"Let's have dinner together tonight?" Wei Hai invited Wang Yao.
"No, we have an appointment, another day."
"That's okay."
In Tong Wei's home, mother and daughter are busy in the kitchen.
"When will Wang Yao come?"
"He'll be here in a minute. He has some things to do." Tong Wei said, "Mom, why did you remember to treat him to dinner?"
"Thank you!" Tong Wei's mother responded, "The soup he gave me last time was very effective. After taking it, I felt much lighter. When I went to the hospital for a reexamination some time later, I said My condition has improved, and it must be the result of that decoction. You, this classmate, are really capable!"
"I think Wang Yao is a good young man."
"Mom, your attitude changed very quickly?" Tong Wei said with a smile after hearing this.
"What's the meaning?"
"I remember that you didn't seem to like him very much when he came last time?"
What Tong Wei said was true. The last time Wang Yao came to deliver medicine to her, his parents' attitude towards Wang Yao was indeed not good. Tong Wei was not at home at that time, but she could vaguely guess that after all, it was the first time. She was at home when Wang Yao came. This time his mother clearly showed her appreciation and recognition of Wang Yao.
"When did I say I didn't like him? Didn't I think you were talking to Yang Ming last time?"
Tong Wei knew that this was her mother's excuse, but Xiaoxiao did not expose it.
After leaving Wei Hai, Wang Yao found a place to buy some gifts and then went to Tong Wei's house.
"Why are you buying something again after you just bought something this morning?" Tong Wei's mother said with a smile.
"Just some fresh fruit."
"Come in and sit down, Tong Wei, stop being busy and come out to talk to Wang Yao first." Tong Wei's mother shouted to her daughter who was busy in the kitchen.
After a while, a table of dishes was served. It was very rich, and Tong Wei's father even opened a bottle of good wine.
"Drink?"
"I'll drive, so forget it." Wang Yao refused with a smile.
During the meal, Tong Wei's parents talked a lot more than when Wang Yao came last time, and asked Wang Yao some questions. After dinner, they cleared the table and went out for a walk, leaving Wang Yao and Tong Wei alone.
"Do you have anything to do tomorrow?"
"Well, my second aunt and her family are back. They are all going to my grandma's house tomorrow. I will go with them. How about you going too?"
"No, I have to go out to see my aunt and the others tomorrow."
"What about tonight, come and sit at my house?" Wang Yao said.
"OK."
"I'll pick you up then."
"good."
The two of them were watching TV, eating fruit, and talking like this. Before they knew it, it was already around nine o'clock in the evening.
"I'm going to leave first. Tell my aunt and uncle to come back and rest early."
"Well, be careful on the road and call me when you get home."
"I know, come back."
Wang Yao drove away slowly in his car. Tong Wei stood outside until his car was no longer visible, then turned and went upstairs. Then she called her parents and told them that Wang Yao had gone back and asked them to come back early to rest.
After returning home, Wang Yao put the car down, told his parents and then wanted to go back to Nanshan, but his mother stopped him and asked him questions.
"How was the talk?"
"When are you coming home? Let's go to grandma's house together tomorrow?"
"Mom, I have a lot of work to do when I come back. She is going to visit her aunt and other relatives tomorrow." Wang Yao said, "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. I have other things to do and go up the mountain first." After saying that, Wang Yao turned around and went up Nanshan.
"This kid hasn't finished asking questions yet!"
After Wang Yao went to Nanshan, he prepared to brew a few more medicines for Wei Hai, including "Insect Dispelling Powder" with "miasma grass" as the main ingredient. But this time, he decided to make a slight change. Wei Hai's illness It has started to get better, but the root cause is still not solved, nor is it solved like last time. He wanted to appropriately change the amount of medicinal materials to see the effect.
"Whether the poisonous insects deep in the internal organs can be eliminated requires careful imagination and careful observation."
Somewhere in the island city, in a quiet villa.
A man was tied to the bed, his body was thin, his eyes were red, his teeth were gnashing, and he looked like an evil ghost.
Beside the bed, there were three men, one middle-aged man with a majestic face, looking at the young man on the bed with pain on his face, another one in his thirties, standing as straight as a javelin, with no expression on his face, and the last one, Seven At ten years of age, his beard and hair are all white, and he looks a little tired.
"Mr. Sun, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do!"
"Thank you, Mr. Wu."
"Hey!" Mr. Wu sighed, then turned and went downstairs.
"Sir." The facially paralyzed man next to him spoke, his voice a little hoarse and cold.
"Do you think Yun Sheng can't be saved?"
"Young Master is a lucky man, everything will be fine."
"Don't say these words. It's already like this. How can we be so lucky?" Mr. Sun said.
