I Asked You to Do Physical Therapy, and You Actually Cured the Terminal Illness.

Yang Cheng was originally a foot massager in a shabby physical therapy shop. After awakening to the massage system of all things, the world's style changed drastically! The terminally ill richest man was massaged by him with a footbath priced at NT$99 with free shipping; a dying top model was fucked by him with a set of Tai Chi massage until he got out of bed. The aloof and cold goddess of Western medicine has completely ruined her outlook on life. She becomes a house nurse and wears a short skirt every day to prevent others from stealing from her home. Are transnational tycoons using genetic poisons to cause trouble? Do foreign experts use science to determine the death penalty? Yang Cheng held a twenty-yuan plastic cup with free shipping and snorted: "Unplug all those foreign machines of yours. Even if the Lord of Hell comes today, I have to snatch people back from him!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.