"It's late. I need to go back and rest. My young friend, you should rest early too," Mr. Sang said.
"Okay. Take care."
Wang Yao walked Mr. Sang to the door. There were people arranged by the Zhou family waiting for him. They asked him to get in the car and then left.
The Zhou family arranged a room for Wang Yao in the courtyard. It was not that there were no other places in the village. They were worried that something would happen to Mr. Zhou, who was still in a coma, so they could find Wang Yao in the shortest time possible and ask him for help.
"The conditions here are a bit shabby. Do you want to make do with it for a while?" Zhou Xiong said.
"It's fine. It's quite good."
The room was actually quite cozy. Although it was not as luxurious as some hotel suites, it made people feel at home.
"Then you should rest first."
"Okay."
When Wang Yao went to bed, it was already past three o 'clock at night. It was only two hours before dawn.
Mr. Sang was also sent to a nearby place to rest. They went to bed, but the Zhou family did not.
"On the way back, I asked Mr. Sang. My father's life is temporarily delayed," Zhou Ying said. "But what happens next depends on Dr. Wang."
On the way back from Lianshan County, he did not say much. He was a quiet person who was not good with words. Deep in his heart, he still had some doubts about Wang Yao. There was no other reason other than that Wang Yao was too young. At this age, even if he started learning medical skills when he was a child, how high could he have achieved in his twenties? He did not expect that Wang Yao's performance tonight would be so shocking.
Not to mention bringing the dead back to life, what Wang Yao did was equivalent to snatching people from Wuchang Gui. This was something that even the famous Miracle Doctor Sang could not do.
"Go back and rest. It's been a tiring few days," Zhou Xiong's father finally said.
"I'd better wait a little longer," Zhou Ying said.
"My sister will be here in a while. I'll go rest when she's here."
"Okay, then we'll go to sleep first. Call us if you need anything."
The two brothers' houses were very close to each other, less than a hundred meters away. They could hear each other even if they shouted.
Early in the morning, the sun rose from the east, illuminating the earth.
The full picture of the village was revealed.
There were modern buildings nearby. Most of them were bungalows with courtyards. There were also some two-story villas, but there were very few of them. Looking into the distance, in the northwest corner of the village, there was a building that looked like it had been there for a long time.
Before seven o 'clock, Wang Yao got up. He washed his face and went to the patient's room.
Although he had been driving for five to six hours and had only slept for three hours, he didn't feel tired at all. His physical fitness was several times better than ordinary people, so this bit of fatigue was nothing to him.
When he entered the room, he did not see Zhou Xiong and his son. He did not see Zhou Ying, but he did see a lady in her twenties. She stood by the bed and looked at the old man on the bed. He could not see her face, but she was tall and graceful.
Hearing someone come in, the girl turned around.
Wang Yao's eyes lit up.
The girl was very beautiful. Her facial features were not outstanding individually, but together, they were very harmonious. The more you looked at her, the more beautiful she was. She had a unique heroic spirit.
"Hello, may I ask …" The woman was surprised to see Wang Yao. When did such a stranger come into her house, and directly come in?
"Hello, my name is Wang Yao."
"Wang Yao?" The woman looked very puzzled. Her brother had not told her what had happened last night. She only knew that her father was much better and thought that it was because of Mr. Sang's excellent medical skills. She did not know that her two brothers had traveled thousands of miles to invite a doctor with excellent medical skills to save her father's life last night.
Zhou Ying deliberately kept it a secret and did not tell his sister. Fortunately, at this time, Zhou Ying heard the sound of people coming in from outside, so he introduced Wang Yao. However, he did not say that Wang Yao was a doctor.
"Hello, my name is Zhou Qingyu."
It turns out that Zhou Ying has such a beautiful sister, Wang Yao thought.
Zhou Ying knew the purpose of Wang Yao's visit, so he found an excuse to send his sister away.
"I'm going to see the old man." Wang Yao pointed to the patient lying on the bed.
"Please." Zhou Ying hurriedly moved aside.
Wang Yao sat down and began to check his pulse.
