His hearing is extraordinary, but he can hear the conversation clearly through a few windows or a wall if he wants to. In fact, he may hear some if he doesn't want to.
With his current level of cultivation, he is still unable to achieve the state of being blind to sight and deaf to ears.
"The parents are short-sighted."
Wang Yao suddenly thought of these four words.
Through some of the conversation, he vaguely guessed that this was the Zhou family's own business, an internal conflict.
Later, Wang Yao began to classify and weigh the medicinal materials prepared by Zhou Ying during the day, and prepare to brew the medicinal materials tomorrow.
While he was busy, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came from outside, and it stopped abruptly after a moment. Then there were the sounds of hurried footsteps as several people left.
The night gradually deepened.
Wang Yao sat cross-legged on the bed, guiding Qi and practicing.
Click, a strange sound suddenly came from the roof. It seemed like something was moving around on the roof.
Um
Wang Yao looked up.
It can't be such a coincidence, right
"Who?!" a voice shouted from outside.
Clicking, clicking, the sounds on the roof became denser, as if something was on the roof again, and then there was a faint sound of someone humming.
Wang Yao stayed in the room quietly.
After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Doctor Wang?" It was Zhou Xiong's voice.
"What's up?"
"Are you okay?"
Wang Yao stood up, turned on the light and opened the door.
"It's okay, what's wrong?"
"There was an intruder in the yard just now. I hope you're okay. I'm sorry." Zhou Xiong naturally wanted to apologize for such a thing happening on his own property. The last time he was ambushed outside the village, Wang Yao and Sang Guzi was in danger, which already made them very apologetic. They didn't expect that such a thing would happen again tonight.
"fine."
Wang Yao smiled and went back into the room to rest.
"Is this the so-called arena, the so-called flash of swords, the so-called grievances and hatreds?"
This night, the village became busy. Someone broke in with evil intentions. This was to provoke their village.
The man was injured. He was beaten by Zhou Xiong's father on the roof and could not run far.
At around one o'clock in the morning, he was found in a remote corner of the village.
The Zhou family did not rush to call the police, but first used their unique method to get the information they wanted from this person before sending him to the Public Security Bureau.
At night, in a house somewhere in the village, several old men in their sixties or seventies gathered together, including Zhou Xiong's father.
"Some people are becoming more and more outrageous!"
"Our hearts are too soft."
"I have to use the knife to see the blood."
"Um."
... ...
In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.
After breakfast, Wang Yao first went to Zhou Yiyi's room and checked him. After confirming that the situation was stable and that the "Tongluo San" he took yesterday had indeed had a certain effect, he then A fire was lit in the house and a potion was brewed for Zhou Wuyi.
Mr. Sang Guzi also got up very early and came to the courtyard early. When he saw Wang Yao boiling medicine, he walked over with a smile.
"Good morning, little friend?"
"Good morning to you." Wang Yao said with a smile.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
"Medicine that strengthens the foundation and nourishes the body."
After hearing this, Sang Guzi smiled and nodded, standing aside to watch him brewing the potion with interest.
"Old man, I'll give you a bench."
"Thanks."
The old man and the young man, one boils the medicine and the other reads it, which is quite interesting.
"Little friend, who taught you how to make medicine?" Sang Guzi asked curiously after watching it for a while. He had not seen such a way of making medicine for a long time.
Wang Yao smiled and pointed to the sky.
"Huh?" The old man was stunned.
"The gods in the sky taught me the magic method." Wang Yao said with a smile.
Hahaha, Sang Guzi laughed after hearing this and didn't ask any more questions.
The sun was shining brightly and the medicine was running out of time to brew. Wang Yao moved the medicine pot aside and waited for the medicine to cool down.
"I'll go in and take a look."
"Please."
Sang Guzi got up and went into the house, then took the pulse of his old friend who was lying on the hospital bed.
Well, on this day he discovered something unusual.
The condition of this old friend lying on the hospital bed was obviously better than when he came last time. Needless to say, this must be because of the miraculous changes brought about by the doctor Wang who just came.
Medication, what kind of medication
He was getting more and more surprised and curious now.
He was able to save people who were obviously about to die. It is not too exaggerated to use the words "medical skills to connect with the gods" to describe it.
"How's it going, Brother Sang?"
Zhou Xiong's father walked into the house.
"Yes, it has changed in a good direction. This Dr. Wang is amazing, I admire him!" To be able to impress a "famous doctor" who has been practicing medicine for decades, this ability is absolutely extraordinary.
To borrow a sentence, God is called God because He has done things that ordinary people cannot do.
"Maybe that young man can really cure his disease." Sang Guzi said with a smile.
"The medicine is gone."
Wang Yao entered the room carrying a still warm potion.
"Give it to him."
"good."
Zhou Ying took the medicine and took the medicine according to Wang Yao's instructions to his father who was lying on the hospital bed.
"stand up."
The people next to the hospital bed moved aside, and Wang Yao came to the bedside, took his pulse and made a diagnosis, then untied the loose clothes he was wearing. Then gently massage along the direction of the meridians, stopping appropriately at certain places, or pressing or pushing.
"What is this?" Sang Guzi frowned slightly at the side.
"Massage doesn't look like it."
"Qi Bo Jing?!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.
"It shouldn't be, that's something that has been lost for a long time!"
The treatment on the chest and back lasted for nearly two hours. Wang Yao was very careful. This was a treatment process and a thorough familiarity with the patient's condition. During the massage process , he had a better understanding of the patient's injured meridians.
Those that can be solved by dredging, those that can be corrected by massage, and those that are seriously damaged and cannot be treated temporarily.
As the treatment progressed, a relatively complete body meridian map emerged in Wang Yao's mind. These meridians are not intact, and quite a few are either broken, disrupted, or blocked.
First, first, then second,
First understand, then correct, and finally make up for it.
Such a treatment plan appeared in Wang Yao's mind.
Congested meridians can be dredged by using "Tongluo Powder", and messed up meridians can be straightened out. Massage can be used to do this, but it is only limited to a part of them, and the treatment time will be longer. Others are broken. The meridians are not what he can treat now.
After the treatment in the morning, Wang Yao returned to the room and wrote down the treatment method he had thought of. After thinking for a moment, he briefly communicated his treatment ideas with the Zhou family.
"Then trouble Dr. Wang." This was Zhou Xiong's father's answer. His words basically represented the attitude of the Zhou family.
"I'll try my best," Wang Yao said.
"I think your father hasn't fully understood what I mean."
In the yard, Wang Yao said to Zhou Xiong.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Xiong was also stunned after hearing this.
"Your uncle's illness cannot be cured in a day or two, and I can't stay here for too long." Wang Yao said very directly.
"Oh, I will tell my father about this." Zhou Xiong said immediately after hearing this.
In the afternoon, Mr. Sang Guzi returned to Cangzhou City not far from here because of some matters.
A visitor came to visit and was waiting in the hospital.
These are the exact words of his disciple.
"What guest?!"
He originally wanted to stay in Zhoujiazhuang for a while, and wanted to have a good chat with the young friend from Qi Province. He had too many magical things about him, which made him older and have seen a lot of things. The old man couldn't help but want to explore it.
In Cangzhou City, there is a very famous Chinese medicine clinic. This medical clinic was originally the place where Dr. Sang practiced medicine. But when he got old, he passed it on to his disciples, not his sons, but his disciples. , because although some of his children also practice medicine, they did not stay in Cangzhou City, but were in other places.