Teacher

"This person's family had a scheme set up before. They did it for both the living and the dead, all to make money. But this scheme was designed to harm the family's health and fortune."

Fairy Li pointed to several places on the blueprint on the computer. Although Su Ziyang didn't understand feng shui, he was a good listener and listened quietly to Fairy Li talking to him.

"Now that his family has made a fortune, he wants to change things up again. He wants to have a son. Can you believe there's such a person?"

Fairy Li crossed her arms, pen in hand, and pouted as she fell into deep thought.

"There's no such thing as having it all!" Su Ziyang massaged Fairy Li's shoulders and said this after a long while.

"Never mind him, I'm canceling this job. To hell with him, I need to rest."

In short, Su Ziyang enlightened Fairy Li. Fairy Li took out her phone and replied to him, saying that she couldn't solve the problem and that he should find someone else.

Later, Su Ziyang heard from Fairy Li that this person had hired two more feng shui masters to move the ancestral grave on the mountain, but somehow they accidentally chose a day that was considered unlucky enough to kill the master.

The two of them tumbled down the mountain, nearly flying to their deaths...

Su Ziyang still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it. What would he have done if something had happened to Fairy Li?

Fairy Li comforted Su Ziyang, saying that she was fine and would definitely be careful.

On Friday, Su Ziyang arrived at school early, bought some things, and went straight to the hospital.

Besides the gathering, Su Ziyang also wanted to visit one of his teachers, the one who taught him massage, named Li Dongjun.

My earliest clinical skills were acquired during my hospital internship, all thanks to this teacher.

At the last class reunion, Su Ziyang didn't run into the teacher at the hospital because the teacher was on leave.

I checked the doctor's outpatient information online, and it turns out the doctor is indeed making house calls today.

With practiced ease, Su Ziyang arrived at a treatment hall.

This teacher is in charge of this treatment hall, which includes massage, rehabilitation, acupuncture, and various physiotherapy equipment.

As soon as he entered, Su Ziyang saw four or five students in white coats surrounding someone and talking all at once.

"You must practice diligently. The two most difficult movements in massage are rolling and one-finger Zen. If you master these two movements, you'll have mastered 70% of massage."

The familiar voice reached Su Ziyang's ears and sounded especially warm.

Su Ziyang stood to the side, quietly watching the teacher lecture these juniors who were many years younger than him, his face full of smiles.

"Alright. It's almost time to get off work, you guys can go now. I have a technique test tomorrow, so go back and practice!"

Li Dongjun tidied up the rice bag he used for practicing massage techniques on the massage bed, then waved to send the group of students who had gathered around him away.

"Do you have any further questions, student?"

Li Dongjun kept his head down, folding the massage towel in his hands, but he noticed that a pair of legs hadn't moved away.

Su Ziyang remained silent, standing still and staring at Li Dongjun.

"Hmm?" Li Dongjun looked up when he saw that the man was neither speaking nor moving.

"Huh?!" Li Dongjun's face was filled with shock. "Little Ziyang, what brings you here?"

"Hehe! Teacher!" Su Ziyang chuckled, placing the things he was carrying on a table behind Li Dongjun. "It's a gathering of our students, so I came to see you. Oh, Teacher Li, you're still so dedicated and responsible. I was completely engrossed in your lectures."

"Alright, kid, you've learned how to flatter. Let me see, what are you doing with that thing? Take it away, take it away!"

Li Dongjun rummaged through the things Su Ziyang had brought, then put them back at Su Ziyang's feet.

"Teacher, are you looking down on the things the students bought because you think they're too cheap?"

Su Ziyang chuckled and put the item back.

"I've noticed that after two years of working here, your banter has really gotten better! Come on, let me see if your skills have improved! Give me a massage. Ouch, my back is tired. Give me a good relaxation!"

Li Dongjun lay down directly on the massage bed.

"Come on, let's do it!"

Previously, when Su Ziyang was just practicing his techniques, Li Dongjun served as Su Ziyang's model.

Because everything comes from nothing, and all knowledge is developed from beginner to mastery.

At that time, Su Ziyang was the first in the dormitory to go to the hospital to learn massage techniques. When he first started learning, his technique was not good, and it hurt people a lot, so no one wanted to be his model.

Li Dongjun acted as Su Ziyang's model while correcting Su Ziyang's movements step by step.

Su Ziyang was also very ambitious. He studied with Li Dongjun during the day and practiced with simulated rice bags at night. As a result, Su Ziyang's skills improved very quickly, and he soon went from a beginner to an expert.

Because doing massage all day was very tiring, Su Ziyang later started to give Li Dongjun massages often to help him relax.

"How about the full set? My technique is now top-notch, a complete massage from the inside out, teacher!"

Su Ziyang still acts like a child in front of Li Dongjun; their teacher-student relationship is more like that of friends.

"Come on, let's see if you're just bragging!"

Li Dongjun chuckled.

Okay.

Su Ziyang massaged Li Dongjun from head to toe, Eight and a Half Locks, rubbing his stomach, and doing a regular massage – it was a whole massage session!

Because there are more parts involved, the time required is also longer.

More than an hour later, the massage ended...

"My goodness! You've improved so much in just three days! Your skills are far superior to mine!"

Li Dongjun lay on the massage bed, feeling his body relax.

"What kind of technique is that, rubbing your stomach or pinching this joint? It doesn't sound like the academic style."

Laymen see the details, experts see the spectacle.

While Li Dongjun felt comfortable, he was more focused on the changes in Su Ziyang's technique.

"Haha, teacher. I learned this technique from two experienced folk masters. What do you think?"

Su Ziyang said softly while folding the massage tendons.

"That's really good. Sometimes the real masters are among the people. You've improved so much. Sigh, from when I started teaching students until now, in the past six or seven years, you've been the most dedicated to massage."

Li Dongjun sat up, put on his shoes, and sighed.

"Teacher, you praised me. Hehe."

Su Ziyang chuckled, put away the massage towel, and habitually turned off all the machines around him. Although he hadn't been here for more than two years, he was still very skilled at his job.

"Turn off the lights. Come have dinner with me tonight, let's chat! Your sister-in-law went to her parents' house, let's have a drink!"

Li Dongjun changed out of his white clothes, put on his formal attire, and walked out with Su Ziyang in his arms.