The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 53
"Hey, this is life~"

Sitting in the surgery room, Chen Xiong lamented the changes in his life while practicing acupuncture techniques.

A few months ago, he was a street writer who stayed at home. Every day he was either participating in forums, playing games, or competing with his readers.

It has won unanimous praise from readers for its "watery content, soft style, and short writing".

Well, very ashamed.

But now, he has transformed into a professional athlete of the provincial sports team.

He is also a genuine ancient Chinese massage master and 1/2 Tai Chi master.

The transformation is so great that it is difficult to describe. It can only be said that his current situation depends on 99% sweat and 1% panel.

"Ahem, the percentage of sweat can't be higher." Chen Xiong thought to himself.

In the afternoon, the girl from the gymnastics team came again during the day.

This girl is called Ning Yin, she is only 16 years old, she is not tall, she is a small one.

Chen Xiong's eyes lit up. This is another girl from the gymnastics team who needs a massage. She has a good reputation, but it's different. Looking at it like this, reaching Level 4 in massage skills is just around the corner.

It's just that I am a little confused about how to practice Tai Chi in the future.

Don't think about it, let's get the experience that can be obtained first.

"Doctor Zhang, Brother Chen, I have a friend with a sprained waist, and I want to see you."

Ning Yin opened the door and said hello politely before letting the people behind him in.

Is this a hunky-backed lady coming in?
He is dark and strong, with short hair, androgynous face, with a simple and honest expression on his face, but his face is a bit painful. His shoulders and elbows are bandaged, and he has one hand on his waist. There is a strong smell of plaster on his body.

Chen Xiong was a little surprised. He couldn't do gymnastics with this body type, right?

These sisters are almost as old as Ning and Yin.

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

Doctor Zhang asked kindly.

"I have pain in my lower back. I had some pain in my waist a few days ago, so I put on a few plasters, but the pain is getting worse and worse."

The ladies answered honestly.

"Get on the bed and tear off the plaster."

Doctor Zhang held up his glasses, but after the inspection, his face was a little dignified: "Your injury is a bit serious. I checked and found that there may be no problem with the lumbar spine, but just to be on the safe side, you should go to the hospital to have a look."

As soon as he walked in, Dr. Zhang knew that this girl practiced weightlifting. This is a sport that causes a lot of injuries in the sports team. Athletes often come over to check on their injuries.

Those who engage in weightlifting may suffer from minor injuries or occupational diseases, but once they are really injured, they are usually quite serious.

It was as if there was a big bulge on the side of the girls' waists. It was obviously a serious sprain. Given the conditions in the health room of the sports team hospital, it was not safe to treat it.

"No, no, Doctor Zhang, just give me a massage to disperse the blood, and then prescribe a few plasters."

The sisters smiled a little embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to keep it myself, but Xiao Ning said that a new intern in the health room has good massage techniques and the price is relatively cheap, so I came to take a look."

"That's it, that's okay. Xiao Chen's massage skills are good. You can have a massage for 75 yuan/30 minutes. But simple massage may not be effective for your injury. If it is serious, you should go to the hospital for a look. Got it?"

Doctor Zhang gave a few words of advice.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Xiong blinked and suddenly thought, did he steal Dr. Zhang's business?

But then I thought about it, this can be regarded as treating diseases and saving people, and Dr. Zhang also raised [-]% of the massage fee, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Although he was not the Shuiling girl on the gymnastics team who could gain experience while keeping his eyes open, since he became a part-time massage doctor, Chen Xiong still had to have professional ethics. He washed his hands, lifted up his sleeves, and started to gain experience.

There is one thing to say, these girls are really strong, with thick waists, and they can compete with some fat men.

After pressing on the injury, Chen Xiong prepared to massage the meridians first, then massage the acupoints, and finally activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"You're not on the gymnastics team, are you, weightlifting?"

Chen Xiong was a little curious. After thinking about it for a while, the women's events included weightlifting, shot put, and discus, which were relatively close to each other.

"Well, I'm in the 76kg event of the women's weightlifting team."

The sisters endured the pain while chatting: "I heard from Xiao Ning that you are also a senior marathon runner in the track and field team. You are really awesome!"

This time, Chen Xiong didn't dare to massage the muscles with the same strength as in the morning, the muscles were stiff and strained, and the situation was different from this kind of sprain, so we can't generalize it.

In fact, acupuncture would be more effective for this kind of injury. However, Chen Xiong estimated that he was still practicing the acupuncture technique, which was a bit unreliable. Moreover, Dr. Zhang didn't speak, so he didn't dare to do it illegally. Practice medicine.

