The next day, Wang Yao finished his practice and was ready to go down the hill.
"San Xian, I'm going down the hill. Unauthorized people are not allowed to enter."
Before leaving, Wang Yao placed the three stones in the only path that could be entered.
A gust of wind blew. When he turned around, the path was gone.
There was no way to enter!
"It's a bit hot today. I'll go to Yao's place and ask for some water!" An old man who herded sheep walked towards the cottage not far away with an iron kettle.
As soon as he walked to the cottage, he felt that the small tree, which was as tall as a person and as wide as two fingers, suddenly shook. It seemed that it was still moving and running. The old man felt dizzy because of the shaking.
"Ouch, my head hurts."
The old man quickly turned his eyes to the side and felt better.
"What's going on? Why is the tree running?"
The old man turned his head slightly. The same thing happened again. Then, he felt dizzy again. He was so scared that he didn't dare to look again. He rested on the spot for a while and turned around to leave.
"There's something wrong with this forest!"
After going down the hill, Wang Yao and Wang Mingbao went to the county town and went to his uncle's house. As soon as they entered the house, they smelled a smell of medicine and a faint stench.
"Uncle, Auntie, the doctor I invited is here."
"Yao, come and sit down." Wang Mingbao's aunt hurried to find Wang Yao.
They had lived in the village for a long time, so they all knew Wang Yao.
"Don't be busy. Can you see my uncle first?"
"Oh, OK."
Although he had doubts in his heart, Wang Mingbao's uncle was very cooperative. His illness was on his back. There were four malignant sores in total. The big ones were the size of a cup, and the small ones were the size of a thumb. The wounds were rotten, oozing pus, and emitting a foul smell.
"Let me check your pulse."
After checking his pulse, Wang Yao determined the cause of the disease. Wang Mingbao's uncle had heat poison in his body, which spread to his back and formed the malignant sores.
"Uncle, what medicine have you taken?"
"They're all in the cabinet."
Wang Mingbao's aunt took them out for him to have a look. There were ointments, tablets, and potions. There were all kinds of Chinese and Western medicine.
"How long have you been sick?"
"It's been almost two months. At first, it was fine and I didn't think much of it. Later on, it became more and more serious."
Less than two months? Wang Yao did a quick count and found that he had used no less than six types of medicine. This should be because the medicine he took did not have any effect and he did not insist on changing the medicine frequently. The more he did this, the harder it was to see the effect. Instead, it would cause adverse stimulation to his body, causing his condition to worsen.
"Don't take these medicines." Wang Yao pointed out a few Western medicines.
In the treatment of malignant sores, some methods and medicines of traditional Chinese medicine were more effective.
"I'll go back and prepare some medicine for you. I'll get Mingbao to bring it over tomorrow."
"Oh, okay."
The couple insisted that the two of them stay for dinner, but Wang Yao refused.
"I remember that Yao majored in biology. When did he learn how to treat patients?"
"It's not just about seeing. I heard that his medical skills are quite good."
"Who did you hear that from?"
"My brother, Mingbao's father."
After Wang Yao and Wang Mingbao left, only the couple was left in the house. Some things that were not suitable to be said just now could be said.
After leaving the house, Wang Mingbao asked, "How's my uncle's illness?"
"He's fine."
This illness was not particularly difficult to treat. It could only be regarded as a common miscellaneous disease. At most, it was a little difficult to treat.
"That's good."
"I'll brew the medicine after I go back. You can come and get it tomorrow."
"Okay."
After returning to the village, Wang Yao was about to go up the hill directly. However, he was called into the house by his mother, who had heard the sound of the car.
As soon as they entered the house, Zhang Xiuying asked, "What did you do on the hill?"
"What's wrong?" This question stunned Wang Yao.
"This morning, your grandfather, Jianguo, came over. He said that when he saw the tree on the hill, he felt dizzy. When he went down the hill, his blood pressure was very high. He was shocked. What happened?"
Oh, after hearing what his mother said, Wang Yao understood what had happened. It must be that after he had activated the illusion, someone had approached him. It happened to be an old man. His health was not good to begin with. After being affected by the illusion caused by the tree, he could not stand it.
"Maybe he's allergic to some of the herbs I planted?" Wang Yao said.
Usually, very few people went to his place. Moreover, he had learned his lesson. When he was on the hill, the illusion was not activated. This time it should be a coincidence.
"Allergic?"
"Yes, I planted a lot of herbs there. Some have a special smell, and some will disperse pollen. It's the easiest time to be allergic to them."
"Will you have any problems there?" As a parent, the first thing they thought of was their child. This was almost an instinctive reaction.
"No, I'm used to it. I won't be allergic," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Oh, that's good."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go up the hill."
"It's already so late. Why don't you go after lunch?"
"OK." Wang Yao looked at his watch. It was almost 11 p.m.
"Your uncle said that he has decided to keep the child, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl," Wang Yao's mother said during lunch.
"Oh, that's right!" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Your grandmother has taken the medicine you gave her. She's much better."
