fall asleep." Qin sister chuckled: "This method is even better than taking medicine prescribed by a doctor."

  Ling Fei felt a little proud when he heard this. Many people like to drink tea, and of course, drinking tea is definitely good for the body. However, many people can't sleep after drinking tea at night, so they don't drink tea in the evening. In fact, there is a record in Lu Yu's book, "The Classic of Tea", that if you can't sleep after drinking tea, just drink another cup of strong tea, and this method is called "Hui Hun Cha" (Return Soul Tea), which guarantees a good sleep.

  Of course, such a method is generally not understandable to ordinary people, and Ling Fei himself does not understand it either. However, he tried it out and indeed found some effect. The experience of the ancients must have some reason, perhaps this is what traditional Chinese medicine calls "things will reverse when they reach an extreme".

  "Then I'll come over and have a cup of good tea." Ling Fei immediately started putting on his shoes. He also loved drinking tea, but he didn't have the money for it. The best tea he could afford was jasmine tea. Good tea was said to cost tens of thousands of yuan per liang, although Qin Jie probably wouldn't treat him to something that expensive. A few hundred yuan per liang was more likely.

  Anyway, with so many things happening today, I feel a bit unlucky. If I go see Qin Jie, that great beauty, it's probably like what the ancients said about "rushing to good fortune" - my mood will improve and my luck will too.

  "Hurry up, I'll treat you to a top-grade pre-rain tea." Qin sister laughed especially happily, then told him the detailed address. He couldn't sit still anymore, and rushed out immediately. Looking at beautiful women and drinking top-grade good tea, what a delightful thing in life!

  Twenty minutes later, Ling Fei arrived at a teahouse located inside the Evening News Building. The name was quite interesting - Tea House. It's hard to say whether the boss was uncultured or too cultured to come up with such a name.

  Pushing open the ancient wooden door, Ling Fei heard a Guzheng sound, which gave him a very elegant feeling. The layout was also very classical, with five tables carved out of huge tree roots, and the chairs on the side were all high-quality red wood chairs. At this moment, there was only one table with customers, and the rest were just female tea artists dressed in Hanfu attire. And the one playing the Guzheng happened to be an extremely beautiful woman! Judging from her appearance, she didn't seem like a service staff member, perhaps she was a qin master invited by the teahouse?

  "Ah, Ice, you're here. Give him some pre-rain tea. He's the massage master I was telling you about." Qin sister was sitting behind that table, looking a bit lazy, and surprisingly wearing pajamas, which seemed a bit too casual.

  "Qin sister, who was that Hong sister just now?" Ling Fei asked, his eyes scanning around. The three women at this table he had all met before, and they were all patients introduced to him by Qin sister. He didn't have an impression of any one of them being called Hong sister.

  Hong Jie is playing the guqin. Another woman burst out laughing: "You, really have some good fortune, back then when you were allowed to leave the hospital, you didn't listen, now look what's happened, you've been driven away by someone else, don't you know the saying 'same trade, different envy'?"

  "I thought it wouldn't happen in a hospital." Ling Fei smiled wryly, indeed, these people had previously advised him to come out and even said they could lend him money to open a private store, but he always felt it was not reliable, so he refused.

  "Dr. Ling, I heard you're a master of massage. Lately, I've been feeling this tightness in my chest and back, can you take a look?" Just then, a pleasant fragrance wafted into Ling Fei's nostrils, followed by a stunningly beautiful woman who sat down beside him, looking like she just stepped out of a celebrity magazine. Meanwhile, another tea artist began brewing tea according to a complex procedure.

  This must be an assessment. Although Ling Fei didn't turn his head, he could feel that the red sister who was playing the guqin was looking at him with a cold gaze.

  "Let me take your pulse first," said Ling Fei, then furrowed his brow again: "It's best to find a soft one..."

  "This is it, you mentioned last time, I was going to send it to you." Qin sister immediately picked up and took out a very small pillow-like thing from her side, this is used by traditional Chinese medicine doctors to take pulse, letting patients put their wrists on it, but now few people use it.

  "It's still Qin sister who cares about me." Ling Fei said with a smile, then placed his fingers on the wrist of Bing Bing beauty, who had already put her hand under the pillow, to feel her pulse. Feeling the pulse at the inch, guan and chi points can help understand a person's basic situation.

  The icy beauty's skin was extremely delicate and gave off a cool feeling, soft to the touch, which made Ling Fei's heart skip a beat. After all, she was a beauty, and just her skin alone could make people feel especially comfortable. However, he pushed aside his distracting thoughts and began to observe her pulse according to the methods learned in school.

  Suddenly, his right hand felt a slight warmth, and Ling Fei's mind had the answer: chronic cholecystitis, bitter taste, blurred vision, yellow urine, but the root cause was not in the gallbladder itself, rather it was from six months ago when this beautiful woman was hit on the right leg's gallbladder point by someone, where there was still blood stasis.

  But here he got the answer, he suddenly felt like he was very hungry and wanted to eat something, eating the stagnant blood that formed the sick energy. No, he hadn't eaten dinner, but he wanted to eat sick energy, it felt strange, could he eat that?

  "Bing Jie, have you recently had blurry vision, woken up with a bitter taste in your mouth, and noticed that the color of your urine is particularly dark?"

  "Really? You just took his pulse and you knew?" The beautiful woman asked in surprise, several women also looked at Ling Fei in surprise, he didn't even ask questions, but directly said the condition.

  "That's right, you were hit in the right leg half a year ago, although it wasn't serious and didn't hurt the bone, but there was already a hidden danger there. You also have chronic cholecystitis, right?" Ling Fei asked again, surprisingly all correct, this ghost hand is really too amazing!

  "Ah, you know this too? Half a year ago, I indeed had an unexpected accident. A thief stole someone's wallet and ran away, but fell down beside me, hitting my right leg with his head. The whole leg was sore to death, and it took five days to recover." Ice sister's eyes slowly lit up: "Since you know all this, do you know how to treat it?"

  "Of course, but the treatment method is a bit strange. I need to rub out all the blood stasis there and then suck it out. As for your cholecystitis, I can also adjust it properly...". When he said this, Ling Fei suddenly felt his face burning, and the method that appeared in his mind was sucking moxibustion, which is to suck on certain parts of the patient's body until a moxa mark appears. During the sucking process, the ghostly hand would quickly absorb the sick energy from his mouth, because the ghostly hand didn't have a mouth, this was quite absurd.