As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunder.
The closed eyes of the old man sitting on the wicker chair suddenly opened.
What is most precious to him now, power, money, those are no longer important. The most important thing is to be able to survive. Not to mention living for two more years, even living for two more months is a luxury.
"A small mountain. A paradise in the cave?"
"The mountain is not high, but it has spirit!"
"What do you want to do, move that mountain to the capital?" the old man asked weakly with a smile.
"Mountains can't be moved, but my people can go." Huang Qifa took a deep breath and said.
"Haha." Guo Sirou's grandfather laughed twice.
"A man's heart never grows old!"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hands and didn't say anything else.
Huang Qifa stood up and slowly left the courtyard with the help of people around him.
"I have lost my mind and am going crazy!" the old man said.
Huang Qifa returned in the car and walked home. Next to him was his student who had been with him for many years. He already regarded him as half a son.
"I am in Baoshan but I don't know." He struggled to say this sentence.
No one understands better than him the importance of the mountain and the formation he saw yesterday. Considering his current situation in his twilight years, if he lives there, he can really live longer. How much depends on the actual situation.
Buzz, the phone vibrated. The student next to him picked it up, looked at it, and then put it in his pocket.
The car arrived at an antique single-family villa.
The middle-aged man got out of the car first, opened the door, and helped the old man get out of the car.
Um!
The old man's body suddenly stiffened involuntarily, and then he staggered. The students beside him hurriedly supported him.
"Who is it?" The old man looked at the student next to him with shocked eyes.
"Teacher, you are too tired and need to rest."
"Well, okay, okay, okay!"
The old man heard several sounds in succession and then his body softened.
The middle-aged man hurriedly took out the emergency medicine he carried with him. The ambulance arrived quickly, but everything was in vain. The person had passed away.
Everything is like smoke blown away by the wind.
Wang Yao didn't know that one of the problems he was worried about was solved in this way. It was the so-called auspicious person and heaven.
"Grandpa, Mr. Huang fell ill on his way home." In the small courtyard, Guo Sirou said to the old man who was lying on a chair to rest.
"Well, I'm old enough to be content." The old man replied.
The old man opened his eyes and looked at his granddaughter sitting next to him, his eyes kind and kind, and then he looked up at the sky.
What a temptation it is to live for two more years. It would be a lie to say that you are not tempted!
The most terrifying thing about being able to reach this position is not the outstanding ability, but the character of the mind.
Even if there are thousands of temptations, cut them off with one knife.
"That Wang Yao is pretty good." The old man suddenly said this.
"Huh?" Guo Sirou was stunned after hearing this, not understanding why her grandfather said this.
The Su family in Beijing.
"Amazing!" Mr. Chen exclaimed.
On the hospital bed, Su Xiaoxue's body was wrapped in gauze, but there was only a thin layer on her arms.
After taking the medicine, more than half of the ulcers on her body began to heal, and the dead skin tissue fell off and was replaced by new tissue.
This is painful rebirth, this is breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly!
The next time I see that young man, what surprises will he bring
On the Nanshan Mountain, the mountain breeze is gentle.
Wang Yao sat in front of the hut, leaning against the wall and staring at the sky in a daze.
If I go to Beijing again, what kind of results can be achieved after the third treatment
The skin tissue of the whole body returns to normal, the toxins in the body are cleansed, and the organs are properly restored, then what
Wang Yao was thinking.
"Should we refine another pill?" Such an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Looking at the dozens of "spiritual herbs" in the medicinal fields.
"Wait a minute." He suppressed this increasingly strong thought.
Three methods of diagnosis, medicine, massage, and acupuncture would be better.
Wang Yaoru thought.
Opening the system panel, the experience bar was more than half over. In addition to completing tasks, he healed patients and prepared medicines, and also gained a lot of experience.
As evening approached, he took back some bamboo baskets near the hut into the house, containing some medicinal materials he had dried to dry.
In order to store Chinese medicinal materials for a long time, most of them need to be processed. Some need to be dried, some need to be fried, and some need to be dried in the shade. Different treatments are carried out according to the properties of the medicine.
