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Home > Martial Arts > Elixir Supplier > Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Words:2712Update:22/06/20 03:19:20

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When he returned home, it was almost evening. Today, except for this annoying matter, he did not do anything else.

After returning home, his mother asked with concern, "How is it? Is your Grandpa Jianrong okay?"

"Mom, how did you know?" Wang Yao was slightly surprised. He did not tell his family this morning. He only said that he had something to do.

"I heard it from the villagers." Zhang Xiuying said. The village was like this. A small matter would spread quickly, let alone such a big matter.

On the one hand, Wang Fenghua's family had a good reputation in the village. On the other hand, the family named Wang Jianrong, or more accurately, his son, had a bad reputation in the village. They were almost rascals. Therefore, when someone heard about this matter, they went to Wang Yao's home and told his mother.

"It's okay. He had a check-up today and did not find any problems. He has been admitted to the hospital," Wang Yao said.

"Since there is no problem, why is he still in the hospital?" Zhang Xiuying was surprised.

"They are worried. They want to stay in the hospital for observation," Wang Yao said.

"How long will he stay in the hospital?"

"I don't know. If they want to stay, let them stay!" Wang Yao said.

"Can you take me and your dad to have a look tomorrow?"

"There is no need to go." Wang Yao said. He was quite disgusted with that family now. If his parents went, it would make them feel that they were in the right. They would be arrogant and would definitely make his parents angry.

Zhang Xiuying did not speak. She lowered her head and thought.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about this. I will deal with it. Don't worry about what they say," Wang Yao said.

After dinner, Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill again. San Xian ran to greet him from afar, wagging his tail happily.

"You caused me a lot of trouble today. Do you know?"

Woof, woof, woof.

"Why did you bite the cow?"

San Xian turned his head and seemed to be thinking about the meaning of Wang Yao's question.

"That cow!" Wang Yao pointed at the place where the accident happened during the day.

"Woof!" San Xian seemed to understand Wang Yao's words. He turned around and ran in the direction of yesterday's incident. He motioned for his owner to follow him. Wang Yao followed him. He knew that the dog he had raised was now quite intelligent. It would not do such aggressive behavior for no reason. Something must have happened that he did not know about.

San Xian stood under a tree in his heart, raised his head and barked. Wang Yao then discovered that the leaves of this tree, which was not too tall, had been gnawed on. It was probably during the day that the cow had inadvertently come here and gnawed on the leaves of the tree. As a result, it was discovered by San Xian, which led to the subsequent events.

"Well, well done!" Wang Yao pondered for a moment, then gently stroked San Xian's head to show his appreciation.

Wang Yao already knew the cause of the incident. He also had an idea in his heart. He then turned back to the hut, took out a folding stool, and held a cup of tea. He sat outside the hut and looked up at the sky. San Xian lay quietly beside him, also looking up at the sky.

After sitting outside for a while, Wang Yao got up and prepared to enter the hut. Before entering the hut, he first greeted his two old friends.

"Good night, San Xian. Good night, Da Xia."

After a while, the soft chanting of scriptures came out of the hut. In the night, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious rhythm hidden in it.

The next day, when the sky was still dark, Wang Yao got up and began a busy day. He first watered the licorice roots in the herbal field, then walked around the newly planted trees. After that, he went straight up the hill. However, this time, he was no longer alone. There was a dog beside him.

On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao was sitting cross-legged on the protruding rock. San Xian was lying quietly not far away. He turned his head to look at his master. In fact, this was not the dog's first time here.

Wang Yao closed his eyes and concentrated. The Qi in his body flowed like a stream. His body was as still as a pine tree, slightly undulating.

From time to time, the mountain wind blew, making the leaves on the mountain rustle.

Not long after the sun in the sky jumped in the sky, Wang Yao opened his eyes and ended a day of practice.

"Almost." He sighed softly.

Then he went down the hill. Today, he was going to the county town again to see Zhou Xiong's son and buy two herbs to decoct the medicine for Wang Mingbao's father.

In the county hospital in Lianshan County.

The old man who was hospitalized yesterday was being examined with the help of his children.

They had just finished an MRI, focusing on the head. There was no problem found. Now, they were waiting in line to do a color ultrasound. In this way, this set of examinations was completed. So far, the old man's body was normal, except that his blood pressure and blood lipids were a little high.

"After the examination, let's leave the hospital," the old man said.

He could feel that although he was pulled down by the struggling ox, it was just a fall. It was not a big deal. They were all from the same village. He did not want to make things too tense. His children had gone too far. Besides, who would be hospitalized for no reason? This was not a lucky thing. The old man was old and superstitious.

