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Tyler highly recommended it.

Sheriff Bush nodded, as things stood for him, they were just as they were. He had heard about the traditional Chinese medical massage therapy before but never really understood, believed, or tried it.

Since there was now this opportunity, he didn’t mind giving it a go. After all, not having any expectations meant not being disappointed.

Li Ang’s hands returned to Sheriff Bush’s joints, but this time the sensation was no longer intimidating but rather, after a brief pang of pain when the problem area was touched, it quickly turned into a comforting feeling of pain relief.

Sheriff Bush closed his eyes contentedly. Whether Li Ang could actually treat his chronic issues or not, even if it was just temporary relief like this, he was willing to pay for it.

After all, taking too many painkillers wasn’t only fraught with side effects, addiction, and increasing tolerance.

In America, there’s a saying, "The difference between OxyContin and DP is that you can buy OxyContin legally with a prescription."

As a member of the middle class, and a police officer, he was well aware of the harm of painkillers but had no choice but to try to lessen his consumption as much as possible.

"Actually, your profession really isn’t easy; there must be quite a few people suffering from occupational diseases like yours, right?"

Li Ang chatted idly while continuing the massage.