Because he had no experience in massage massage, Fang Han first exchanged for a temporary intermediate cervical spine massage. After the temporary skills passed, he tried his best to explore based on his previous memory.

"The strength of rubbing... should be appropriate, to activate meridians, press, press acupoints, ventilate blood... push, relax muscles..." While pressing, Fang Han silently recited in his heart, so that he could understand the principle of massage as much as possible.

"Yeah, um..."

Sister Zhang cooperated very well. Fang Han used a little force and she responded...

The treatment lasted for half an hour in total, and the private room was um, ah, um, um...

"Okay." You can get up and move a little.

"Is that over?" Sister Zhang turned over and sat up, still feeling a little reluctant.

The other woman next to her had already gotten up. Her treatment had been completed for almost ten minutes. She has been staring at Fang Han at the side.

"Add a clock?" the woman said to Sister Zhang.

"Is that OK?" Sister Zhang looked at Fang Han: "Then add a clock."

"Add a bell?" Fang Han was covered in black lines. What the hell is it?

Since he walked into this Jiujiang Pavilion, he felt a little strange. It seemed that it was not a regular acupuncture and massage hall. What clock is there now?

"Just just need to be moderate in massage and acupuncture treatment, excessive dosage is not a good thing." Fang Han cleaned up the tool box, and he felt that this place seemed to be a bit unsuitable for him.

"That's it." Sister Zhang didn't care: "Then it's okay to sit down and chat. You can give us some common sense about common health care and treatment."

Fang Han's movements under his hands were faster.

"Sorry, I have something to do." After packing the toolbox, he hurriedly opened the door and left. He felt that practical learning in this place would easily lead to misleading.

Of course, Fang Han asked himself that he did not have any professional discrimination, but his purpose was to make the skill points, which was a bit inappropriate.

When she returned to the lounge and returned the toolbox to the female technician, Fang Han threw down her work clothes and hurried out.

"Xiao Fang."

Before he reached the door, someone called him behind him. When he looked back, he found that it was Manager Yan Xiaoya and Yan.

"You're? Is there something wrong with the hospital?"

Fang Han didn't look like he was lying. He turned around and said embarrassedly: "I don't think this is suitable for me. Thank you Manager Yan for your care."

Yan Xiaoya was stunned: "Why is it not suitable? I am a very regular massage parlor."

As he said that, Yan Xiaoya looked at Fang Han up and down, thinking to himself that this handsome guy was teased by a guest?

There may be some. These days, customers are God, men and women are just as crazy as men and women. There are male customers in massage shops who take advantage of female technicians, and of course there are female customers who tease male technicians. However, generally if the female customers are still in the same position, male technicians are happy to be teased.

"Is it still a young man?" Manager Yan was also a little moved. Such a handsome and innocent little boy is very scarce now.

"I actually just want to find a place to learn more." Fang Han explained, he did not say that the massage parlor was irregular.

Yan Xiaoya looked up and down at Fang Han: "That's how you're short of money?"

When she applied for the job just now, she saw Fang Han was more urgent and thought she was having a difficult life, and she was thinking about taking care of this handsome guy more.

"Money? I don't lack money." Fang Han was stunned for a moment. Why did they get short of money? Although their family's economy is not very rich, he has never lacked money since he was a child. His grandfather's clinic income was not enough, and most of it became his pocket money.

"You are just to learn more?" Yan Xiaoya confirmed.

"Yeah." Fang Han nodded. If it weren't for the skill point, he wouldn't have come out to find a job. He just earned a bonus of 100,000 yuan a few days ago.

One hundred thousand yuan, Fang Han felt that this was a great fortune. If he had a task of spending 100 thousand yuan in one month, he felt that he would be more worried than Wang Duoyu.

Yan Xiaoya looked at Fang Han seriously, and after a long time, she said, "If you really just want to learn something, I'll introduce you to a place."

"Where?" Fang Han suddenly became interested. He came out to find a part-time job for this.

Jiujiangtang cannot be said to be inappropriate. The most important thing is that it is a clock-based system. If you are not lucky, you may only treat one or two patients in one night. How can you upgrade your skills in this month?

"There is an acupuncture massage hall about 500 meters east of the first cross to the south of Yanjiang Road. It was opened by an old Chinese doctor in Jiangjunyuan. There are many ordinary people, but their acupuncture massage hall closed at 9 pm and opened at 8 pm. It is difficult for you to arrange this time."

"Thank you, I'll go and ask first." Fang Han thanked him and turned around and went out.

"What a pity." Yan Xiaoya shook her head regretfully. What a seedling, if she stayed in her own store...

The two waiters at the door were also staring at Fang Han's back and disappeared, with a look of regret in their eyes. It would be great if the male god stayed there, and there might be a chance.

Yanjiang Road is a north-south road opposite the hospital, with the road facing Jiang Intermediate People's Court.