"I heard that there is a Sang Guzi in Cangzhou who has extraordinary medical skills and is known as a miracle doctor. You might as well invite him to come and take a look. Also, why don't you go to the capital?"
"Hey, go ask about that Sang Guzi. I'll go to the capital again tomorrow."
"good."
…
In the early morning, the sky was a little gloomy.
On the Nanshan Mountain, there were bursts of sound of breaking through the air, as if something exploded. Following the sound, it turned out to be Wang Yao practicing boxing. The boxing was "Breaking Air Boxing", which was recorded in the ancient boxing scripture sent by Zhou Xiong. The boxing technique is based on the intention of punching through the air. This punch goes to a really strong and domineering way, containing the power of the whole body in one punch.
While practicing, two more people came down the mountain, an adult man and a child, Zhou Xiong and his son, and they went up the mountain along the mountain road.
"Doctor Wang."
"uncle."
"Sit inside."
Wang Yao let them into the house. Their father and son had greeted Wang Yao Guo before they came today, and only came after making sure he was here.
"Come, let me show you again."
Wang Yao sat down and took Zhou Wukang's pulse, but judging from the pulse, his arm had not improved at all, but his body was slightly better.
"I'll give you another massage."
As soon as his mind moved, the breath in his body also surged and gathered on his hands. Then, Wang Yao followed the veins on his arms and massaged him according to the method taught in the system, either pressing or patting, with supplements. After a while, Zhou Wukang's bony arms turned red, as if they had been slapped by a wooden board.
"how do you feel?"
"Some people feel a little pain." Zhou Wukang answered truthfully.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"It's not powerful, it's very light."
Wang Yao tested his pulse again, and this time he used two points more force than before.
"Come back in two days." He said to Zhou Xiong beside him.
"good."
After the massage, the father and son stayed at his place for a while longer and chatted.
"Brother Zhou, are you free?" Wang Yao suddenly asked.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Fight with me." Wang Yao said, he suddenly thought of this matter.
"Okay!" Zhou Xiong agreed without hesitation after hearing this. He is also a martial arts practitioner and likes to compete with others. However, he has given up on this aspect for a long time because of his son's illness. However, The kung fu is still there, and it won't be easily revealed in normal times. Kung fu is meant to kill people, not just a sideshow.
The two people came to an open space on the mountain.
"please."
"please."
Wang Yao slowly got into a stance, but Chen Xiong didn't care so much and just punched him. The speed was very fast, and his punches were like cannons. He was proficient in Xingyi, his punches were fierce, and his movements were direct. , not so many fancy things. Wang Yao met him with Tai Chi and used techniques to resolve his punches.
The two of them went from slow to fast. Zhou Xiong was still wary at first. After all, although Wang Yao was talented and could be called a monster, he had only practiced boxing for a short time, especially because he lacked actual combat experience. He was afraid of accidentally injuring the opponent. , so he had some reservations, and he used his skills to reach at least six points. However, after a few moves in the fight, he became secretly frightened.
"How come this guy's actual combat ability has become so strong?"
With his Tai Chi skills and his own strength that is twice that of an ordinary person, and his inner breath flowing like water, Wang Yao's fists and feet possess great power. Even Zhou Xiong, who has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, is still incomparable. To block, he had to use all his skills, because under such circumstances, if he continued to hold back, he might lose, and the loss would be ugly.
Breaking the air!
Wang Yao's boxing style suddenly changed, from gentle and drizzle to like a mountain falling apart.
Punch out,
Zhou Xiong was unable to dodge and had to support himself with both hands.
Unexpectedly, the punch was so fierce and overbearing that he flew backwards and fell into the tree, making the whole tree rustle.
"Dad!" Zhou Wukang, who was watching the battle on the side, ran forward with his mouth in his mouth.
"How are you, are you okay?" Wang Yao was also very anxious and hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation for him and see if he was injured.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Xiong stood up and patted the dust on his body.
"It's amazing!" His hands were numb. If he hadn't reacted in time and used his hands and body skills to remove most of the power of the punch, his arms might have been broken.
"What kind of punch is this?"
"Breaking the Sky Fist, you should know."
"Pukong Fist, that boxing technique recorded in the Boxing Sutra?" Zhou Xiong said in surprise after hearing this.
"Yeah, why, don't tell me you haven't practiced?"
"Of course I've practiced, but I'm not as strong as you!?"
He is very clear about the boxing techniques in this boxing book, and has firmly memorized them in his mind. He has indeed practiced most of the above moves, and is quite familiar with some of them. There is one path among them. He also knew about "Breaking the Sky Fist", which focused on the meaning rather than the form.
"This is what I learned from that boxing scripture."