Xiangtai Apartment, Lin Family!
Unlucky Zhou Ziyan, his right knee got badly bumped, and his left shin was kicked, not lightly either, both injured areas were bruised and swollen.
Because Lin Miao is skilled in Chinese massage therapy, the family still has medicinal wine for activating meridians and promoting circulation.
To express her apology, Chen Qiuhua volunteered to apply the medicinal wine on Zhou Ziyan.
As soon as she started, Zhou Ziyan couldn't help but shout: "Ah, stop, stop. Dr. Chen, with your strength, you could kill a pig. Let me do it myself, let me do it myself!"
Taking the medicinal wine from Chen Qiuhua's hand, Zhou Ziyan poured some onto his palm, rubbed his hands together to warm them up, then pressed them on his right knee, gritting his teeth as he massaged the area slowly.
The technique was very professional.
Xue Linlin slowly shuffled to his side, a bit timidly said: "Um... um... Senior Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, I didn't expect to kick so hard."
