"Then thank you brother Xian."

Tang Guo sat in front of the piano placed in the corner of the room, his fingers fell on the piano keys, and gently pressed it, and a piano sounded. The room, which seemed a little quiet, suddenly became alive.

"You're welcome, you'll like it."

Lin Xian stood aside with a smile on his eyes, watching Tang Guo's fingers keep falling on the piano keys, and the sound of pausing and pausing was not so coherent, to him, the best sound in this world.

"I haven't touched this for several years," said Tang Guo. "Why didn't I think of using Brother Xian's method before? I couldn't see the notes, but I could still find them. When playing, I couldn't watch the notes, but I could recite them. Now I have a lot of time. I can recite a little a day, and I can recite a complete music score in a month."

Lin Xian looked at her happy look and said in agreement, "That's right."

He glanced at Tang Guo's hands on the piano keys, his fingers were still very slender and fair, but the scars vaguely exposed on them were still unnegligible.

"Your hand has been injured before and may not be that flexible, but this problem is not impossible to solve, although it is more troublesome to solve."

Tang Guo asked: "Although I often move my fingers, I can only recover to 75% of the time. After all, I have injured my bones before. Is there any better way?"

Lin Xian moved a chair, sat beside her, and whispered, "I know a massage method, which can help your hands return to their best condition through acupoints and massage methods."

It is fake to know how to massage, but it is real to be able to cure diseases.

Lin Xian has internal strength. For this state, he knew that he could use internal strength to transport it to the acupoints to slowly improve the flexibility of his fingers. Even if the bones were injured, they could slowly recover through long-term internal strength.

"So magical?" Tang Guo knew it clearly, but she had no intention of exposing it.

System: Now, you can pull your hands openly and massage your finger joints is really a good excuse. This guy is omnipresent!

"There are many magical things in this world," Lin Xian said slowly, "To be honest, I was sent to the temples on the mountain since I was a child. What I have to do every day is to practice qigong and read books. The practice I mentioned is not ordinary practice, but something you think is very magical."

"Is that kind of flying over the eaves and walls?"

"Yes, you can understand this way. Although it is not as exaggerated as in the TV series, you can fly all the time. But it is still easy to catch the power of the wall and climb high-rise buildings at will. What I said about massage the acupoints for you is to use internal force to stimulate it. Although it takes a long time, I can guarantee that you will be able to restore your hands to the best state."

Not only that, he had called his master and asked him to prepare some medicine. When it was used, it would be twice the result with half the effort and could help fade the scars on her hands.

He looked at Tang Guo's unsightly eyes and frowned. As for his eyes, he was very sorry that he did not think of any solution.

"Then I'll trouble Brother Xian from now on."
Chapter completed!