Wang Yao also has an idea, hoping that in the future he can organize the knowledge he has mastered and the patients he has treated, and publish a medical book, just like Sang Guzi. Because as time goes by, he has fallen in love with the profession of pharmacist and hopes to pass it on and carry it forward.
After sorting this out, it was already past six in the afternoon.
After dinner, he went up the mountain early. Prepare medicinal materials, and at night, brew a medicine for Du Feng to treat heart damage.
"I wonder if this off-and-on ointment can be effective on this kind of disease?" While boiling the medicine, Wang Yao thought of the "off-on-off ointment" he had just made. It should also have certain curative effects on such diseases.
It's late at night and the lights are dim.
That night, Wang Zecheng tossed and turned on the kang, unable to sleep.
"What's wrong?" his wife asked.
"I'm thinking about dad's illness. I think I should take dad to the provincial hospital to have a look." Wang Zecheng said.
"You should go." His wife supported this.
"I'll ask Wang Yao tomorrow."
"ask him?"
"He said he could relieve our dad's pain, but he couldn't cure it."
"There is no cure for this disease."
"His medicine should be prepared. I'll ask him tomorrow." Wang Zecheng said.
In the early morning of the next day, Wang Zecheng came to wait outside the medical center early.
"Why so early?" Wang Yao asked in surprise after coming down from the mountain and seeing him.
"I want to ask, didn't you say last time that it could alleviate my father's pain? Is the medicine cured?" Wang Zecheng said.
"Okay, come in and get it." Wang Yao said.
"Hey, okay." Wang Zecheng followed him into the hospital.
Wang Yao took out the medicine that had been brewed long ago. The white porcelain bottle was still warm because it had been stored in the grid of the system.
"how much?"
"Ten thousand."
"How much!" Wang Zecheng was stunned after hearing this. Wang Yao told him last time that this medicine would be very expensive. He was mentally prepared, but he did not expect it to be so expensive.
"What, is it too expensive?" Wang Yao said calmly.
"To be honest, it's beyond my imagination." Wang Zecheng said.
Most people have this reaction. They are not bosses like Tian Yuantu and Wei Hai. They are worth hundreds of millions, and they have great trust in Wang Yao's medical skills.
To be honest, many people in the village now know that Wang Yao can see doctors, but they only think that he can only treat diseases such as headaches, fever, backache and leg pain. Serious illnesses still require going to the hospital.
"Whether you want it or not, it's your choice," Wang Yaodao said.
His medication is definitely worth every penny.
"Is this possible? I'll give you five thousand first to see how it works?" Wang Zecheng thought for a while and asked.
"This is an exception for a village." Wang Yao said after hearing this, that Wang Zecheng was able to buy it, which in itself surprised him a little.
"Okay, you wait, I'll go get the money." Wang Zecheng left in a hurry and came back about half an hour later.
"Here." He put the five thousand yuan on the table.
"Medicine, how to take it, and dietary taboos." Wang Yao handed him the piece of paper containing the medicine in the porcelain bottle.
"Okay, thank you." Wang Zecheng returned home with the medicine.
He told his wife about this.
"What, five thousand yuan!" The wife was stunned after hearing this.
"This Xiaoyao is too shady. What kind of medicine can be worth five thousand yuan? Isn't this a scam?"
"Don't be impatient, let's try it first, and we can't tell our father about this."
"I know." The wife still pouted after hearing this.
"We are all from the same village. We look up and don't see each other every day. How can we be so embarrassed!" She was still mumbling.
Wang Zecheng came to his father's hut with the still warm medicine. The old man was lying on the kang, his brows furrowed.
In the past few days, the pain was getting worse, and the old man also had a bad premonition, but looking at his son's appearance, he didn't say anything or ask.
"Dad?" Wang Zecheng called softly.
"What's going on?" The old man heard the sound and opened his eyes and looked at his son.
"This is the medicine I got for you, drink some."
"Yeah, okay." The old man said.
"Chinese medicine?" The old man was a little surprised when he looked at the medicinal soup poured out of the white porcelain bottle.
