Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin took a look and found that the woman's ankle was indeed sprained. Although it did not swell in a short period of time, it would not take long before the pain would be so severe that she would be unable to walk, and it would become swollen to the point of height.

And it takes more than a month of training before he can act normally.

Fang Lin reached out and grabbed the other person's arm, helping him up.

This woman has a plump figure and should weigh about 110 pounds. However, because she is nearly 1.65 meters tall, she does not appear fat.

It's the kind of figure that makes you look slim when you're wearing clothes, and makes you look slimmer when you're undressed.

Being helped up by Fang Lin, she looked a little shy and asked casually: "Why have I never seen you before? Which department are you a student in?"

Fang Lin said: "I'm not a student, I'm here to see off my friends."

"Oh." Jing Xiu nodded, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay if she's not a student, otherwise there would be a difference between teachers and students, and she would be afraid of being seen by others and misunderstanding something.

Jingxiu's appearance is outstanding and she is often stared at by her colleagues and classmates. Once something happens with a male student, she is easily misunderstood.

I tried walking, but it was obviously impossible.

Jingxiu himself is also a teacher at a medical university, so he naturally knows that after spraining his ankle, he must not walk with heavy weight, otherwise it will aggravate the injury and delay the recovery time.

She pointed to the Lamborghini next to her and asked, "Is that car yours?"

Seeing Fang Lin nodding, Jingxiu said, "Then can you drive me back to the dormitory?"

Fang Lin responded: "No problem."

Jing Xiu smiled and said, "Then turn around and drive over. I'll stand here waiting for you."

Fang Lin waved his hand and said, "It's not that troublesome."

As he spoke, he picked up Jing Xiu by the waist. Jing Xiu let out a sweet cry and subconsciously hugged Fang Lin's neck.

Fang Lin took a few steps, hugged Jingxiu in the car seat, and then drove Jingxiu to the faculty

Downstairs in the dormitory.

The faculty and staff dormitory is a five-story building. Fang Lin looked at the building and asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

Jing Xiu said: "Fifth floor."

Fang Lin asked: "Is there an elevator?"

Jing Xiu shook his head and said, "No."

Fang Lin was silent and said, "Then it seems that I have to carry you up?"

Jing Xiu said awkwardly: "Actually, if you hold me up, I can do it with just one foot."

Fang Lin said: "It's better to be careful. What if the other foot gets sprained again?"

As he spoke, Fang Lin got out of the car, came to Jingxiu's side, opened the car door, turned his back to Jingxiu, and bent down.

Jingxiu said a little shyly: "I'm quite heavy, I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it on your back."

Fang Lin laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I can carry both of you on my back."

Jingxiu also knew that going to the fifth floor without Fang Lin would be a fool's errand, so she stopped being reserved and slowly lay on Fang Lin's body.

Fang Lin held Jingxiu's thighs with both hands, closed the car door, and carried her into the building, all the way to the dormitory on the fifth floor.

The house is a single room with a bathroom, a bed, and a desk. It is simply decorated, very clean, and has a faint fragrance.

Fang Lin put Jingxiu on the bed and said, "Excuse me, there is Yunnan Baiyao aerosol in the desk drawer. Please help me find it and I will spray some."

Fang Lin said: "Although spraying that thing is effective, it is of little use. You must rest when you need it."

Jingxiu smiled helplessly: "Then you have to spray when you need to. You can always get rid of it no matter how much it is."

point effect. "

Fang Lin said: "In fact, sprained feet are usually caused by ankle sprains and torn ligaments.

If you can use unique techniques to massage it to reduce swelling and blood stasis, your ankle can quickly recover and you can walk normally. "

Jing Xiu glanced at Fang Lin in surprise and said, "I didn't realize that you know something about medicine.

It's just easy to say, but the people who really have this kind of massage technique are famous Chinese medicine experts. How can they have the time to massage my ankles? "

Fang Lin smiled and said: "You're lucky, I know massage. How about it? Do you want me to massage it for you?"

"You?" Jing Xiu laughed and said, "Regular massage cannot be learned in a day or two. I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Even I can't do it. How can you do it?"

Fang Lin said: "It seems you don't believe it."

As he spoke, he found a chair and sat beside the bed, reaching out to grab Jingxiu's legs.

Jing Xiu didn't resist. Anyway, Fang Lin had already done the carrying, so there was nothing to be pretentious about, so he smiled and said, "It seems you want to prove yourself?"

While she was talking, she saw Fang Lin's eyes staring at the bottom of her skirt. She blushed suddenly, quickly brought her other leg over and pressed her skirt with her hands.

Fang Lin coughed, retracted his gaze that as a man, he would subconsciously stare at you, and said: "Proof is out of the question, it's just that this matter is just a piece of cake for me.

Of course I can't bear to see you unable to walk normally for the next month. "

As he spoke, he put Jingxiu's legs and feet on his knees and gently stroked them with one hand.

Massage with unique techniques.

Through a layer of flesh-colored stockings, Jingxiu's feet looked silky and soft.

Jing Xiugang

She didn't believe it at first, feeling in her heart that this man was taking advantage of her openly, but strangely, she didn't resist it at all, so she simply let Fang Lin pretend to do it.

But gradually, Jingxiu became a little surprised and couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.

She felt a slight chill coming from her ankle, and the pain diminished quickly at a perceptible speed.

"Do you really know how to massage?" Jing Xiu couldn't help but asked in surprise.

Fang Lin smiled and said, "If I don't know how to press it, why bother messing around with it? Do you think I'm taking advantage of you?"

Jingxiu blushed and said, "Don't mind, I just can't believe it because I know very well how difficult it is to learn this massage technique successfully.

By the way, I never asked you, what is your name, what do you do, why do you know Chinese massage? "

Fang Lin said casually: "My name is Fang Lin. I don't have any serious job. I just serve as the head of our village."

Jingxiu found it hard to believe and said, "The village chief drives a Lamborghini? He also knows about traditional Chinese massage?"

Fang Lin smiled and said: "I know you may not believe it, but it is indeed true."

"Okay." Jing Xiu smiled and said, "Then you can be considered a strange person."

As he spoke, Fang Lin slowly stopped his hand and said, "Okay, your feet are fine."

"Really?" Jingxiu tried to move his ankle suspiciously and found that it moved freely.

He put his feet on the ground again, stood up, took two steps, and said pleasantly: "It's really better, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Fang Lin, you are so awesome! "

Fang Lin smiled faintly, stood up, and said, "You can spray a little more Yunnan Baiyao aerosol, it won't do any harm.

If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. "