kingnovel Chapter 705: Poor blood circulation, slight swelling
Chapter 705: Poor blood circulation, slight swelling
After Lin Bufan dropped Chen Nanxing off at the hotel, he turned around and drove towards Lan Weiwei's apartment. He had been coming so frequently these days that the security guard at the door had already recognized him. After smiling and throwing a pack of cigarettes to the security guard, Lin Bufan drove into the complex.
She pressed the doorbell with familiarity, and within seconds, the door opened. Lan Weiwei was dressed in a smoky gray professional yoga outfit, her hair neatly tied back, a few strands dangling at her neck, looking casual and at home. Seeing Lin Bufan, a faint smile naturally appeared on her face, and she stepped aside to let him in.
"You are on time today." Lan Weiwei's tone was relaxed, and compared to the low and distant tone in the past few days, he seemed much more familiar.
"Of course I should. How dare I be late for Coach Lan's class?" Lin Bufan smiled and put on the slippers Lan Weiwei had specially prepared for her. Her movements were as natural as if she were returning home. "Besides, I feel like my muscles have really stretched a lot these past few days. I'm a bit addicted."
"Stop talking nonsense." Lan Weiwei glanced at Lin Bufan in a reproachful manner, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Let's do some warm-up exercises first to loosen up our joints."
The two began their practice on yoga mats spread out in the middle of the living room. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting warm patches of light on the floor. The only sounds in the air were the soothing sounds of breathing and Lan Weiwei's gentle instructions.
"Inhale, extend your spine upward with your arms... Exhale, fold your body forward..."
Maybe it was because Lin Bufan was less talented, so his movements were always not so standard. Lan Weiwei would still come forward patiently and adjust them personally as before. Their fingertips touched each other's shoulders or arms through the thin clothes. Both of them seemed very natural, as if they were used to it.
"Okay, now let's do a variation of Warrior III. Pay attention to keeping your core tight and your body in a straight line..." Lan Weiwei explained while demonstrating the movements smoothly. He stood on one leg, leaned forward, stretched the other leg backward, and extended his arms forward, with a stable and elegant posture.
Lin Bufan imitated him, his body swaying slightly. Seeing this, Lan Weiwei stood beside him, one hand lightly supporting his lower back, and the other hand gently supporting his outstretched arm, helping him find his balance.
"Yes, that's it. Find your center of gravity and look at a fixed point in front of you..."
Time slipped quietly as they practiced with concentration. Sunlight crept slowly up the walls, tinting the living room with a warm golden hue. The two of them completed several yoga poses, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.
Of course, Lin Bufan forced it out on purpose!
"Okay, let's stop here for today's practice." Lan Weiwei glanced at the clock on the wall and let out a breath. "Let's do a few relaxation exercises, and then we can call it a day."
Lan Weiwei said as she took the lead in standing on the yoga mat, motioning Lin Bufan to do the same. However, just as she lifted her right leg to change her position, her foot slipped and her body tilted uncontrollably to the side.
"Ah!" Lan Weiwei screamed, feeling a sharp pain in her ankle.
Looking at Lan Weiwei who had fallen, Lin Bufan was stunned!
Is it so hasty?
Although he felt that Lan Weiwei had done it on purpose, Lin Bufan still caught her before she fell: "Weiwei, what's wrong with you?"
"My foot...I think I sprained my foot." Lan Weiwei frowned and gasped in pain.
"Don't move yet, I'll help you sit down on the sofa." Lin Bufan carefully supported Lan Weiwei and moved step by step to the sofa.
Lan Weiwei sat down on the sofa, sweat pouring down her forehead from the pain. She gently lifted her injured right foot and found that her ankle was already red and swollen.
"Is there any medicated oil at home?" Lin Bufan squatted down and carefully checked Lan Weiwei's injuries.
As a yoga instructor, Lan Weiwei naturally has no shortage of medicinal oils at home: "It's... in the drawer under the TV cabinet." Lan Weiwei pointed in the direction of the TV.
Lin Bufan quickly found some medicinal oil, poured some into his palms and rubbed them to warm them up: "I'll rub it for you. It might be a little painful, just bear with it."
"No need... I can do it myself..." Lan Weiwei subconsciously wanted to refuse and reached out to take the bottle of medicine oil, but a sharp pain in her ankle made her pause when she moved.
