I was a god in the 18th century

After arriving at the gate of Yan Shixian's community, the other party did not come down to greet Xia Qingdai. Instead, he remotely controlled the door and asked her to follow the house number and touch the door.

Xia Qingdai originally thought of handing the things over at the gate of the community and then going home!

Yan Shixian couldn't come down, so she had to send him in by herself.

Xia Qingdai took the elevator upstairs. As soon as the elevator door opened, she saw the young man waiting there.

This is a one-elevator-to-home design. As soon as the elevator door opens, you will see the entrance garden, which looks high-end and classy.

Xia Qingdai handed the bag forward: "Happy New Year! I'm here to wish you a good year."

"Thank you and Happy New Year." Yan Shixian took the bag and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that Xia Qingdai was not getting out of the elevator, "Why don't you just give me something and leave immediately? You've already reached the door of your house. Come in and have a cup of tea."

"Forget it, I won't go in." Xia Qingdai waved her hand and was about to leave.

The reason why Yan Shixian did not go to the gate of the community to pick up Xia Qingdai was because after calming down, he guessed that the other party might have come to return the gift because he had given her a New Year gift.

In order to prevent Xia Qingdai from passing through his house without entering, he deliberately did not go out.

Unexpectedly, she had already reached the seventeenth floor, and she still had no intention of delaying.

So Yan Shixian immediately came up with plan B, pressed the switch of the elevator door, and said with a smile: "Come in and sit for a while. I also made an appointment with my uncle for a massage in the afternoon. How about we go together?"

Xia Qingdai hesitated and said, "It's Chinese New Year, would it be bad if I went empty-handed?"

Yan Shixian laughed loudly and said: "Haha, don't be so polite. What gifts do you need to bring to the Chinese medicine clinic? If you want to pay New Year's greetings, of course you have to go to my uncle's house. Come on, have a cup of tea and we'll go there together later."

"Is this really good?" Xia Qingdai was still hesitating, but she had already walked out of the elevator honestly.

"Nothing wrong." Yan Shixian stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

"Thank you."

Yan Shixian's home is in Building 5 and he is the king of buildings in this community. The seventeenth floor where he lives is also the king of buildings. In terms of area, it is not as large as the duplexes on the ground floor and the 22nd floor, but it has a square shape and better feng shui.

Xia Qingdai was about to take off her shoes at the door, when Yan Shixian handed over a pair of clean shoe covers.

"Just put it on, no need to change shoes."

"Oh, okay."

Entering the house is the living room, with floor-to-ceiling glass on the south-facing side, and a large balcony covered with green plants outside. Facing the Qiantang River, the scenery is unique.

Xia Qingdai visited the river view outside his home, and then listened to Yan Shixian introduce the green plants on the balcony.

It can only be said that Yan's mother is quite sentimental and makes the balcony area look like a small garden.

"The balcony is not sealed, what should I do if a typhoon comes?" Xia Qingdai immediately thought of the raging wind when she saw the large balcony.

Yan Shixian smiled: "When the typhoon comes, those who can move will move into the house."

"Oh."

The water was boiling on the coffee table in the living room. Yan Shixian went to the kitchen to get a sterilized cup and asked, "How about a cup of tea? Or do you want a drink?"

"Tea." Of course it's better to drink some warm tea in winter.

Xia Qingdai walked back to the living room from the balcony, sat on the sofa, picked up the tea, and took a sip. She felt that it was different from the tea she drank in the castle. This tea was more fragrant. She couldn't help but curiously asked: "What kind of tea is this? It tastes very fresh. It has a strong floral and fruity aroma, with a hint of sweetness.”

"Spring begins before the rain." Yan Shixian poured a second cup for Xia Qingdai, "Do you have any research on tea?"

Xia Qingdai smiled: "No, just talking nonsense, haha."

After the two exchanged some pleasantries, Xia Qingdai looked at the time on her phone and asked Yan Shixian, "What time is your appointment?" Her eagerness was very obvious, and her face said "Let's go quickly."

Yan Shixian drank the tea in his hand, stood up with a smile and said, "You can go now, I think you can't wait any longer."

"Hehe, neither did I." Xia Qingdai said as she quickly put down her tea cup and walked to the door to take off her shoe covers.

Yan Shixian laughed and walked over to change his shoes.

On New Year's Day, most of the businesses downstairs in the community were closed. Even the beauty shop where Xia Qingdai went for a beauty package last time had a sign saying it was closed, but Liang's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic was still open.

The two walked into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. Yan Shixian said hello to the man in white coat inside, and went straight upstairs with Xia Qingdai.

Xia Qingdai asked in a low voice: "Is Dr. Liang still busy on New Year's Day?"

"Well, my uncle can't rest all year round. He just likes to spend time in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. He is also tutoring Jiang University for his master's degree in traditional Chinese medicine."

Xia Qingdai opened her mouth slightly. If she came here to learn from him, wouldn't it be possible for her to be admitted to a master's degree?

The two walked to the door of the massage room last time and saw a man lying on a single bed doing acupuncture. Mr. Liang stood on the side with his hands behind his hands and watched. It was a young man who took action.

The two of them knocked on the door lightly. The young man did not look back, but Mr. Liang looked over.

"Doctor Liang/Uncle."

Mr. Liang nodded to the two of them, patted Yan Shixian on the shoulder, and whispered: "Follow Xiao Chen to the bed inside for massage."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Yan Shixian said, "Uncle, you are busy."

After hearing what Yan Shixian said, Mr. Liang ignored him, turned his attention to Xia Qingdai, and asked her: "You know acupuncture points, do you have any idea about acupuncture?"

Xia Qingdai replied: "I don't really understand, I just know the acupoint now."

"Do you know all the acupoints clearly?"

"almost."

Dr. Liang nodded and started teaching her in a low voice. Xia Qingdai quickly stood at attention and listened attentively, causing the young man who had lit the moxa bag and put it on the patient's navel to be permed, to also look up at Xia Qingdai.

Xia Qingdai followed Mr. Liang, looking like she was listening to the instructions, as if she was a disciple.

Yan Shixian watched for a while, then quietly walked inside, pulled up the curtain, and lay on the bed for massage.

He does this massage to relax his muscles and reduce the chance of getting injured while playing basketball.

Half an hour later, those who were doing acupuncture and massage were finished, but Xia Qingdai was still a little unfinished.

Mr. Liang asked the man to sit down and took his pulse to see the effect of acupuncture.

He felt the pulse on the ground for ten minutes, then raised his eyes at the young man beside him and Xia Qingdai, who was blinking her big eyes, and suddenly waved to her: "Ana, come here, come and feel this pulse .”

"Ah?" Xia Qingdai was surprised. She was just eating melons on the side, now she will become a melon grower?

However, since Mr. Liang ordered her, of course she didn't hesitate, and touching her wouldn't do anything.

The patient said jokingly: "Can such a young child understand Chinese medicine now?"

Mr. Liang said with a smile: "You have to take care of them, Mr. Li, are you not in a hurry?"

"No rush, no rush." ​​Lao Li glanced at Xia Qingdai who was sitting down, moved his hand on the pulse pillow, and said with a smile: "Come on, little girl, take my pulse."

Xia Qingdai showed an awkward but polite smile, pressed the disinfectant gel on the table, disinfected herself first, then extended her middle finger to seal, then used her index finger and nameless finger to designate the inch and size, and began to take the pulse. .