Chapter 228 – Episode 214 Deuterine Manipulation (2)

Before receiving manual therapy, Woomi changed into clothes similar to those worn when entering a sauna rather than patient clothes.

This is a loose-fitting, well-ventilated outfit that makes it easy to lift several parts of the body for physical therapy.

When Woomi left her belongings in her personal locker in the locker room, a sturdy male physical therapist greeted her with a friendly smile.

“Hello~. “You are Park Woo-mi, right?”

“Yes, yes…” That’s right. Ah, hello.”

“Once you’ve changed, please follow me.”

“Yes…”

Umi followed her instructions and went to her private room.
There were several physical therapy and manual therapy rooms connected to the spine hospital with transparent glass walls in between, but perhaps because it was a weekday and not a weekend, not all the private rooms were filled with people. However, through the glass wall, I was able to see the physical therapist diligently patting the patient’s back and pressing the lumbar spine with his elbow.

Ride, ride, ride!! Cuckoo!

Umi held her breath as she looked like she was using a joint.

‘Is that how you get it…? ? It must hurt.’

Wouldn’t it make my back worse?

Feeling strangely anxious, Umi walked along with the physical therapist.

Arriving in a private room filled with the faint scent of lavender, Umi looked around.

The first thing you see is a huge, unidentifiable machine. The machine labeled [Therapy ICT Machine] Had round, or square structures connected by long lines. Looking at it, isn’t it a physical therapy device using ultrasound, extracorporeal shock waves, or electricity?

Next to the ICT machine, there are small desks with various devices placed on them. You can see things like ultrasound gel, massage balls, and steamy towels that seem to have been wet and warmed.

The next thing that catches your eye is a table in the middle, under strangely dark lighting, that is large enough for one person to lie down on.

At the highest point of the three-tiered mat, there is a round hole big enough to fit a person’s face.

“Now, just come here and lie down.”

As Umi stopped for a moment and looked around the manual therapy room, the physical therapist in charge of manual therapy sat on a small chair next to the ICT Machine and called out to Umi.

“Just lie down with your face aligned with the hole on the mat.”

“Yes…”

Because of her back condition, which made standing up a burden, Umi immediately laid down on the massage table.

The mattress was softer and more comfortable than expected.

“Is this your first time receiving manual therapy?”

“Yes? Yes…”

“Manual therapy is a procedure that helps relieve pain in the lumbar spine joints and muscles by using your hands to relax your muscles. This is treatment provided by experts who have studied for more than 3 years to obtain a professional certification. I think you can accept it without too much pressure.”

Looking at the well-constructed floor lines beyond the open mat, Woomi listened to the physical therapist’s words.

“Why did you come to the hospital because of your back pain?”

“Ah, because that’s what happens when you wake up in the morning…”

Umi explained what happened to her as calmly as possible.

Forced… I did exercise, but I think that’s why my back hurt in the morning.

Then the physical therapist nodded and placed his hand on Umi’s waist.

“Okay. The muscles in the lumbar region are clearly tense or tight. “Can you feel it?”

“Yes?”

Squeeze. In response to a question from a physical therapist who seemed to be looking for painful areas by pressing on my back,

Umi was about to answer, saying she wasn’t sure yet.

“Sobbing?!”

It is a vein of minerals.

I found the vein of pain!

A pain that felt like an electric shock began to spread from the hip area above the hips where the physical therapist had pressed.

“Ah, ahhh… Well, there… !!”

“Oh, you’re feeling a little sore here. “Do you usually do some stretching?”

“S… Stretching… ? Haha… !!”

Tduduk!!

After skillfully asking a question, the physical therapist puts his weight on Umi’s leg and pushes it down.

A hot moan came out of Umi’s mouth due to the sudden shock.

“Kuhhh… !!”

“You’re a little stiff… “I guess you’re not the type of person who exercises a lot?”

“Ah, ahhh… !”

I can’t answer.

“From now on, I will begin corrective work to relieve overall tension in my muscles. Please let me know if you feel tired or in excessive pain during the process.”

“Uh, uh… !!”

Umi remembered.

That line now.

I’ve also heard it at the dentist.

And from Umi’s experience.

After saying something like that.

Something big is coming.

Tduduk!

“Huhhh… !!”

The muscles between the calves are compressed.

Tdu-duk!

“Kuhhh… !!”

My tense shoulders are loosening.

Duddudduduk!!

“Ooh, ooh, ooh…” !”

When the right quadratus lumborum muscle is pressed hard with the elbow, a pig-snapping groan comes out.

… Hell has begun.

* * *

Press firmly with your hands the erector muscles that extend from the neck to the lower part of the hips.