Before going down the mountain, Wang Yao received a call from Pan Jun, asking him if he was free tomorrow and wanted to ask him to see a patient, a somewhat strange patient. Wang Yao thought about it and agreed, making an appointment. Good time.
The next day, at around nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Yao arrived at the clinic run by Pan Mei. Pan Jun had been waiting there for a long time, and he still had a case in his hand.
"That was the case with that patient."
"Skin disease?" Wang Yao took it over and looked at it carefully.
"right."
A considerable number of skin diseases are contagious and difficult to treat. This patient's skin disease is somewhat special, like fish scales.
"I've made an appointment and will be there in a minute."
"good."
The two chatted for a while, and then the person Pan Jun mentioned arrived, a man in his thirties, with a medium build and a little thin. Even on this hot day, he was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt, and the cuffs at the bottom were still only buttoned, and his right hand was still wrapped with a bandage.
"Pan Zi, is this the doctor you are talking about?"
This person obviously knew Pan Jun. He was quite surprised when he saw Wang Yao. You must know that he had been treated in more than one hospital for this disease. Even the dermatology prevention and treatment center in the provincial capital did not have a good solution. It was just a reluctant He suppressed it and did not continue to spread. He was about to take time to go to the capital. If Pan Jun hadn't said that he had a doctor with extraordinary medical skills here and asked him to come and take a look, he would not have come at all.
"Yes, you may not think that Doctor Wang is young, but his medical skills are extraordinary. Doctor Wang, this is my classmate Li Ming."
"Hello."
"Hello."
"Look at your illness, right?"
"Okay." Li Ming untied the bandage on his right hand, and then exposed his palm. He saw that the back of his hand was covered with special scales, which were purple-red, like snake scales, and covered half of the back of his hand, which looked a little oozing.
Wang Yao took his pulse and diagnosed him, but this process was done with a piece of cloth instead of direct contact with his skin. After all, Wang Yao was still unable to determine whether his disease was contagious.
"Um?"
After the diagnosis, Wang Yao looked up at the man in front of him.
Why is his illness similar to Wei Hai's
"How are you, Dr. Wang?" Seeing Wang Yao looking a little dazed, Pan Jun asked softly.
"Do you usually eat snake meat?" Wang Yao suddenly asked such a question.
"Yeah." Li Ming was stunned, "How do you know?" Then he said in surprise.
He really likes to eat snake meat and fell in love with the taste from the first time he tried it. However, eating snake meat is still rare in the north, and most restaurants do not provide this kind of delicacy. Therefore, although he likes to eat it, It's not too much, and even his classmate Pan Jun doesn't know about this special hobby. Unexpectedly, this young doctor actually knows about it.
That’s really the case!
Wang Yao smiled and shook his head after hearing this.
What a coincidence, what a coincidence.
Wei Hai was infected with the terrible parasite because he ate raw fish. The man in front of him was also infected with the parasite because he liked to eat snake meat.
The same was true of Wang Yao's diagnosis. There were foreign bodies and poisonous insects in his body.
This can also be understood as God’s punishment for mankind.
All things have animism, and eating should be done in moderation.
"It's a parasite, in the snake's flesh." Wang Yao said.
"Then how to treat it?" Li Ming asked after hearing this.
"I can prepare a medicine for you and see how effective it is after taking it." Wang Yaodao.
"Okay, I'll trouble you then." Li Ming said.
Wang Yao prescribed a medicine, but it lacked a very special medicinal ingredient.
Miasma grass, extremely poisonous insect.
He temporarily replaced it with another medicinal material. The effect depends on taking it.
"Find a room and get medicine." He wrote the prescription and handed it to Pan Jun.
"Okay." Pan Jun took the order and went to get the medicine. The composition of the medicine was very simple, and he got it after a while.
Logically speaking, hospitals in the city, not to mention hospitals in provincial capitals, should be able to detect this disease.
Wang Yao looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him.
"Is it possible that he has something else to hide?"