After returning to Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao recorded the results of the diagnosis in his notebook. At the same time, he wrote down the preliminary treatment plan that he had thought of. He was thinking while writing.
How to treat, what kind of herbs to use, and how to mix them. He didn't stop to rest until 4 p.m.
When it was close to evening, he walked around Nanshan Hill again.
The trees that had been planted a while ago were growing very well. The leaves had already sprouted. It was a piece of tender green. The entire mountain seemed to have gained a bit of vitality and greenery.
Chirp, chirp, chirp. A few birds flew over from a distance.
Caw, a chirp in the sky scared the birds away quickly. Since the goshawk came to the mountain, there were basically no birds here.
Wang Yao went down from the top of the mountain after practicing his boxing for a while. He found that San Xian was carefully sniffing something in the herbal field. Ever since he had planted the herbs, the intelligent dog had been very careful when entering the herbal field. He was afraid that he would step on the herbs.
"San Xian, did you find any pests?"
San Xian turned around and looked at Wang Yao after hearing what he said, then shook his head.
"It's good that you didn't find any."
Maybe it had something to do with them? Wang Yao looked at the Miasma grass that had just sprouted from the ground. The leaves were dark green, but they were very hard and straight, like small swords.
"San Xian, what does this herb smell like?" Wang Yao smiled and pointed to the Miasma grass that had just sprouted.
"Hey, what do you mean by that look?"
Wang Yao smiled and bent down. He sniffed carefully. He didn't smell anything particularly unpleasant. Instead, there was a faint fragrance.
"It smells good. Isn't there a fragrance?"
"Poop-picker, are you stupid?" The dog's eyes should have revealed that meaning.
In the evening, Wang Yao went home for dinner and found two gifts on the table. They were cigarettes and wine.
"Who's here?"
"Your Uncle Fenglong. He said he came to thank you," Zhang Xiuying said.
"Just come. You don't have to bring gifts. They are from relatives and friends."
"I didn't accept them. He was unhappy. He said it was thanks to you that the child suffered less."
"Still hospitalized?"
"He's already back. It's fine. He even came over with his father just now. He's bouncing around. He's quite likable."
"It's good that you're okay."
Dinner was served on the table, but Wang Fenghua was still nowhere to be seen.
"Where did my dad go?"
"I went out for a stroll. I should be back soon."
While they were talking, Wang Yao's father slowly came back from outside.
"Let's eat."
During the meal, Wang Fenghua said something. The village's brigade house had been rented out and they were preparing to set up a processing factory.
"Do you know what to process?" Wang Yao had known about this for a long time, but he didn't know the specifics. Even Wang Mingbao didn't know about this yet, which made Wang Yao a little surprised. After all, his father's identity was there. No one would believe that the mayor of a town didn't know about the content of the new project in town. It could only be explained that his father was too busy with work and didn't have time to take care of this small matter.
"It seems to be mechanical processing. Today, I'm just looking for someone to clean up the few houses."
"Mechanical processing? Why did you come to this ravine?"
The next morning, several trucks drove into the mountain village, followed by forklifts and cranes. A set of processing equipment was unloaded from the trucks and transported to the idle brigade.
"What's this?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's a small processing factory?"
"Is it hiring?"
The villagers gathered outside the brigade house and talked about it.
On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao received an unexpected phone call. It was the doctor from the emergency room in the county hospital, Pan Jun, whom he had met a few days ago. Pan Jun's reason for calling him surprised him. He had encountered a relatively special patient and asked if he could see him. He would pay him a house call fee. The location was not the county hospital but an outpatient clinic.
A doctor from the county hospital invited him to see a patient?
Wang Yao thought about it and agreed. He made an appointment with Pan Jun the next morning.
In the village, the people in the brigade house, which was rented by an unknown foreign processing company, were still busy. More and more equipment was transported in. They connected power lines and laid pipes. They were busy until late at night.
At about 9 a.m. the next morning, Wang Yao arrived at the outpatient clinic that he had made an appointment with Pan Jun in advance. The outpatient clinic was located in a few residential areas. It had a very popular name, Renhe Outpatient Clinic.
Pan Jun had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Wang Yao get out of the car, he was slightly surprised.
"This car isn't cheap!" He thought to himself.
"Hello."
"Hello, Dr. Pan," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Please come in." He invited Wang Yao into the clinic.
The clinic was divided into two floors. The first floor was used to collect medicine, and there were several separate partitions. There were doctors in each partition. Many people came to see the patients. Wang Yao found that most of the doctors who came to see the patients were old doctors. They should have been hired after retirement.
Pan Jun invited Wang Yao into a separate reception room. There was no one inside.
