Wang Yao didn't stay at Su's house for too long, because Su Xiaoxue's condition had completely recovered, and she seemed to really want to leave this home and go see the outside world. She seemed to be interested in the mountain village where he was and the village he opened. The medical clinic was particularly interested. But the problem is that Wang Yao has not thought about this problem for the time being.
"Sir, you promised me." These were Su Xiaoxue's original words.
I agreed, but I didn’t say a specific time.
"Ms. Su, do you go out a lot lately?" Wang Yao asked Chen Yingdao after coming out of Su's house.
"Yes, she does go out often." Chen Ying said with a smile, "It seems to be a way to make up for the fact that she has been tortured by illness in the past few years and stayed in bed. She has visited almost all the interesting places near Beijing and Tianjin. "Chen Yingdao, during this period of time, she has accompanied the princess of the Su family to many places.
"It's understandable." Wang Yao said after hearing this.
If it were him, he would lie in bed for several years. Once he recovered, he would wander around the world instead of staying in the house and lamenting the changes in life and God's love.
"She really wants to visit Mr.
"Let it go." Wang Yao said.
Now that I have come, met her, cured her illness, left an inner breath in her body, and taught her a scripture, this can be regarded as fate.
If she wants to go, she can.
That afternoon, Chen Zhou was picked up from the treatment center by Chen Ying. At this time, he was still conscious. Wang Yao's medicine can guarantee that he will be awake for a month. Chen Ying firmly believes in this.
"Thank you, sir." Chen Zhou said very respectfully. He was able to recover to what he is today all because of the young man in front of him.
"Thank you sister well." Wang Yao said.
"I won't stay here tonight and will go out for a walk."
"How can that be done?" Chen Ying asked after hearing this.
"Yeah, I can just go out and live."
"It's okay, it's a nice night today, I just want to walk around." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.
The capital is very large and there are many places to live.
Wang Yao didn't even have dinner in the courtyard. He went out alone and wandered around.
The night in Beijing is more colorful than the day.
Wang Yao walked around aimlessly and wandered around. He felt that it was getting late, so he found a hotel to stay. Just like that, the night passed.
The next morning,
"What, not here?" Early in the morning, Chen Zhouchuan, who heard that Wang Yao had come to the capital, came to the small courtyard of the Su family.
"Yes, Mr. Chen." Chen Ying said.
"Then where did he go?"
"I'm not sure about this. When he left last night, he said he wanted to walk around and see the night view of the capital." Chen Ying said truthfully.
"What's good to see in the capital city at night?" the old man asked after hearing this.
"Huh?" He saw the boy with bright eyes in the yard.
"Your brother?"
"yes."
"Is he cured?" the old man said. He knew about this young man's illness, but he had not personally diagnosed or treated it because Chen Ying had not come to see him. He was quite reserved and felt that he could not lower his status by asking for it. Treat a junior.
"My husband has already diagnosed and treated him, and there will be no problems within a month." Chen Ying said.
"That's good, that's good."
"Do you always have trouble with sir?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The old man waved his hands after hearing this, "I just heard that he was here and wanted to have a chat with him. You two siblings can have a good time together, so I won't disturb him."
"You walk slowly."
"Go back." Chen Zhouchuan smiled, waved his hand, and left.
"Sister, who is this old man?" Chen Zhou asked after he walked away.
"A Chinese doctor."
"Chinese doctors are very powerful, aren't they?"
"Of course, a master in the Red Wall." Chen Ying said, "I also wanted to ask him to treat you, but I didn't ask."
"It's hard for you." Chen Zhou said.
Although he has been in the hospital in the past few years, he has been constantly receiving knowledge and learning things during his waking hours. He roughly knows what kind of identity the old man his sister mentioned is like. Over the years, my sister has worried about herself a lot.
"Sister, thank you." He said very sincerely.
"Silly boy, tell me what to do with this. As long as you are good, I can do anything." Chen Ying smiled, with tears in her eyes.
Wu family,
"Continue taking the medicine." Wang Yao said.
"good."
After taking the medicine, Wang Yao injected the old man again. It's still the same meridians and acupuncture points as last time, and they still have the same function.
Refill oil, add firewood, mend leaks,
This is what Wang Yao is doing now.
However, he is not a god, and he is currently unable to brew a drug that can truly treat this terminal disease. Moreover, the old man is already old. This is the biggest problem. People themselves are like a piece of firewood, burning. After all, there will be a cure. The day he burns out, this is birth, old age, sickness and death. This is the law of nature. If he were younger and the origin of his body was thicker, he could choose to use more powerful drugs, and perhaps the effect would be better, but it cannot be done now. It can only be treated with gentle methods, otherwise the condition may take a turn for the worse.
How long he can persist depends on Wang Yao and the old man. It depends on how long he wants to live, that is, how strong the so-called willpower to survive is.
After the treatment, Wang Yao and Wu Tongxing left after saying a few words.
Cough cough cough, the old man lying on the hospital bed suddenly started coughing.
The health care doctor waiting aside immediately became busy, and soon the old man calmed down.
"Tongxing."
"dad."
"Where's your brother?"
"Not back yet."
"When he comes back, let him come to see me. I have something to tell you."
"Hey, would you like to take a rest first?" Wu Tongxing said.
Well, the old man responded after hearing this. He lay on the bed without closing his eyes. He could feel that his days were numbered. If it weren't for this young man, he might have gone to another world long ago. That would be fine. , you can see your wife, old leader, and past friends, instead of living like this now, suffering. Before that, he still had something to explain to his children, but he was still a little uneasy.
After coming out of Wu's house, Wang Yao went directly to the Temple of Heaven after having lunch. Yesterday, he came here once.
This was the place where sacrifices were held during the Ming and Qing dynasties.
In the afternoon, there were still many guests.
Wang Yao stood here quietly for a while.
Yesterday, he had felt that the energy here was different from other places, a mysterious feeling that was difficult to explain.
Maybe it was because he stood in one place for a long time, or maybe he behaved too differently from the tourists around him, so many people noticed him.
"Hey, look, what are you doing there?"
"Come on, this is a place to worship heaven!"
"Oh, I saw such a person last time, what a result!"
"how is everything?"
"Sent directly to the hospital."
"Just pull it off."
Wang Yao slowly opened his eyes and looked around. The presence of these people made him unable to do some things.
"Unfortunately, there are too many people."
Then he left.
"gone?"
"Enlightened!"
After leaving the Temple of Heaven, he came to the Temple of Earth.
The same mysterious feeling, but slightly different from the time at the Temple of Heaven. There were fewer people here. Wang Yao also stood in the same place with his eyes closed for a while, and then left.
The sky gradually darkened.
An old shop, a few side dishes, a simple meal.
Under the night, the capital is even more prosperous.
The Temple of Heaven has long been closed, and now it stands there quietly, like an old man who has experienced the baptism of thousands of years, a little twilight.
Suddenly, a person came here.
Standing quietly under the night sky.
This person is naturally Wang Yao.
At this time, there was no one except the people on patrol.
Wang Yao stood there quietly, feeling the energy between heaven and earth.
Wow, a gust of wind blew up.
Hiss, whoosh,
Click,
A light illuminated the person, and then a night watchman came.
"Hey, that's weird. I saw a figure here just now." He was holding a hand lamp in one hand and an electric baton in the other, and his body was shaking slightly.
He did indeed see a person standing on the altar just now. When he got closer, he did not find anyone.
"This is hell!"
ghost!
At the mention of this word, he trembled all over. Where is this place? The royal palace of the Ming and Qing dynasties. This is a place for worshiping heaven, and it can also be understood as a place for communicating with ghosts and gods!