Ever since he had this ability and made friends and powerful people, the cigarettes, wine, and tea at home had never stopped. He had no choice but to drink cigarettes and wine. Naturally, he had to honor the old man.
"Xiao Yao, Mom has something to ask you." After dinner, Zhang Xiufang said while clearing the table.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"Your brother-in-law called me this afternoon and wanted to ask you to treat someone."
"Who?" Wang Yao asked after hearing this.
"A vice president of his company, named Yuan."
"No." Wang Yao refused without hesitation.
"Did you forget that my third uncle was out?" Wang Yao said with a smile, "If it's my sister's family, I can go and have a look, but not those people."
Colleagues in the company and friends at the wine table cannot keep their mouth shut.
The last time his third uncle brought Mr. Zhang to see a doctor was still fresh in his memory, and he didn't want to experience the same thing twice.
"Forget it." After hearing what her son said, Zhang Xiuying was a little worried and decided to tell her uncle directly.
Wang Fenghua on the side did not say anything. He did not want his son to take charge of this matter, but it was not easy for him to express his position on this matter.
After dinner, before eight o'clock, Wang Yao was preparing to go up the mountain when Wang Mingbao came to the house.
"Well, why are you back?" Wang Yao made a pot of tea.
"Look at my grandpa and grandma, stay here for a night." His family's old house is still here. His grandpa and grandma also help clean up when they have nothing to do. Wang Mingbao will come back once a week or two each.
"Why are you worried?" Wang Yao asked, looking at Wang Mingbao's unhappy look.
"Well, my old man proposed a marriage to me." Wang Mingbao said.
"Is this a good thing?" Wang Yao said with a smile after hearing this.
"What a fart!" Wang Mingbao took a sip of tea, "I've seen that woman before and I don't like her."
"If you don't like it, can you just refuse it?"
"My dad's comrade, I guess I'm sorry." Wang Mingbao lit a cigarette and took two strong puffs.
"Have you mentioned this before?"
"It seems I've mentioned it before."
"I guess this matter became clear after my uncle mentioned the mayor, right?" Wang Yao said with a smile, "Then the girl's father is not an ordinary person, right?"
"He seems to be the director of some bureau."
A perfect match.
Wang Yao thought of this word.
"What's your impression of the girl?"
"It's OK." Wang Mingbao thought for a while and said.
Wang Mingbao is tall and strong, and has a masculine appearance, which is very masculine. This is very popular with some girls. Besides, he has a good family background and has his own career. It is estimated that not all girls with mental problems will fall in love with him.
"This is not simple, as long as the girl doesn't like you."
"Why doesn't she like it?" Wang Mingbao's eyes lit up after hearing this.
"Do you still need me to teach you? Logically speaking, you should have more experience than me. Besides, marriage is a lifelong matter. You might as well talk to your uncle directly." Wang Yaodao.
What a matchmaker's words, parents' orders. That was all so many years ago!
"Okay, I'll just come and chat with you. I feel much happier and let's go."
"Let's go together, I'll go up the mountain too."
The two of them left the house together.
Before leaving, Wang Mingbao stopped and looked up at the dark mountains.
"You are really not afraid of walking alone on a mountain road." This was not the first time he asked this question.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. In fact, the night in this mountain is very beautiful!" Wang Yao said.
"Where is it beautiful?" Wang Mingbao asked after hearing this.
"The starry sky is high and far away." Wang Yao raised his finger to the sky. "The mountains are quiet and the breeze is gentle." He pointed flatly at the mountains and forests.
"What's not beautiful about it?"
"You're so beautiful!" Wang Mingbao smiled after hearing this. He was impressed by his buddy. This can be considered beautiful.
"gone."
"Slower."
Wang Mingbao turned into an alley and went back to his old house to rest. Wang Yao walked along the road in the center of the village to the south end of the mountain village. The cement-hardened roadside was replaced by sand. As he continued forward, the mountain road began to curve. Looking back, There are lights in the mountain village behind you, and you can hear voices coming from almost other people nearby.
Wang Yao's figure suddenly became faster, and sand and dust flew up from the ground.
