Tang Yi, the old butler, personally opened the car door for Professor Yang.
Then he said politely: "Hello, Professor Yang."
"Hello, hello." Professor Yang responded and got out of the car.
Then he introduced to Tang Yi: "This is Dr. Xia Qingxin's junior brother, Mr. Wang Ye."
Tang Yi heard this and looked at Wang Ye.
The young man in front of me has handsome features and an upright appearance. His clothes are simple and his expression is low-key. At first glance, he looks like an expert.
"Mr. Wang, I have long admired your name. I am Tang Yi, the steward of the Tang Mansion."
"Hello, Butler Tang."
"Well, please come this way."
Under the guidance of Tang Yi, Wang Ye and Professor Yang went to the main hall of the Tang Mansion together.
Wang Ye glanced at the villa, which covered a very large area. It not only had a garden, a swimming pool, but also several buildings.
Although it does not look magnificent, there is an atmosphere of elegance everywhere.
Wang Ye knew that the person who designed this manor must be very skilled. He not only knew Feng Shui layout, but also knew gardening and flower art.
But for Wang Ye, this is actually not as good as living in a small Taoist temple on the mountain with his master and sisters!
That is the real place far away from the world, fresh and refined.
"Professor Yang, Mr. Wang, wait a moment, our master will be here soon."
After Tang Yi settled Professor Yang and Wang Ye, he went to invite Tang Jiucheng.
At this time, Tang Jiucheng was dealing with some investment matters in his study.
After knowing that Wang Ye and Professor Yang had arrived, he stopped what he was doing and rushed to the main hall.
Wang Ye saw Tang Jiucheng appear and could already see the clues from his expression and steps.
Tang Jiucheng is already about seventy years old, his complexion is actually quite good, and his body looks strong.
But there are some problems with my right leg, and my toes cannot touch the ground. I can only hide these problems by using crutches.
"I've met Mr. Tang." Professor Yang saw Tang Jiucheng and immediately stood up to greet him.
Wang Ye also stood up, nodded with a smile, and said hello, "Junior Wang Ye, I have met Mr. Tang."
Tang Jiucheng nodded to Professor Yang, then looked at Wang Ye, "You are Dr. Xia Qingxin's junior brother, Mr. Wang Ye!"
"Yes."
Yesterday at the exhibition, Tang Jiucheng saw Wang Ye. But at that time, Tang Jiucheng did not expect that the person who used medicinal materials to make cosmetics was Xia Qingxin's junior brother.
After seeing Wang Ye's performance yesterday and trying the fairy water, Tang Jiucheng already recognized Wang Ye's strength. So now that he sees Wang Ye, Tang Jiucheng likes him even more.
"Please sit down, both of you."
After the three of them sat down, the butler Tang Yi left with the others.
At this time, Professor Yang said: "Mr. Tang, although Mr. Wang Ye is young, he has superb medical skills. His massage techniques are even more outstanding. Today, you can experience it."
Listening to Professor Yang's words, Wang Ye knew that he was trying to earn face for himself. After all, he was in front of the richest man. It would be embarrassing if he said that his strength was too weak.
"Well, I have heard about it for a long time." Tang Jiucheng nodded slightly, and then said to Wang Ye: "Mr. Wang, Professor Yang said that your technique is mysterious. I wonder if my disease can be cured with massage techniques?"
Wang Ye heard this, thought about it in his mind, and replied: "Mr. Tang, I can't guarantee it, so I can only try it first."
"Mr. Wang is being humble. Now, let me tell you about my condition."
"Okay, Mr. Tang's illness lies in the soles of his feet. I can see this. But for the rest, please let Mr. Tang know." Wang Ye nodded.
All he could tell was that Tang Jiucheng's feet were currently the only problem.
Tang Jiucheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Wang Ye, had everyone noticed? Almost no one knew about his condition.
Xia Qingxin, although she had made an appointment for surgery, she had not actually gone for a proper examination.
"Mr. Wang, my disease is just in this leg. There are no other problems."
After Wang Ye listened, he was silent for a moment.
If this was the only problem, it would be a very small problem! But Wang Ye did not take it lightly. What if Tang Jiucheng deliberately tested himself?
If you don't perform well, you will embarrass your senior sister.
"Mr. Tang, since that's the case, can you let me check it carefully?" Wang Ye asked.
"Of course, Mr. Wang, please." Tang Jiucheng agreed and lifted his legs to the chair Tang Yi had just prepared.
Wang Ye stepped forward, took a closer look, and then stretched out his hand to inspect Tang Jiucheng's feet.
Wang Ye already knew the specific situation.
Tang Jiucheng: This is a slight misalignment of the bones in the feet, causing muscles to speak and blood vessels to become clogged. As long as they are unblocked a little, there will be no problem.
Professor Yang felt very uneasy when he saw Wang Ye examining Tang Jiucheng with a serious look on his face. He didn't know whether Wang Ye had understood Tang Jiucheng's condition in his mind.
Tang Jiucheng was also waiting quietly. He believed in Wang Ye's medical skills, but before he really saw it, he also had doubts in his heart.
Wang Ye did not speak immediately. He had already checked the condition, but he was worried that there were still problems that he had not detected, so he continued to check carefully.
As time passed by, Professor Yang began to feel anxious. Could it be that Tang Jiucheng's condition was more serious than expected?
Tang Jiucheng was a little panicked. The previous doctors told him that the situation was not very dangerous, but just a little complicated. Could it be that Wang Ye saw something wrong again?
After Wang Ye carefully inspected it, he found no bigger problem.
Only then did he say, "Mr. Tang, there's just a small problem with your leg. I'll give you a massage and it should be fine."
After hearing this, Professor Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Tang Jiucheng's tense expression also relaxed.
"Then Mr. Wang, please."
"Um."
Wang Ye nodded, placed his hands on Tang Jiucheng's feet, and began to massage them regularly.
When Professor Yang saw this technique, a smile appeared on his face. This was the Qixuan Massage Hand he had seen before! He thought Wang Ye was unwilling to show it this time in order to keep a low profile!
Unexpectedly, Wang Ye still gave him face.
At this moment, Tang Jiucheng felt a warm current pouring into the soles of his feet, gradually flowing into his whole body along with the soles of his feet.
Starting from the soles of his feet, all the meridians seemed to start running smoothly. The pain he felt before disappeared almost instantly.
"Okay, okay! Mr. Wang, this technique is great." Tang Jiucheng couldn't help but praise.
"Mr. Tang, my techniques are just superficial. Normally, they are just used to press my master's feet." Wang Ye responded.
For Master?
Tang Jiucheng immediately thought of Yuan Guoyi.
He felt that this must have been taught carefully by Yuan Guoyi's words and deeds. If he were an ordinary disciple, Yuan Guoyi would never let him press his feet.
Therefore, if Wang Ye can massage himself in this way, he regards himself as his master!