A full course of manual therapy follows, in which you hold one leg at a time and rotate the hip joint to stimulate it.

“Ooh, ooh… Wooooo… !!”

“Good~ Good~ Very good for your health~.”

Not good… !

I feel healthy, but right now I feel like I’m going to die… !

“This is because people who stretch frequently do not experience pain when receiving manual therapy. Being sick is abnormal. Being sick itself is a sign that you are not feeling well. Now, one more time… !”

“Queuuuuu… !!”

Tdu-duk! Tduduk!

The cool sounds coming from the joints fill the manual therapy room.

Lord, I’m planning to kill you, man!

I’m thinking of separating the flesh from the bones right here… !

But I can’t live with a painful spine.

Umi gritted her teeth and endured the time of pain and patience.

Tdu-duk!

Tduduk!

At the end of 5 minutes of hell.

The physical therapist asked Umi while her clothes were soaked with sweat.

“… How are you feeling?”

“Uh… Ugh… Uh? Huh?”

Umi blinked in surprise as the pain from her lower back had lessened.

It didn’t completely cure my back pain, but there was a coolness that somehow made me feel refreshed.

“Article… It seems a little better… ?”

“It’s okay, right?”

“Yes… !”

“Okay, then I’ll relax your hands and soles and then keep going.”

Next, a simple massage followed, with a motion that seemed to pull out Umi’s fingers and toes.

“Huh~~.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes~~.”

A refreshing feeling that cannot be compared to the violent manual therapy from before.

Although it hurts, once I realized that it was helpful to my body, even that felt like a process I was going through.

“Then, since I’m going to do ultrasonic electric therapy, I’ll apply some gel to your lower back. It might be a little cold~?”

“Yes… Haha… !”

Squeezing on Umi’s buttocks and white waist… As the sticky ultrasound gel was spread widely, a small cry came out of Umi’s mouth.

“And… They will place something similar to a cup on your waist, and you will feel a surge of electricity. “If the stimulation is too strong, please tell me separately?”

Drip, drip, drip.

Something attached to Umi’s waist.

When I raised my head slightly, I saw the round parts connected to the machine I had seen when I first entered the physical therapy room being placed on my waist.

“Here we go.”

“Hmm… Ugh!!”

As the manual therapist expertly manipulated the buttons on the machine, Umi could feel the stimulation spreading evenly throughout her entire back, as if someone was tapping her.

Tingling… Jerk and jerk.

It’s not as bad as when you get an electric shock in [Alchemic Fantasy].

A weak electric current flows out just enough to offset the pain caused by tight muscles.

“Oh… Oh, my!! Oh, my… !!”

Only then did the physical therapist take a short break and sigh.

As if tapping her back, Umi’s back muscles twitch and receive electrical stimulation.

However, did she previously receive an electric shock directly to her uterus?

The electric current passing beyond her waist began to stimulate Umi’s uterus.

Hmm… !

Due to the electric current stimulation that passes through the lower back and extends to the ovaries, Umi’s uterine bulb, located deep within the vagina, opens wide.

“Uh, uhm… ! Ugh, ugh… !”

“Whoa… Isn’t it refreshing?”

“That… Ugh… !!”

I tried to suppress my moans with my red face buried in indescribable pleasure.

My breathing continues to be embarrassingly loose.

‘Uh, something like this… Well, I’m not feeling it… Oh, no way… ?’

The nipples become erect, and the crotch area becomes moist, but fortunately, the person is lying face down.

I wonder if I might find out what I’m feeling…

Fortunately, the physical therapist did not seem to notice the change in Umi, who was very nervous.

“Okay, the electrotherapy is over.”

When the physical therapist removed the round panel that had been stimulating her lower back for about five minutes, Umi finally sighed.

But.

“Now lie down forward.”

“?!”

Manual therapy is not over yet.

As she turned her body, Umi let out a warm breath and looked in front of her.
This pose allows you to see the door you just entered through and the hallway beyond the glass wall directly in front of you.

Another patient can be seen walking behind another physical therapist, perhaps coming for physical therapy.

“Your lumbar pain must have been taken care of, but the pain seemed to get worse every time you did manual therapy. I think I probably need to build up my core muscles as well.”

The physical therapist said so and gently placed his hand on Umi’s lower abdomen.

“… Ugh, now, wait a minute?”

“I’m going to relieve some of the tension in your lower abdomen… ?!”

And then slurp.

The therapist lifted the top that was covering Umi’s lower abdomen.

“… !!”

When I saw the heart-shaped uterus tattoo that clearly showed the location of Umi’s uterus, I just kept my mouth shut.