"All right."

After the traditional Chinese massage, the girl's waist area was a little red, but the swelling was less visible to the naked eye. Chen Xiong put a plaster on her, and the girl hissed, stood up slowly, and moved a little. After a moment: "Hey, it doesn't hurt so much anymore!"

"I just said that Brother Chen's massage skills are good, and other people's families have ancient Chinese medicine inheritance."

The girl Ning Yin was also very happy. Seeing that her friend felt much better, she even praised Chen Xiong a few times.

Chen Xiong: .
Isn't our family running a small supermarket?
But if pushing mahjong can also be related to massage, then there is indeed a family inheritance.

The sisters condensed their energy and made a pushing position. Although it still hurts a little, it has been relieved obviously.

"Hey, you can't use force on your waist. You still need long-term training to get better."

Doctor Zhang quickly stopped.

"Oh, alright."

The sisters nodded repeatedly, took out their mobile phones to pay, and happily left the surgical infirmary with their Jiyou.

[You have performed an ancient Chinese massage treatment, and you seem to have some understanding of ancient Chinese massage]

[Ancient Chinese massage experience +10]

Chen Xiong glanced at the prompts on the panel, but he was thinking about something else.

"Hey, a child who lifts weights can't afford to be injured. An ordinary person would have gone to a big hospital for her injury."

Doctor Zhang sighed, and seeing that Chen Xiong seemed to be in a daze, he asked curiously: "Xiao Chen, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Chen Xiong came back to his senses, thought for a while, and nodded: "It seems that her financial conditions are not very good."

"Well, otherwise I wouldn't have waited for her for 30 minutes, saving dozens of dollars. People who practice weightlifting in China, especially women's weightlifting, are basically poor children from rural areas who have no more choices. Before they get results, they meet It hurts a little, but I just have to fight hard."

Doctor Zhang looked outside and then whispered: "Furthermore, women's weightlifting is still an area hardest hit by science and technology. In order to achieve results, many athletes really work hard. Sometimes there are tasks from the superiors. Even if they don't have science and technology, they still have to study science and technology. Many athletes It’s very difficult for weightlifters to suffer from injuries after they retire.”

Chen Xiong was stunned for a moment, then nodded without saying anything.

He is also involved in sports. Although he doesn't spend much time in the sports team, he occasionally hears about it.

Many projects are brought out by technology. This is a major trend in the world, and there is no way around it.

"However, Xiao Chen, your massage technique is really good. I can't compare to you in terms of pure strength control. 50 yuan/20 minutes is a bit cheap. Do you want to increase the massage price for you?"

Dr. Zhang is also a little curious: "Your knowledge of meridians and acupuncture points, and the technique and strength of pushing blood are better than many rehabilitation doctors born in majors. The patient's injury just now would have been relieved by an ordinary doctor, let alone , whether you apply severe pressure on her or not is just a gimmick, you are not really a disciple of a family of ancient Chinese medicine, are you?"

Tuina massage can actually aggravate strains, sprains, and bruises. They don't follow the meridians to push acupoints. Many street massage therapists just relax their muscles.

"I have learned ancient Chinese massage from an old man from Tongrentang for a long time, and I have a better body and stronger hands. As for the price increase. No need, I was here to help."

Chen Xiong smiled, and declined Dr. Zhang's proposal.

It's a shame to raise the price after only getting a little word of mouth. He came here for experience, not for those three melons and two dates.

"also."

Dr. Zhang pushed down his glasses, but he didn't force it.

Although this will affect his income a little bit, it is not much after all. Anyway, Chen Xiong is also here to work part-time, so the problem is not too big.

Just take it as a good deed.

"By the way, Doctor Zhang, I have to go to the team for physical training. I may not be able to come tomorrow. I will chat with you on WeChat then."

"Okay, you go to work."

Doctor Zhang waved his hand, Chen Xiong is fine if he leaves, he can just quietly study the technique of flying needles, and see if there is really something in common with the so-called hidden weapon technique.

"I seem to understand the trick of exerting strength in the weightlifting movement."

As Chen Xiong walked towards the track and field team, he was thinking about the weightlifting action he just saw.

Power and burst.

Power starts from the ground, is born in the feet, originates in the legs, dominates in the waist, and travels in the fingers.

Isn't this pushing weightlifting!
Regardless of the style of play, at least the tips for exerting force should be the same.

Chen Xiong recalled the girls who just concentrated their energy and lifted weights, as if they had caught some inspiration.

"When ancient people practiced boxing, they would hone their strength through the Stone Lock Kung Fu. I originally thought it was just a way to exercise strength, but now that I think about it, it doesn't seem like that."