"I know, Dad, let's leave the hospital after the examination," his son said. "This matter can't just end like this."

"What else do you want?"

"You hurt people. You have to give some compensation," the middle-aged man said.

"Compensation? What compensation? We've already done a full check and spent a few thousand yuan. What's there to compensate?" The old man was a little unhappy.

"Dad, don't worry about this matter. Listen to me!" The middle-aged man's tone was very tough.

"I'll call him. This person is still in the hospital. He hasn't come. What's the meaning of this?" As he spoke, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

In the mountain village, Wang Yao was about to go down the hill. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello, Yao, I'm your uncle. Why don't you come to the hospital?" The voice that annoyed him came from the phone.

"What's the matter? I have enough money!" Wang Yao's tone was very cold.

"Yes, but …"

Wang Yao hung up the phone before the person on the other end of the phone could finish. He did not want to say a word to such a person.

Beep, beep, beep.

"That's strange. What does that mean? Don't you know how to be polite?" The middle-aged man listened to the busy tone from the phone. He was a little angry and wanted to call again.

"Call again later. It's our dad's turn." The woman next to him heard the call. It happened to be their turn.

The two of them accompanied the old man into the color ultrasound room. The doctor looked at the list. The examination was very detailed. It took more than 10 minutes.

When they showed the doctor the color ultrasound to him, the doctor frowned slightly.

"There's another examination tomorrow. Your father has a tumor in his abdomen."

"What?" The middle-aged man and woman were stunned.

"Is it serious?"

"It's hard to say. He needs to be examined again. It's best to do a pathological section. Don't rush to leave the hospital," the doctor said.

After the brother and sister went out, they told the old man about the situation. They did not mention the illness because they were afraid that the old man would be worried. They only said that the doctor asked him to stay for two more days for observation.

"Stay? I feel good!" The old man was a little unhappy.

"Just stay. You don't have to pay." The middle-aged man's tone became harsh again.

Hearing his son's tone, the old man did not speak. He sat on the bed and sulked.

The middle-aged man went out to ask the doctor again. The doctor said that there happened to be a relevant specialist in the city coming to see the patient the next day. At that time, he could invite the specialist to see the patient, but he would have to pay extra.

"We'll pay. Please arrange it for us," the middle-aged man replied. Anyway, it was not his family's money. The doctor listened and said that he would arrange it.

Wang Yao drove into Lianshan County and arrived at the rented house of Zhou Xiong and his son.

When he saw Zhou Wukang again, the child's complexion had improved a lot. His face was ruddy and shiny. His voice was much clearer. His eyes were bright. The bags under his eyes had become lighter. He was a lot more cheerful and was willing to talk.

The diagnosis was also very good. The child's body improved very quickly. After all, at this age, once the symptoms were suppressed or eliminated, the original vitality of the youth burst out. It would have a good effect.

"Let me take a look at your arm."

This was the first time that Wang Yao had seen his arm in a month of treatment.

It was very thin, very thin, and dry like firewood. The skin was also wrinkled and dull. It was like a piece of dead wood.

Starting from the left hand, one arm extended to the shoulder.

Wang Yao gently and carefully checked. While he was checking, he gently pressed or pinched. At the same time, he asked Zhou Wukang how he felt.

If the meridians in the human body were compared to the complex water system, which played the role of transporting various nutrients and other substances for the human body, then the river in the left arm of the child in front of Wang Yao had been silted up. The river channel was blocked by sand. The water flow could not smoothly pass through. Naturally, it could not play the role of transport. Most of the water flow could not be unblocked and directly blocked. A small part could still play a role, but it was also in a state of semi-silted up state.

After checking Wang Yao, Zhou Xiong asked softly, "How is it, Dr. Wang?"

"I'll try my best." Wang Yao was not completely sure about this disease. He could only say that he would try.

After staying with Zhou Xiong for a while, Wang Yao left. He then went to the county hospital to see the old man. He came at the right time. There was no one else in the ward except for him.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Much better." After seeing Wang Yao, the old man was slightly embarrassed.

Since the incident yesterday, the young man in the village had done a good job. He sent him to the hospital as soon as possible and did all the examinations. He did not spend a penny, which made him feel embarrassed.

"That's good. What did the doctor say?" Wang Yao's attitude towards the old man was much better.

"The doctor said to let you stay for two more days."

"Okay, then stay for two more days."

Wang Yao did not stay in the ward for long. After he came out, he went to the doctor's office and asked about the old man's condition.

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