The wind whispers in my ears,
The winding mountain road feels like walking on flat ground, and in the dark night, things look like daylight.
His figure was as fast as flying, even on the way up the mountain, he did not lose half of his strength. In just a moment, he reached the hut on Nanshan Mountain.
The native dog came out of the kennel early upon hearing the sound and waited outside.
"Three delicacies are good."
The hut turned on the lights, and the dark mountain became a little dim.
The sound of chanting began and drifted far away in the quiet night with the breeze.
The next morning, the sky was clear.
After finishing his practice, Wang Yao simply made some breakfast, and after eating, he started to make "Tongluo Powder".
Ancient spring water, herb pot, wild firewood, and medicinal herbs are all ready.
Make a fire, and the firewood will make a crackling sound as it burns.
A section of black vine, as dark as iron, very tough.
Put it in water and cook it for a long time.
The mountain spring water is boiling.
Wang Yao was not in a hurry, adding some firewood from time to time, and then watching the changes in the medicinal soup.
As time goes by, the Wuteng begins to change, slowly softening, the color becomes lighter, and the medicinal power is gradually integrated into the Tao medicinal soup. The color of the medicinal soup also changed, turning into the color of coffee.
Add more firewood and keep the medicinal soup boiling.
"This black vine is as tough as iron, so I was the first to join it."
Seeing that the heat is almost done. Wang Yao took other medicinal materials.
Ephedra, angelica, Huangjian... medicinal materials are added blindly.
Purple Rain, a leaf with purple spots, like rain.
Guiyuan integrates the medicinal power of various medicinal materials into one.
The medicinal soup finally turned purple-red and exuded a unique fragrance.
"It's done!"
He took the medicinal soup away from the flame, cooled it, and put it away.
"Let's ask Zhou Xiong and his son to come over this afternoon."
After cleaning up, he called Zhou Xiong and asked him to take Zhou Wukang there in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, after lunch, as soon as Wang Yao went up the mountain, Zhou Xiong followed him up the mountain with his son.
"Doctor Wang."
"Hello, uncle."
"Okay, come in and sit down."
After the father and son entered the room and sat for a while, Wang Yao took out the "Tongluo Powder" that had just been brewed. Pour a small glass.
"Drink it."
"Okay." Zhou Wukang took the teacup and drank it.
After he drank the medicinal soup, Wang Yao immediately massaged his torso, focusing on his withered left arm.
After a while, Zhou Wukang's left arm turned red.
"how do you feel?"
"It's a little hot, and something seems to be moving inside." The child said.
Well, after hearing this, Wang Yao continued to straighten out the meridians on his left arm.
After a while, he stopped, took Zhou Wukang's pulse, and then continued massaging, repeating this process several times. Zhou Xiong stood aside nervously, seeing his son's arms red and sweat appearing on his forehead, but he was helpless and kept rubbing his hands.
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts a little." Zhou Wukang nodded.
"Then take a rest first."
Wang Yao stopped.
Sometimes, pain is a good thing. At least it means that the child still has feeling in his arm and is not completely dead.
This treatment took several hours, and the sun outside was already hanging on the top of the mountain.
"Okay, let's take him back to rest. His arm may hurt a little. Don't use painkillers or cold water."
Wang Yao did not give the medicine to his father and his son. He wanted to see the effect of the medicine in two days.
"Thank you Dr. Wang."
"Thank you uncle."
Zhou Xiong and his son hurriedly thanked him.
"Bring him here to see you again in two days."
"OK."
After Zhou Xiong and his son came down the mountain, Wang Yao recorded the entire treatment process.
"Xiaokang, what do you think?" After coming down the mountain, Zhou Xiong was a little worried about his child's condition.
"Dad, I feel like my arm keeps getting hot, as if there's something stuck in it."
"Drill?"
"Yeah." Zhou Wukang said.
"Does that hurt?"
"It hurts a little, but I can bear it."
"Be good." Zhou Xiong touched his son's head.
"Hopefully it will be useful."
It will be useful.
Wang Yao looked out the window. Among the prescriptions provided by the system, there were three spiritual herbs. It would be strange if there was no power effect.
At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. When he picked it up, he saw that the caller was Pan Jun.