"Maybe it will work?" Ye Xingbei ignored his refusal, reached under him, and undid his pajama top. From top to bottom, he massaged his icy, stiff back. "Xiao Shu used to get sick all the time as a child, often unresponsive to medications. I heard there was an old Chinese doctor in Chinatown, the most famous one from back home. He and his family moved to the States during the turmoil back there. His medical skills are exceptional. Skeptically, I took Xiao Shu to see him. The doctor was truly remarkable; Xiao Shu's high fevers that would normally need extended medication could be reduced with just a few massage sessions from him. I found this skill to be very useful, and it took a lot of persuasion before he agreed to teach me."
In fact, at first she had a hard time convincing the old doctor to teach her.
The old Chinese doctor was temperamental and a bit strange and had no interest in taking disciples.
