Protect Me

Ding Yao smiled. "I'm not afraid of being implicated. Didn't you say that you can protect me?"

"Yes, I can definitely protect you!" Song Xiuyan also smiled. This was the second time Ding Yao had seen Song Xiuyan smile. His smile was really beautiful.

After lunch, Song Xiuyan followed Ding Yao's instructions and baked the medicinal ingredients in a pot to dry them. Then, he crushed them into powder. There were no modern high-tech tools in this world. It all depended on manual labor and manpower. Ding Yao thought that grinding would be more difficult, but she didn't expect Song Xiuyan and Song Yang, two martial arts experts, to finish it in a short while.

Ding Yao divided the medicinal powder into ten portions and used one portion a day. The medicine she was going to use today was made into a paste by Ding Yao using spiritual spring water. Then, she wrapped it in cotton cloth for use. After she was done, Ding Yao went to Song Yi's room, She massaged his left leg. The others looked on eagerly. Song Yu couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ding Yao, do you also know acupuncture points?"

The places where Ding Yao increased her gravity were all important acupuncture points. Currently, Song Yi could only feel pain from one of the acupuncture points. Upon hearing Song Yu's words, Ding Yao nodded, then, she turned to her second brother, Song Yang, and instructed, "Steam the medicine in a pot until it's slightly hot."

After massaging his left leg, he would apply the medicine. The effect would double. If this persisted for a few days like this, she would be able to apply acupuncture after a period of time.

Song Xiuyan translated Ding Yao's words to Song Yu. After listening to her, Song Yu couldn't take her eyes off Ding Yao's hands. Ding Yao's body had always been in a state of malnutrition, and the strength of her hands was very small. However, every massage required sufficient strength to be effective. After a few minutes, Ding Yao's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

Song Xiuyan naturally took out a handkerchief to wipe Ding Yao's sweat. Ding Yao's expression was very calm, and she didn't stop what she was doing because of Song Xiuyan's actions.

When Song Yu saw this scene, she had an idea. "Sister Ding Yao, can you teach me this massage technique? If I can learn it, you won't have to work so hard."

Ding Yao had just finished massaging. Hearing Song Yu's words, she smiled and opened her mouth. "Sure, as long as you're willing to learn it."

Hearing Song Xiuyan's words, Song Yu was so happy that she almost jumped up. "Sister Ding Yao, don't worry. I'll definitely study hard. I'm actually not stupid. The most important thing is that I know these acupuncture points." The Song family's children had been practicing martial arts since young. Naturally, they had to know the human acupuncture points.

Ding Yao smiled slightly, moved aside, and mouthed, "Okay, then try it. I'll see how much you remember." She had massaged him three times just now. Song Yu had been watching from the side, so he could probably remember it.

Song Yu didn't refuse. He gently pressed Song Yi's left leg according to the way he had seen. At the beginning, he didn't dare to use too much force, since he was afraid that he would hurt Song Yi's leg. After a few times, his movements became a little more familiar... Ding Yao was very satisfied, then, she looked at Song Xiuyan and mouthed, "In a while, I will tell you some important points to note. Write it down and you can officially let Song Yu learn it tomorrow."

Song Xiuyan replied, "Alright, I will teach you how to write later. Write down these points to note today. You can give it to Song Yu after you finish writing it down."

Ding Yao was stunned? What? Acupoints, strength, etc... which acupoints were lighter, which were heavier, how deep they had to be pressed, and where they had to be wiped, would definitely be more than 20 words! Song Xiuyan was trying to trick her!

As they were talking, Song Yang brought the steamed medicine bag over. Ding Yao applied the medicine bag on Song Yi's leg and tied it with hemp thread. Once the medicine bag was cold, it could be untied. A medicine bag could be used three times, once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening.

As soon as she was done, Song Xiuyan pulled Ding Yao into the study to write.

The next morning, when Ding Yao massaged Song Yi's leg, Song Yi cried out in surprise, "Ah, I can feel this too! It's painful!"

Song Xiuyan's eyes lit up. Was the effect so obvious? The other siblings were also delighted. Song Yu was eager to give it a try. Last night, he had memorized the notes that Ding Yao had given him and even experimented on Song Yang's leg. The notes were densely packed with more than 500 words. Ding Yao had almost gone crazy last night. Fortunately, Song Xiuyan only asked Ding Yao to copy it once and didn't test her.

When he saw Ding Yao's words for the first time last night, Song Xiuyan asked in surprise, "Did you practice writing before?"