"Please sit down," Pan Jun said as he made tea for him. "Have some tea."
"Thank you."
"Wait for a moment. The patient will be here soon," Pan Jun said.
"No hurry."
"This clinic is opened by a friend of mine. If I have time, I will come back to help." Before Wang Yao asked, Pan Jun took the initiative to introduce him.
In fact, the reason why he invited Wang Yao to come was that he had heard the unfamiliar word "pharmacist." After he went home, he flipped through the medical books and knew that the ancient pharmacists were not ordinary. In addition, Wang Yao had inadvertently shown his ability that day. He became curious about Wang Yao. Coincidentally, he met an old patient in the clinic. The patient's illness was a bit strange. He had been to the hospital, but the results were not very good. He came with an attitude of trying his luck. However, some of the retired doctors did not have a good solution. He suddenly thought of Wang Yao, so he invited him to come.
If Wang Yao could cure him, it would be best. If he could not, it did not matter. He did not lose anything here.
"Dr. Pan, they are here."
After waiting for less than 10 minutes, a young nurse knocked on the door and came in.
"Dr. Pan, they are here."
"Okay. Dr. Wang, please come with me."
Pan Jun took him to a separate office. There were tables, chairs, a computer, a stethoscope, and so on.
"Why don't we treat him here?"
"Okay, I'll give it a try," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll invite him in."
After a while, Pan Jun came in with an old man who looked to be in his 70s. His back was slightly hunched. His hair and beard were white, and he did not look very good. Accompanying the old man was a middle-aged woman who was dressed very westernly.
"Dr. Pan, is this the doctor?!" After seeing Wang Yao's young and handsome face, the middle-aged woman was stunned for a while. She turned to ask Pan Jun, who was beside her. She was obviously a little angry.
What kind of illness can such a young doctor treat?! she thought to herself.
"Although Dr. Wang is young, his medical skills are extraordinary. Why don't you let him take a look at Auntie?" Pan Jun said. In fact, he did not have much confidence in his words. After all, he did not know how good Wang Yao was.
"Shall we take a look, Mom?" the middle-aged woman asked her mother softly.
"Okay, since you're here, let's take a look." The old woman smiled and sat down.
"I'll take your pulse." As soon as Wang Yao said that, the mother and daughter were stunned again.
"Take my pulse? You?" the middle-aged woman asked directly. From her expression, it was clear that she did not believe him.
After all, Wang Yao was so young. To some extent, Chinese medicine practitioners were more popular the older they were. It was common for an old Chinese medicine practitioner to treat patients in his 70s. It was rare for a young man in his 20s to take a pulse and treat a patient.
"Yes," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
"Okay." The old woman stretched out her hand. It was a little dry.
Wang Yao touched her hand.
"Headache and insomnia?" he asked softly.
"Yes," the old woman said.
"Gastrointestinal discomfort and vomiting easily when eating?"
"Yes, it's been particularly bad these few days."
"Okay," Wang Yao said with a smile. "Your illness is not serious. I'll prescribe you some medicine."
"Really?" The old woman just smiled.
"No need, Mom. Let's go." The middle-aged woman's face was full of unhappiness. Today's trip was a waste. Although it was very close, she was in a bad mood. She felt that Pan Jun was lying to her.
Pan Jun's face was also not good. He did not expect this result. He was very disappointed. After all, he invited Pan Jun himself. He could only swallow the bitterness in his stomach.
"Dr. Pan, can I trouble you to ask the woman to come over alone? I have something to tell her just now," Wang Yao said to Pan Jun as if he did not see the embarrassed expression on Pan Jun's face.
"Okay." After Pan Jun went out, he found that the woman had helped his mother to the door of the clinic. He hurriedly walked a few steps and stopped them.
"Sister Guo, please wait for a moment. I have something to talk to you about in private," Pan Jun said.
"What is it?"
"You see, let Auntie sit and wait for a moment. We'll talk over there."
"Okay, Mom. Please sit here and wait for me." The middle-aged woman walked to the side with Pan Jun.
"What is it?"
"Dr. Wang wants to talk to you alone," said Wang Yao.
"Him? Forget it. " The middle-aged woman frowned slightly. She had a contemptuous look on her face. "He's so young. He's deliberately mystifying by taking people's pulse."
"Dr. Pan, why did you invite such a person? Don't tell me you were fooled by him?" the woman surnamed Guo asked.
"Haha." Pan Jun just laughed awkwardly. "I'm sorry to have made you and Auntie come here for nothing."
"It's okay. Anyway, it's not very far from here. Just take it as a walk. Let's go."
"Oh, okay." Pan Jun sent the mother and daughter out and returned to Wang Yao's room.
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