"That's good." Wang Yao smiled.
After lunch, Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill again. When he was going up the hill, he was thinking about the problem just now.
The illusion made people hallucinate. If some people had heart disease or high blood pressure and collapsed outside his herbal field, it would not be good.
Is there a better way?
Wang Yao went up the hill. Just like in the herbal field, he moved the mountain rocks and broke the illusion. Naturally, the illusion disappeared.
Quack, quack.
Woof, woof.
The goshawk and the dog seemed to be talking about something.
Wang Yao went over to take a look and found that the goshawk had gotten a snake from somewhere. It seemed that the goshawk wanted to share it with the dog, but the dog obviously had not eaten such a "rare thing" and did not know how to deal with it.
Woof! Woof! Woof! It barked when it saw Wang Yao coming over. As it barked, it pointed at the dead snake on the ground with its paw.
"Why? Do you want me to roast it for you? You'd better not eat this thing. Let Da Xia eat it himself."
Wait, snake?
Looking at the dead snake on the ground, Wang Yao's eyes lit up.
If there were snakes nearby, people who went up the hill would naturally have scruples. As a result, there would only be fewer people coming.
This was a way, but where could he get a snake? Moreover, the snake had to be as intelligent as the dog and the goshawk. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if people came up and attacked. It was even more difficult to meet these requirements.
"I'll think of other ways."
In fact, because Wang Yao planted a lot of trees near the herbal field and some thorny plants on some trampled paths, almost no people came up the hill. Except for some extremely special reasons, what happened this morning was purely an accident.
After entering the cottage, Wang Yao first recorded the symptoms of Wang Mingbao's uncle, and then wrote down the treatment plan he thought of at the back.
He selected a few herbs according to the ancient prescription, all of which were planted in his herbal field. They had the effect of cooling the blood and removing heat toxins. Finally, he went out and broke a leaf of "licorice roots."
Pear grass: shaped like wormwood, with red flowers, to remove ulcers.
He planted this licorice root earlier and it grew better, but he was not willing to use it all. He only broke two leaves.
A few herbs, a small amount of ancient spring water, heated it slightly, and made a thick juice.
A medicine was ready.
When it was close to evening, Wang Yao was eating at home when he suddenly received a call. It was from Zhou Xiong, who asked if he was at home. He had an urgent matter to visit. After hanging up the phone less than 20 minutes, Zhou Xiong came to his house with another middle-aged man who looked similar to Zhou Xiong. This man was his cousin, Zhou Ying.
The purpose of the visit was to ask Wang Yao to go to Cangzhou to treat a patient.
"Cangzhou?" Wang Yao hesitated.
"Dr. Wang, I beg you. If you go late, I'm afraid my uncle's life will be in danger!" Zhou Xiong seemed to be very anxious.
Cangzhou was not particularly far from Lianshan County. It was more than 300 kilometers away. It would take six to seven hours to drive there.
"It's a matter of life and death. Why don't you go?" Wang Yao's mother was standing next to him. She had seen Zhou Xiong and his son a few times before and had a good impression of them.
"OK, I'll go."
Before leaving, he left the decoction that he decocted for Wang Mingbao's uncle at home and wrote down the method of taking it. Before leaving, he went to Nanshan Hill again to activate the Five Elements Magic Array and told his parents not to go up the mountain. After that, he set off with Zhou Xiong and his brother that night. They had prepared a high-end nanny van for Wang Yao, which was very comfortable.
"Sorry to trouble you." On the way, Zhou Xiong thanked and apologized a lot.
His son's illness had improved thanks to Dr. Wang. He had not repaid this kindness, and now he had to trouble Dr. Wang to go to Cangzhou. In fact, even if Wang Yao refused, they could not do anything.
The reason why Wang Yao agreed was that he felt Zhou Xiong was a person worth making friends with. He was a responsible man.
His elder brother was a man of few words, but he did express his feelings.
"I can treat the illness, but I can't guarantee that it will be cured. In addition, Brother Zhou should know my rules."
"Yes, this matter is only known to me, my father, and my cousin," Zhou Xiong said.
"Well, that's good."
The car drove very fast on the road. It arrived in Cangzhou at about 1 a.m. in Zhou Xiong's hometown, in a village.
It was late at night. In addition to the street lights in the village, only a few houses still had their lights on. The road in the village was very wide. There were cars parked on both sides of the road. The village looked very rich. There were many good cars. The car stopped in front of a courtyard in the village.
"This is my uncle's house. I'll arrange it first. Please wait a moment."
Zhou Xiong went into the house. About 10 minutes later, Zhou Xiong came out with his father.
After seeing Wang Yao, Zhou Xiong's father stepped forward and said, "Dr. Wang, thank you so much!"
"You're welcome. Let's see the patient first."
"Okay, please come with me."
Wang Yao followed them into the courtyard. The courtyard was quite big. There were some flowers and trees. In the corner, there were two wooden dummies and a row of weapons.
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