Lin Bufan had already rubbed his palms to warm them up, and his tone was unquestionable: "Don't be so stubborn, how are you going to rub it yourself in this position? Relax, my technique is pretty good."
Lan Weiwei looked at Lin Bufan's serious expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally said "hmm" softly, slowly put her feet back in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Then... trouble you."
Lin Bufan carefully lifted Lan Weiwei's ankle and placed his warm palm on the red and swollen area, massaging it with moderate force. After the initial sting, a warm and comfortable feeling gradually spread from the injury, relieving the previous swelling and pain.
"Hmm..." Lan Weiwei unconsciously let out a soft moan of comfort, then realized that the sound was too ambiguous, and her cheeks instantly flushed. She glared at Lin Bufan with some embarrassment, but saw that he was concentrating on his hands and didn't seem to care.
Lan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "You... your technique is quite professional..."
Lin Bufan looked up at Lan Weiwei, his lips curled up slightly: "Of course, I have watched many professional video tutorials."
After hearing this, Lan Weiwei couldn't help but mutter, "Why would I learn this if I have nothing to do..."
Lin Bufan continued to move, and without even looking up, he said, "It's always good to have many skills. Look, aren't they coming in handy now?"
Lan Weiwei was speechless for a moment and stopped talking. She just watched Lin Bufan massaging her attentively.
Lin Bufan's technique was indeed good, with even strength. His warm palms wrapped around Lan Weiwei's ankles, and the medicated oil seemed to have some kind of magical power, which gradually relaxed his originally tense nerves.
There is no way. Lin Bufan, who has the skill of using a hot pack, does have a unique advantage in massage. If he opens a blind massage parlor, the business will definitely be booming!
After massaging for a while, Lan Weiwei felt the pain in her ankle ease a lot, so she tried to speak: "Is it okay? It should be okay now."
Lin Bufan shook his head, his tone filled with unquestionable seriousness: "Don't think this is unimportant. The most worrying thing about a sprained ankle is improper treatment, which leaves a root of disease. If you don't properly clear the meridians and massage the blood stasis now, it will not only hurt when it's cloudy or rainy in the future, but it may also affect your walking posture if it gets serious. Over time, you may even develop a tilted pelvis and scoliosis. You'll become a cripple by then, so don't cry."
As a yoga instructor, Lan Weiwei naturally knew that although the possibility of what Lin Bufan said was very low, it was indeed possible. However, she was puzzled by the question: "I know that ankle sprains should be taken seriously...but what does this have to do with you massaging my calf?"
Lin Bufan raised his head, looking at her with a look that said, "You don't understand this at all," and explained, "You're clearly a layman. The calf muscles and fascia are closely connected to the ankle, and the meridians and blood flow through them from top to bottom. If your ankle is injured, the calf muscles will tense up and cramp, which in turn increases the burden on your ankle. I massaged this area, and the blood flowed freely, so the injury below healed faster. This is called treating both the upper and lower parts of your body, don't you understand?"
Lan Weiwei was skeptical, but seeing that Lin Bufan's explanation was coherent and his technique was indeed professional, she reluctantly accepted it and let him continue massaging her calves.
After a while, Lin Bufan's palm naturally slid to the back of her thigh, pressing with moderate force. Lan Weiwei finally couldn't help it and asked with a bit of embarrassment and questioning: "What about the thigh? You're not going to say that the thigh is also connected to the ankle?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Bufan immediately looked at him as if he was a fool: "What are you thinking? Of course the thigh is not directly connected to the ankle."
"Then why are you pressing my thigh?" Lan Weiwei glared at Lin Bufan.
Lin Bufan sighed, as if patiently teaching a dull student: "Although the thigh is not directly connected to the ankle, it is connected to the calf! The meridians of the entire leg are connected as a whole and flow smoothly! Tight thigh muscles will pull on the calf, which in turn affects the recovery of the ankle. I will clear the meridians of your entire leg to ensure that the flow of qi and blood is unobstructed. This is the only way to fundamentally solve the problem and make you recover quickly without any sequelae. Do you understand?"
Lan Weiwei was confused by Lin Bufan's "Holistic Meridian Qi and Blood Theory". Although she always felt that something was wrong, she couldn't find a more powerful reason to refute it. In addition, his massage was really comfortable, and the soreness and swelling in her thigh muscles gradually dissipated under his moderate pressure. She pursed her lips and tacitly agreed to his behavior.