"The ancient generals and the ancient overlords all have a saying of lifting mountains and lifting cauldrons. If we put aside those unreliable realm assessments in romance novels, there seems to be only one standard for judging true masters in ancient times."

"Raise the tripod!"

There are also some strength training equipment in the training of the track and field team. After all, the human body is integrated throughout the body. It is impossible to only train the legs, but also train other cores.

But they are not heavy. For example, marathon runners generally use a 10kg curved bar or a 20kg standard barbell for core training. Even if some weight is sometimes added, the total weight will not exceed 30kg.

Marathon runners don't need to do upper body muscle-building training.

After Chen Xiong arrived, he found an empty pole and began to add weight.

30kg on one side, plus the barbell, the total is 80kg.

Almost the weight of an adult.

Chen Xiong tried to lift it, and felt that the problem was not serious, so he stepped on his legs firmly and began to exert strength.

Pull up the mountain and lift the tripod!
"rise!"

Chen Xiong felt a little tired.

It's not the weight. If you just talk about the weight, Chen Xiong actually thinks there is still plenty of room for it.

It is mainly the way of exerting force, raising it above the head, and the balance of one arm.

"No, I'm using pure strength, not strength. It feels too light."

Chen Xiong felt his own strength, and put down the barbell with some regret. He looked around, but couldn't find any more weight.

"Chen Xiong, what are you doing!"

As soon as he put it down, Li Sanjiang's roar rang in his ears. After confirming that Chen Xiong was not injured, Li Sanjiang wiped away his sweat and said, "Xiao Chen, please use your magical powers."

Chen Xiong:? ? ?
"Coach, I'm just going to work on my core, right?"

"No, you are training for a marathon. What do you want to do by lifting such a heavy barbell? What if you injure yourself or others? This is a track and field training ground, not a gym!"

Li Sanjiang had just caught a glimpse of Chen Xiong, and thought that this kid really came here to practice his core, but in the blink of an eye, his heart almost burst out of his heart.

An 80kg barbell can kill a person. This weight has already barely touched the threshold of a national third-level snatch athlete.

It hit the foot without protection, it was a [-]% comminuted fracture, the kind that couldn't be saved even if rescued.

"And you're already big enough to stop building muscle, at least not the upper body."

"oh oh."

Chen Xiong also realized that it was not suitable for him to practice weightlifting here. Track and field players usually practice with empty bars.

As soon as his eyes turned, Li Sanjiang smiled coldly: "Don't even think about going to the weightlifting area. Outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering the training ground over there, so just give up."

Chen Xiong: .
"Coach, you're joking."

Chen Xiong tilted his head: "I'm not familiar with the weightlifting team, why should I go there?"

"I really don't know how you managed to run a marathon."

Li Sanjiang shook his head: "Many athletes have scrapped their entire careers because of an accidental injury. There are countless such examples, so I won't go into details. In addition, I will leave for Ganlong Province next week. You can spend your time Make arrangements well so nothing happens again."

"Okay, okay, coach, I'll go back if nothing happens."

Chen Xiong quickly left the provincial team and at the same time took out his cell phone and looked at nearby gyms.

Add weight, you must add weight. He felt that his idea was correct, and the method of lifting the tripod to practice strength was correct.

But unfortunately, although there are related equipment in the gym, all weightlifting movements with barbells are strictly prohibited in all gyms, and only bench press, deadlift and other exercises are allowed.

He had no choice but to buy it. Fortunately, the bungalow he rented had a small yard, otherwise he wouldn't be able to practice this thing.

Moreover, barbells were not available in ordinary sporting goods stores. Chen Xiong found two, but neither had them in stock. He had no choice but to buy them on Goudong.com.

"Damn it, you dare to sell me a 100kg barbell set for 1400???"

Chen Xiong placed the order with tears in his eyes, and added 4 additional 15kg weight plates, which cost him 400 more.

The total is 1800 yuan. Fortunately, Goudong free shipping, otherwise it would be another loss.

"In ancient times, the overlords lifted a tripod, which according to records weighed a thousand kilograms."

"But some say that the current equivalent weight is only more than 80 kilograms, but others say it is more than 200 kilograms, or more than 300 kilograms. It is difficult to determine whether it is true or false."

Chen Xiong did Tai Chi several times in the yard: "My 100kg barbell must be considered half a tripod. Rounding it off, it can also be considered half a king."

Slowly finishing his stance, Chen Xiong pondered for a moment. He still had to learn weightlifting techniques at night. If Jin Li failed to understand it and injured himself instead, it would be a big loss.

(End of this chapter)