When he walked eastward, Fang Han soon found what Manager Yan said about the acupuncture and massage hall.

"Jiujiang Hall?"

Looking at the name of the acupuncture and massage hall, Fang Han was a little suspicious. Is this a relative of the Jiujiang Hall just now?

Looking in from the door, there were many banners hanging inside, and there were many people waiting on the bench next to it. Most of them were old men and women, and there were also young people, but not too many.

"This is where I'm looking for."

Fang Han walked in, and a young nurse in a uniform next to him looked at Fang Han: "Are you going to treat? Sorry, I have no number now."

"Manager Yan?"

Fang Han looked at the young nurse and was stunned for a moment. After careful consideration, he realized that it was not Yan Xiaoya, but he looked seven or eight minutes later. He was much younger than Yan Xiaoya. He was twenty-two or three years old, and he was about the same age as himself.

"Hello, I'm not here to treat it. I want to ask if you can recruit people here?" Fang Han smiled.

"ah!"

The little nurse's face turned red in an instant. She glanced at Fang Han shyly and shouted inside: "Grandpa, someone is applying for a job."

"Let's wait." A sound full of energy came from it.

"You sit on the side and wait." The young nurse pointed to the stool next to her, and hesitated and asked again: "Do you want to drink water? I'll pour you a glass of water." She had already started to get up as she spoke.

"No, I won't drink water."

Fang Han walked over and sat down on the bench next to him. On his side was an old man in his early sixties.

"Where is the old man uncomfortable?" Fang Han looked at the old man and asked.

"I'm older and can't help anywhere." The old man also likes to chat and smiles: "Is the young man here to apply for a job? Do you also know how to massage and acupuncture?"

"Let's know a little." Fang Han nodded with a smile: "I am an intern at Jiang Intermediate People's Court and want to find something to do while I get off work."

"Ah, from Jiang Middle Court, that's amazing." The old man laughed.

"Or why I'll press you, anyway, I'll wait." Fang Han stood up.

"Okay." The old man laughed. He was not afraid of Fang Han lying to him. Most of the people who were waiting for treatment here so late were living nearby, and they were local snakes.

"Come on your back." Fang Han said while taking out the alcohol paste. This was what he bought when he came here just now. Alcohol paste is actually alcohol gel. Some people like to call it alcohol paste.

After applying the old man's neck for a while, Fang Han then reached out and touched the old man's neck.

The old man was slightly hunched, his cervical spine was quite problematic, and his muscles seemed relatively loose.

Rub... Fang Han first rubbed the old man with his palm, then slowly started pinching with his fingers, and then began to push as he pinched...

"Um!"

The old man suddenly let out a long breath, closed his eyes comfortably, and showed an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face. Fang Han used a little force, and he couldn't help but hum twice.

"Hmm, yeah, huh..."

Several patients waiting next to him were attracted by the old man's voice and turned around...

"Old man Sun, you're in the line." Some of the people in the front were a little angry, and everyone was in line. Are you the last one, okay?

"Bad, um, shit, you're not a doctor in the massage hall." Old man Sun said comfortably, and he was not good at speaking. This young man is skilled and is even better than the doctor in the massage hall.

Thinking that Fang Han was here to apply for the job, Old Man Sun immediately became concerned. Such a powerful young man must apply for the job, and he will come every day.

"That's the one who came to apply for the job." An informed person explained to the person before.

"Application?" Someone in front stood up: "It's really so comfortable. I don't believe it. I'll check on Old Man Yan first. If we customers don't agree, how can we come in to treat everyone?"

"Okay." Fang Han had already finished massage for Old Man Sun, and Old Man Sun was still reluctant to leave: "Is that over?"

"I can only give you a cervical massage here, it is difficult to do other parts," Fang Han explained.

"I'll try it." The person who spoke before came over, and he was also an old man in his sixties.

Fang Hanba refused everyone to come, so he naturally would not refuse. He asked the old man to do it and started to get started.

"Huh...um...um..."

The old man also began to hum comfortably, and the people around him became interested.

"Old man Liu, are you checking for everyone? I think you are for yourself. If not, I'll try it too." The people in front of them walked by, and they consciously lined up on the side based on the arrival.

A massager in her thirties pushed open the door of the treatment room and shouted outside: "Next, No. 56...Damn, what's going on?"

As he was shouting, the massager looked at the door and saw that the patients were lined up in a long queue at the door. There were more than a dozen people waiting for treatment. There were so many people in a long queue, and the scene was spectacular.

"What's the situation?" A full of breath came, and an old man in his early seventies walked out in a white coat. As soon as he went out, he was shocked by the situation at the door.

"Grandpa, he is here to apply for the job." The young nurse hurriedly pointed to Fang Han, who was massaged by an old lady, to explain to the old man.

"I saw it." The old man nodded. He did see it, but the problem was that just a young man attracted a group of his customers.
Chapter completed!