"Yes, Chinese medicine." Wang Zecheng didn't say much.
The old man drank all the medicine in the bowl.
The medicine is slightly bitter, and when I drink it, I only feel warm in my abdomen, and then it quickly spreads throughout my limbs, making me very comfortable.
Huh, the old man let out a long sigh of relief.
"How do you feel, Dad?"
"It's warm and comfortable."
After all, this is still a bowl of medicine, not an elixir, and it cannot have immediate effects.
"Well, if you feel any discomfort, please tell me quickly. Don't hold it in." Wang Zecheng is now worried about whether there will be other side effects of taking the medicine.
"Hey, okay, you go and do your work first. You don't have to stay with me here."
"I'll stay with you for a while."
Wang Zecheng stayed by the kang for a while before going out.
"How's dad?"
"It doesn't seem to be abnormal at the moment, so just listen."
"Um."
The old man was lying on the kang, feeling that the warmth of his body was very comfortable, as if he were soaking in hot water, and the pain in his abdomen was slowly reducing.
Alas, he sighed because he felt comfortable, and then slowly fell asleep.
At noon, lunch was ready. Wang Zecheng went over to ask his father to eat. He walked gently into the house and saw the old man lying quietly on the kang, asleep. The expression on his face was very peaceful, completely different from the past. That frown that comes from pain. He knew from the hospital doctors that this disease would make patients very painful, uncomfortable and difficult to sleep.
"This medicine really works." He stood aside quietly for a while and then quietly withdrew.
"Where's Dad?"
"Dad is asleep. He sleeps soundly. Our county will eat first and leave it for dad." After saying this, Wang Zecheng left a portion of each dish and served it separately, and then the couple started eating.
Thousands of miles away, in the capital.
"How's it going, Mr. Chen?"
"The old man's condition is very stable and getting better. The efficacy of this medicine is indeed extraordinary." The old man sighed.
"That's good." Wu Tongrong said after hearing this.
After the Spring Festival, his younger brother made a special trip to Lianshan County and asked for this medicine. The medicine was very effective. Now the old man can get out of bed and walk around, which made the whole family very happy.
"When will he come again?"
"I don't know, I just said I would come back after the holidays." Wu Tongrong said.
"Just agree to come," said Mr. Chen.
After leaving Wu's house, he went to his old friend's home. The old man is playing with the birds at home.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so relaxing!"
"Hey, you stinky chess basket, did you just come out of the Wu family?"
"Okay, the information is quite good."
"You called me too," Li Shengrong said.
"Yeah?"
"Come on, let's kill a plate."
"Hey, what's going on today? You're quite proactive!"
The two old men started fighting in the small courtyard.
"The results of the drug test are out."
"You didn't analyze it, did you?" Chen Zhou preached.
"Not really. Only a few have been analyzed, but the main active drugs cannot be analyzed," the old man said.
"Kill the car!"
"Pegasus."
The two old men were talking and their hands were not idle.
"Drink tea." Li Shengrong's wife brought the tea.
"Thank you." Chen Zhouchuan stood up quickly and took the tea cup.
"Gongpawn!"
"Dumbo."
"I told you before, but you just didn't listen."
"If this can be analyzed, a major breakthrough may be made in the treatment of this disease, which will benefit future generations!"
"Come on, why are you pretending to be righteous in front of me, Ling Ran? You publish everything you know and let people in the industry learn for free. That is also something that will benefit future generations. Just do it!" The old man said in a mocking tone. .
"How can that be done? The sect has rules."
"Tch!" The old man waved his hand disdainfully.
"Why!"
"General!"
"Well, when did your horse come here?"
"Just when you were pretending just now." Old Chen said. "Oh, I realize that you are becoming more and more shameless. Don't call me any more!"
The old man got up and left without moving his head.
"Hey, wait a minute." He stood up and grabbed his old friend's sleeve, but was thrown away by him.
"An old man who is over seventy years old actually plans to have a younger generation later. Li Shengrong, how come I didn't notice you like this before!"
The old man left angrily, leaving only the fatter old man standing at the door.
Foolishly.