Now, all he can do is pray that the young man introduced by his friend can treat his son, even if it only relieves his pain.
The next morning, the sun was warm and it looked like it would be a nice and windy day.
Wang Yao prepared the medicinal materials, took firewood, and lit a fire. The ancient spring water in the Baicao pot soaked the medicinal materials. The water slowly heated up and then boiled. The smell of medicinal herbs slowly spread out.
Although this was not the first time he had brewed it, Wang Yao was still careful and followed the brewing process in the prescription.
Finally, "Peiyuan Soup" was successfully cooked again.
Every time he boils medicine, especially the medicine whose prescription is provided by the system, he always gains something.
While Wang Yao was cooking "Peiyuan Soup", in a hotel in Lianshan County, there was an extra visitor in the guest room where Zhou Xiong and his son were staying.
"Qisheng, why are you here free?"
"We're pretty busy over there. I just happened to have something to do here. I stopped by to see you. How are you doing?" The man who came was He Qisheng. He and Zhou Xiong had known each other for a long time and had been friends for many years. It was a fateful friendship, so He Qisheng took the risk of angering Wang Yao and told Zhou Xiong that he could cure diseases.
"What else can we do? It's the same as before."
"He agreed?"
"I have agreed and come up with a treatment plan."
Later, Zhou Xiong told his friend what Wang Yao told him about his son's treatment plan.
"Well, since he agreed, that's fine." He Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"Is he really as magical as you said?" Zhou Xiong asked.
"He does have real abilities, otherwise I wouldn't introduce him to you. As for whether he can cure Xiaokang's disease, we can only try it." He Qisheng said.
"Um."
Zhou Xiong nodded, then lit a cigarette.
"I remember that you didn't smoke or drink before. The last time I saw you, you started drinking. Have you started smoking this time too?" He Qisheng asked upon seeing this.
"Yeah, I smoke two occasionally."
Zhou Xiong was worried about his son's illness, and the habits he had developed in the past had also changed.
"How much of your ability is left?"
"Is this it?" Zhou Xiong paused slightly, "I dare not say ten points, at least there are still a few points left!"
When he said this, he suddenly exuded an aura that was as fierce as fire.
"It's good that you're still here. How are your uncle and aunt at home?"
"Fortunately, I just worry a lot about the well-off people."
"It will get better gradually, but you can't collapse." He Qisheng said after being silent for a moment.
"I'll hold on."
... ...
The next day after boiling the medicine, Wang Yao called Zhou Xiong and made an appointment with him. In the afternoon, he went to Lianshan County with the prepared medicine.
In the hotel where Zhou Xiong and his son were temporarily staying, Wang Yao unexpectedly met He Qisheng, who was waiting for him here.
"Hello." He Qisheng said with a smile.
"Hey, you're here too?"
"I was on a business trip nearby and stopped by to see them."
The three of them sat together and chatted for a while. The main content revolved around Zhou Wukang's body. He Qisheng stayed in the room for about twenty minutes, then said goodbye and left. After he left, Wang Yao took out the prepared "Peiyuan Soup" and handed it to Zhou Xiong.
"This is the potion I brewed. Take it six times over two days and take it warm."
"Okay." Zhou Xiong took the white porcelain bottle containing the decoction.
When making this "Peiyuan Soup", Wang Yao considered that he was still a child, so when making it, the dosage of various medicinal materials was reduced by half, and the frequency of taking it was increased by one. times, he was also afraid that his body was not as strong as an adult and would not be able to withstand the power of the medicine, even though the medicinal properties of this medicinal soup were very mild.
"Come on, Xiaokang, take some medicine."
While the medicinal soup was still warm, Zhou Xiong gave his son a small cup.
Wang Yao did not leave immediately, but stayed in the hotel for more than an hour and took the child's pulse an hour after taking the medicine.
"Well, this medicine works."
Within an hour, he could feel the changes in the child's body from his pulse, which were in a good direction. This once again verified the magic of the prescription provided by the system, and secondly, it also explained the formula he had formulated previously. The treatment idea should be correct.
"I'll come back in three days. By the way, does this kid have a bad night's rest?"
Wang Yaodao, looking at the child's low energy, with deep bags under his eyes, it was probably due to the torture of the disease and poor rest.
"Yes, because of this disease, his left arm is cold. The medicine he took over the years has severely irritated his intestines and stomach, causing severe abdominal pain and making him unable to sleep well at night." Zhou Xiong said.
Wang Yao didn't say anything after hearing this, but considered that some aspects of the treatment plan he had formulated were still not comprehensive enough and needed to be improved.
"This, I will think of a way. Here are some things I wrote, mainly things to pay attention to in daily life. The focus is on diet and daily life. Please read it carefully." Wang Yao lowered a copy of the daily life notes he had written previously. The matter was handed over to Zhou Xiong. Here are some aspects of his daily life that he could think of in the past three days to prevent further deterioration of the condition and assist him in treatment, including diet, exercise and many other matters. Content.
"Okay, thank you."
After another explanation, Wang Yao said goodbye and left.
"Xiaokang, how do you feel?" Zhou Xiong asked his son just after Wang Yao left.
He still has some doubts about Wang Yao's ability. After all, how good can such a young man be in medical skills? Moreover, during the period when his son was ill, he frequently sought medical treatment, and he also encountered some situations. Some doctors prescribed medicine, but after his son took it, it did not have any curative effect on his own disease. Instead, it hurt his body and caused him to suffer from other diseases.
"There is no special feeling, I just feel that my body seems to be a little warmer."
"That's good. Once you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately. Remember."
"I know, dad." Zhou Wukang smiled slightly, even his smile was a little weak and bleak.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong rubbed his son's dry hair and forced himself to put a smile on his face. He wants his son to feel confident, see hope, and establish a message for life. Others can give up, but he cannot!
After Wang Yao returned to the village, he hurried up Nanshan Mountain, entered the hut, took out his notebook, wrote and drew on it, and made further corrections and additions to the original treatment plan.