353: Chapter 350 Returning to My Homeland (Part 2)

Ordinary people could only see the superficial wonders, but they could not see how focused Li Changsheng was at this moment, nor how skillful and exquisite his technique was.

He was using a technique that combined Taiji with traditional Chinese Massage.

He also saw clearly that Brother Jie's body was too weak; he could not even handle the force of ordinary Massage, not even the force used in pediatric Massage.

Therefore, he had to use the softness of Taiji, as well as its gentle penetration, allowing the force to be soft while simultaneously letting it penetrate silently.

The reason why Massage had been ineffective for Brother Jie until now was that everyone was afraid to use force; without using force, the energy could not penetrate, so how could it achieve the effect of activating meridians and dredging Qi and blood?

Li Changsheng's force was Dantian energy; when striking a person, it was like breaking bones, but for Massage, it was unpretentious, without sharp edges, with the spirit gathered inwardly.

Under the operation of Dantian energy, the Qi should swell and oscillate, and the hands, loose yet tense, would make the Qi rise like a leather drum.

This was a surging energy; the eight methods of Taiji—"Ward off, Roll back, Press, Push, Pluck, Split, Elbow, and Lean"—were all filled with this surging energy.

The alternating of relaxing and pulling, swelling and surging, was most suitable for pressing and kneading, combined with its inherent silk-reeling energy and sinking energy.

At this moment, Brother Jie felt as if the pain of his illness within his body was being drawn away with each of Li Changsheng's pulling motions, and when he pressed and pushed again, the sinking energy followed, injecting silent waves of force into his Acupoints and meridians, clearing the blockages within.

For about ten minutes, Ms. Hu and the caregiver's mouths had not closed, and their eyes were wide open.

Smoking?

Both of them were smoking. There wasn't much sweat on Li Changsheng, but wisps of heat were already steaming from his body and head; similarly, Brother Jie's back was steaming hot as if he were in a sauna, with some sweat beads overflowing on the surface.

Half an hour later, Li Changsheng finally finished his work and could not help but let out a long breath. "Brother Jie will probably sleep for a few hours. Do not disturb him. Keep his diet low in oil, but he can eat some meat to replenish his nutrition."

"Mr. Li, Brother Jie has not had much appetite for meat for several years now, this…" the caregiver said helplessly.

"Don't worry, he will want to eat after he wakes up."

"Alright, you can play some light music and go take a rest yourself. After he wakes up, you can try to have him walk around a bit, go outside to get some air, and see the sun."

As Li Changsheng spoke, he went to the nearby washroom to wash his hands.

Seeing Ms. Hu still stunned in place, he could not help but smile. "Let's go."

"Oh, oh."

Ms. Hu, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly walked out of the room with short steps. After walking for a distance, she looked at Li Changsheng with some excitement.

Even if Brother Jie did not show a good state right now, that did not stop her from thinking that the Mr. Li in front of her was definitely not simple.

"Mr. Li, how exactly did you do it? That smoking, and that strange technique, are you from a Family of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"A Family of traditional Chinese medicine? Heh, in this day and age, where are there any Families of traditional Chinese medicine left? I just learned a little bit, and I am quite knowledgeable about Acupoints and meridians, that's all.

Besides, you don't think this can cure Brother Jie, do you? It just makes him comfortable for a while. In his condition, medicine is useless; he can only drag it out and slowly endure it."

Li Changsheng shook his head. With proper adjustment, Brother Jie could live to be seventy or eighty, but if not adjusted well, it was hard to say.

As for a Family of traditional Chinese medicine, there really was not such a thing now; at most, there were just some medical Families with a few generations of Legacy.

Families... in the Xia Kingdom, there are only a few, right? And they aren't even medical Families.

Not long after, Li Changsheng finally arrived at his guest room. Luxurious—it could only be described as luxurious, no different from some five-star presidential suites.

Crucially, there was a window that looked directly out at the sea. Sitting by the window, drinking tea and watching the sea, was not bad at all.

"Mr. Li, I will leave first. Your luggage is placed here. The wardrobe here has disposable pajamas and slippers. There is 24-hour adjustable hot water. If you need to order food, you can use the ordering tablet here and add notes for your preferred flavors."

Saying this, Ms. Hu bowed slightly, retreated, and thoughtfully closed the door.

Li Changsheng nodded with satisfaction. Overall, it was quite good here. This could hardly be considered smuggling; it could only be called an enjoyment.

"I forgot to ask Zhang Zhao if Chen Youcai is on this ship. But since Old Zhou mentioned it, I suppose he should be here."

After freshening up in the room a little and taking a hot shower, Li Changsheng put on some casual clothes and went out for a stroll.

Sure enough, right next to his room were the rooms of Zhang Zhao and Zhou Sheng.

"Haha, Master Li, finally seeing you! I've missed you to death!"

Old Zhang, upon seeing Li Changsheng, could not wait to give him a bear hug.

"Damn~ Master Li, you're playing dirty!"

However, before Zhang Zhao could get close, Li Changsheng quickly poked him twice. In an instant, Zhang Zhao felt his legs go numb, and he knelt before Li Changsheng as if offering an early New Year's greeting.

"Master Zhang, you are still so polite."

"Master Li, you... you learned this from Master Guo, and you learned it really fast. You are the most outrageous person I've ever seen; learning things is like copy and paste for you."

Zhang Zhao stood up helplessly.

"It does not count as learning from him. Acupoint striking is not that advanced a technique; if you know the Acupoints and have enough force, you can succeed in one strike if you hit the mark."

Li Changsheng did not hold the art of Acupoint striking in high regard, and in fact, it was not a very practical skill.

He knew Acupuncture, Massage, and manipulation; he could use Acupoint striking whenever he wanted.

"By the way, you said Zhou Sheng and Old Chen are also here. Why haven't I seen them come out for some air?"

"You mean them? Old Chen went out a long time ago and is now at the rooftop open-air swimming pool looking at beauties. This kid... Zhou Sheng calculated him truly accurately; at such an old age, he is still so fond of women.

If he put even a fraction of this energy into martial arts, his attainments would definitely not be low."

"As for Old Zhou, he was probably invited over by that big boss."

"Big boss, the owner of this ship?"

"Yes, Zhou Sheng is just the type who likes to calculate everything; along the way, he points fingers at whoever he sees. Abroad, people do not understand his mumbling, but if they did, he would have been shot by someone long ago.

In the country, in a society ruled by law, people cannot do anything to him. However, I heard that a rich person in the past could not stand it anymore and insisted on paying for cars and houses just to beat him up.

As for Old Zhou, he is mysterious; I do not know if he really calculated that he would face this disaster or if he got the news in advance and ran away."

Zhang Zhao shook his head helplessly. During the time he had been in contact with this Zhou Sheng, he had wanted to beat him up several times.

"This boss seems to quite like metaphysics; and there he goes, invited over respectfully."

Listening to this, Li Changsheng nodded, not finding it strange.

Boss Ma indeed liked this style, and he did not know if Old Zhou would calculate anything extraordinary.

Actually, as for big bosses, many people in high positions also like metaphysical things, which is understandable.

At this moment, a series of voice prompts sounded in the cabin corridor, somewhat similar to an airliner notifying passengers of an imminent departure.

Accompanied by a very slight tremor, this luxury cruise ship began to slowly sail away from the pier. As the ship moved some distance away from the pier, it returned to stability, no different from being on land.

If one did not see the pier getting further and further away outside, one would not even feel the cruise ship moving.