Gotham City
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It had been nearly a month ago that I’ve sprained my ankle. But there’s still a sharp pain on and off as if there’s a needle poking my ankle. Then my dad decided that I should go to some old uncle who massage peoples sprained leg, backbone, or whatever in another word the torture massage centre in Hulu Langat. So my dad took me there this morning but before that, we stopped by a shop and ate “Ching Tong Hor Fun” and wow that is honestly the BEST “hor fun” I ever ate. The soup is just awesome and the price is really reasonable too it only cost RM 3. Unbelievable right..? Well after my nice breakfast, we continued our journey and finally we arrived. At first, the uncle took ginger that was burn or something anyway the ginger was hot then he placed it on my legs and gently rub it around my ankle. Then I was like hmmm that feels nice but after a while my misery started. He brought out some Chinese herb medicine thingy in a mug then he started rubbing my leg with it and gosh the pain was super duper uber excruciating. Frankly I wanted so much to use my other leg to kick him in the face. And he had the guts to ask me “tong mou?” >_<> The torture went on for 30minutes when he was done I was like good riddance. So we paid up just when we were about to leave, tsk…tsk.. My dad had to asked him so when should she come back again? As a result, I have to go back there again either tomorrow or Saturday. Argh.. I have to go through another session of torture. HELP…..!!!! bandage again
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