After a while, Lan Weiwei, who had been lying on the sofa without knowing when, felt something strange in her buttocks and was about to speak, but Lin Bufan spoke first!
Lin Bufan pressed and kneaded the stiff muscles on Lan Weiwei's buttocks, explaining in a natural tone, "Here... I don't need to explain to you again that they are connected, right?"
Lan Weiwei, sprawled on the sofa, rolled her eyes in annoyance, but surprisingly found that the perfect amount of force did indeed alleviate the soreness from sitting for so long. She snorted softly, but ultimately didn't object, burying her face in her arms.
After a while, Lan Weiwei, who had turned over and laid flat on the sofa, said with a smile in her eyes, "You're not saying that this part... is also connected to the ankle, right?"
Lin Bufan looked at Lan Weiwei with an evil look in his eyes: "This place and the ankle are definitely not one piece."
After confirming Lan Weiwei's doubts, Lin Bufan continued, "But I see that your Qi and blood circulation here seems to be a little stagnant, and you're a little swollen. I think it's due to your recent emotional depression and irregular sleep schedule. I'll massage you to clear the Qi in your middle burner, which will help reduce the swelling and soothe your mood."
My fart has poor blood circulation and is a little swollen. What the hell are you looking at me with? I was born like this!
Although she really wanted to argue with Lin Bufan, considering that Lin Bufan's original intention was to treat her ankle, Lan Weiwei decided to let it go this time and talk about it next time!
Two hours later, when Lin Bufan and Lan Weiwei were doing couple yoga in the bedroom, Lin Bufan's cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang!
Lin Bufan originally didn't want to accept it. After all, it was their first time doing couple yoga, and there were still many shortcomings that could be easily discovered.
But after seeing that it was Yang Tao, Lan Weiwei, for some reason, helped Lin Bufan pick up the phone!
Lan Weiwei reached out and put the phone close to Lin Bufan's ear, while her other hand tightly covered her mouth, holding her breath, fearing that any sound would leak out and cause Yang Tao to misunderstand.
As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Tao's voice, with a heavy nasal tone and obviously suppressed emotions, came over. The voice was full of fatigue and sadness: "Bufan...where are you?"
Lin Bufan immediately noticed something was wrong in Yang Tao's voice, and his tone instantly became anxious, his voice subconsciously faster: "Taozi? What's wrong with you? Your voice is not right, are you crying? Who bullied you? Where are you now? Tell me your location, I'll come find you right away!"
Lin Bufan asked questions in rapid succession, his voice full of undisguised worry and anxiety, which made Yang Tao feel happy for being valued, but also made Lan Weiwei feel a little uncomfortable!
no way!
After all, it’s the first time doing couple yoga, so it’s normal to be a little unskilled!
Coupled with Lin Bufan's subconscious, it was indeed unbearable!
Yang Tao seemed stunned for a moment when she heard Lin Bufan's series of anxious questions on the other end of the phone. Then she realized that her condition might have scared Lin Bufan. She was afraid that Lin Bufan would get into an accident while driving anxiously, so she sniffed and tried to make her voice sound calmer: "Hey, I'm fine, don't worry, it's not me... it's my sister..."
"Your sister?" Lin Bufan asked with a puzzled tone: "Sister Su Qing? What happened to Sister Su Qing? What happened?"
"It's Duan Xifeng..." Yang Tao said halfway, feeling that it would be difficult to explain clearly over the phone. She sighed irritably, "Oh, forget it, it's hard to explain over the phone. If you have time... why not come over first and we can talk when you get there."
Lin Bufan responded immediately: "Okay, send me the location, and I'll rush over as soon as I finish my work here!"
"Okay, I'll send you the location." Yang Tao's voice was still low, but she didn't forget to remind him, "You... drive carefully, don't be too anxious."
"I know, don't worry." Lin Bufan replied in a deep voice.
Looking at the hung up phone, Yang Tao couldn't help but frown!
Did you hear it wrong?
Why did I feel like I heard a woman’s scream when I hung up?
No, no, no…I must have heard it wrong!
It must be because that bastard Duan Xifeng made him a little dazed!
Correct!
That's for sure!
Duan Yanqing, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, Duan Xifeng...
As expected, no one with the surname Duan is a good person!
On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Lin Bufan did not immediately get up to find Yang Tao, but decided to teach Lan Weiwei a lesson. Otherwise, if she dared to answer his phone now, there would be trouble in the future!