Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Chapter 540: Chapter 533: Chinese Divine Skill

The foreign man was frantic, wondering why nobody here could speak English?

"Ben, don’t worry, I feel a bit better now, maybe we don’t need to go to the hospital," the man suffering from heatstroke said softly, comforting his friend.

"Finn, are you really feeling better? Do you want to drink some more water?"

Ben’s eyes lit up as he took a water bottle out of his bag, unscrewed the cap, and offered it to his friend to drink. Finn only took a sip before feeling like vomiting, swiftly pushing the bottle away and shaking his head.

Nearby were still quite a few concerned locals, a plump auntie loudly yelled at the two, "Your buddy’s got a heatstroke, I can twist out the Sha and he’ll be fine, drinking water won’t help."

"There’s no need for twisting Sha, just drink ten drops of water, that’ll do the trick."

"Who carries ten drops of water on them?"

"What ten drops of water? Twisting Sha is better."

The plump auntie was not convinced, arguing with the people beside her, their voices growing louder, but they didn’t stop to consider—if these two foreigners could understand?

Finn felt increasingly nauseated and couldn’t even sit up, his entire body collapsing to the ground, which panicked Ben even more. Yet no one could tell him where the hospital was?

Calling to the Heavens brings no response, calling to the earth won’t make it open!

Watching Ben with tears in his eyes, Sisi actually felt a lot of sympathy for the foreigner. She squeezed through the thick crowd and immediately broke into a sweat.

"HI, can I help you?" Sisi asked in English.

Seeing Sisi, Ben’s eyes lit up as if he had seen God.

"Oh my, finally someone who can understand me! Miss, can you tell me where the hospital is? My friend has heatstroke and it’s serious, I need a doctor."

Perhaps Ben was too excited; his speech was a bit incoherent, but Sisi could still understand him. She smiled and nodded, ready to lead them to the hospital.

That’s when the plump auntie spoke up again: "Girl, it’s so great that you can speak the foreign language. Tell these two foreigners your friend’s got a heatstroke, I can twist out his Sha and he’ll be fine, no need to waste money at the hospital."

Sisi was about to bluntly reject the auntie’s kindness. Twisting Sha may be very beneficial, but after all, these two were foreigners, and traditional Chinese medicine wasn’t as widely promoted abroad as in future times. Most foreigners were skeptical about traditional Chinese medicine; the kind auntie might inadvertently do more harm than good.

Moreover, the pain during twisting Sha and the unsightly marks left afterward are not something ordinary people can endure, let alone these two foreigners?

However, Ben curiously asked, "Miss, what did she say? I think I heard a word many times, what is ’niu sha’?"

Sisi briefly explained, "Twisting Sha is a local method here to treat heatstroke. It doesn’t require any medication, just a few twists at certain points on the body to release Sha from inside. It’s a simple and effective treatment."

"Acupoints? Is that Chinese martial arts?"

Ben exclaimed with excitement, and even the weak Finn perked up. Sisi looked at these two foreigners—could they be fans of Bruce Lee?

"Is it like the kung fu Bruce Lee did? So Chinese kung fu can also cure ailments. Miss, we want to try Chinese kung fu, please twist out the Sha for Finn!"

Ben solemnly asked Sisi to perform the Chinese Divine Skill—cattle slaughter on his friend, but Finn, looking pale on the ground, also seemed eager to try, which left Sisi dumbfounded.

Aren’t foreigners all skeptical of traditional Chinese medicine?

Why did these two not hesitate at all before wanting to try the scraping therapy?

They are too easy to deceive!

But scraping therapy is indeed quite effective, so Sisi said, "I don’t know how to do scraping therapy. This auntie is very skilled at it. You can ask her to do it for Finn, but I must warn you in advance, although the scraping therapy is very effective, it is quite painful."

"Don’t worry, Finn isn’t afraid of pain. Please let the auntie perform the cattle slaughter on my friend!"

Ben asserted decisively, and Finn on the ground looked as if he had accepted his fate. Sisi’s mouth twitched, wanting to laugh. What to do?

"Auntie, these two foreigners would like for you to perform the scraping therapy on them, if you don’t mind." Sisi then turned to the chubby auntie who had been standing by all this time.

The chubby auntie immediately beamed with joy, put her basket on the ground, and said to Sisi, "No problem, I am an expert at scraping therapy. No matter how severe the heatstroke, once they’re in my hands, I’ll definitely cure it. Today I’ll let these two foreigners be amazed."

"Aunt Yu, you must show your true skills, don’t lose face in front of the foreigners!" The middle-aged man who had been arguing with the chubby old lady shouted loudly.

The chubby old lady gave him a white-eyed smile and then approached Ben. Seeing the figure of the Chinese auntie, Ben thought about how she could still be a kung fu master and couldn’t help but feel a deep respect. Grandfather was right; China really is full of wonders!

Sisi took the water bottle from Ben’s hand and sprinkled some water into the auntie’s hand. The auntie deftly applied some water to the back of Finn’s neck, then stood with legs apart, and her right index and middle fingers bent into hooks. Her demeanor suddenly changed, and she truly looked the part of a folk master.

Ben looked at the auntie with admiration and even took out his camera to take photos of her, planning to boast to his friends back home that he had met a Chinese master.

The auntie gave a light shout and pinched the skin on the back of Finn’s neck, rhythmically twisting it, ’thwack thwack thwack’. The auntie’s hands moved swiftly, and in no time, a dark purple bruise appeared on Finn’s neck, making his pale skin look quite frightening.

However, Finn’s screams were incessant, hissing continuously, and during the process, he called for God eighteen times and the Holy Mother sixteen times.

Ben watched anxiously on the side, clenching his teeth and hissing along with his friend. Seeing that horrifying bruise, his reverence for the Chinese Divine Skill surged like the flood of the Yellow River.

The auntie managed to produce the same dark purple marks on both sides of Finn’s neck, but the bruise lightened considerably by the fifth one.

"That’s it, the ’sha’ has been released. Just drink more water when you get back, and there’s no need for medicine," the auntie declared cheerfully as she clapped her hands and spoke to Finn.

Sisi translated for her, adding, "Finn, stand up and walk around. Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Finn already felt refreshed and clear-headed. Although the scraping therapy was really painful just now, the effect was genuinely remarkable!

The Chinese Divine Skill truly lives up to its reputation!

"God, this is amazing, Ben, I don’t feel nauseous at all!" Finn excitedly told his friend.

Ben saw the five ferocious bruises on his friend’s neck and his eyes twitched, hoping that the vain Finn wouldn’t be too shocked when he saw those bruises later!

Ben and Finn were extremely grateful to the chubby auntie, and took out a couple of banknotes as a token of appreciation, but the auntie declined and, with a wave of her hand, walked away carrying her basket, exuding the demeanor of a chivalrous warrior, making Ben and Finn’s eyes light up with stars.