Judging from the pulse, the patient's condition was better than when he had just taken the prolongation pill last night. It should be that the prolongation pill continued to work.
"It's better than last night. The situation is stable." Wang Yao stood up.
"That's good. Thank you." Zhou Ying sighed softly.
While the two of them were talking, Mr. Sang also came in.
"Young friend, you are up early."
"Hello, Mr. Sang." Zhou Xiong hurriedly greeted him.
"Hello," Mr. Sang said with a smile.
"Have you diagnosed him?"
"Yes, it's better than last night," Wang Yao said.
"That's good."
"Can you take a look again?"
"Okay." Sang Guzi did not pretend to be pretentious. He directly sat down and checked the old man's pulse. In addition, he looked at the old man's eyes and tongue.
"This medicine is really amazing!" Mr. Sang exclaimed after a round of examination.
Several kinds of precious wild herbs, plus rare licorice roots. If such a combination was not amazing, wouldn't he be letting the system down?
After confirming that the old man was fine for the time being, the Zhou family invited Wang Yao for breakfast. After breakfast, Wang Yao wanted to go out and have a look. Zhou Xiong accompanied him.
The village was between two mountains. The terrain was lower in the east and higher in the west. As they walked northwest, Wang Yao saw an ancient building. It looked like a family ancestral hall. It was quite old.
"That's the ancestral hall of the Zhou family village."
At this time, Wang Yao found out that the village was called Zhou Village. Nine out of ten families in the village had the surname Zhou. The village had a history of hundreds of years, dating back to the Qing Dynasty.
When the two of them passed by the village, they found a large open space covered by trees. There seemed to be people practicing martial arts in the open space.
"The Zhou family village is very popular with martial artists. In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, there were a few famous martial artists who went abroad," Zhou Xiong explained as they walked.
"Did you disclose the cause of the old man's illness?" Wang Yao said. He wanted to ask this question last night. How could a 70-year-old man have such a strange illness? It was obviously caused by external factors.
"Uncle was plotted against by a villain during a martial arts competition."
"A martial arts competition? Plotted against?!"
Wang Yao was stunned. What era was it now? How could such a thing happen?
"Does it sound unbelievable?" He guessed that Wang Yao would have such a reaction.
"Yes."
"Even in modern times, there are martial arts circles and Jianghu."
Wang Yao thought that words like martial arts circles and Jianghu only existed in movies and novels. He did not expect them to exist in real life.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yao suddenly said, "Isn't it wonderful?"
"Wonderful? What?"
"Martial arts circles and Jianghu?"
Haha. Zhou Xiong laughed.
"It has nothing to do with wonderful things. There are a lot of bloody battles."
"Can you tell me more about it?" Wang Yao said.
"Of course."
Zhou Xiong said as they walked. A modern martial arts circle and Jianghu that were completely different from Wang Yao's imagination appeared in his mind.
The modern martial arts circle and Jianghu were completely different from Wang Yao's imagination. It was another world under the increasingly sound rule of law. There were swords and sabers, gratitude and hatred, and masters of martial arts hiding in the downtown area. There were also unorthodox methods, hidden weapons, and poison.
Ordinary people could not come into contact with these things. In fact, where Jianghu existed, there were grievances, fighting, and death. It was not uncommon for people to be plotted against like Old Master Zhou. It was just that it was covered up by special means.
"Does the country allow you to break the law with martial arts?"
"Yes, but there is a special organization to supervise." Zhou Xiong said, "Practicing martial arts is not just about strengthening the body. Without fighting and competition, how can martial arts learn from the strong points to make up for the weak points? How can you improve?" When he said these words, Zhou Xiong seemed to change into a different person. His body exuded a unique momentum.
"How good can a martial arts master be?"
"How good? Do you mean the attainment of martial arts?" Zhou Xiong said. He could feel that the young man in front of him seemed to have a strong interest in martial arts.
"Yes, breaking stone, crossing water, and turning iron into mud?"
"It's possible for an expert to break open a stele and crack a stone. However, I have never seen someone who can climb a duckweed, cross a river, or turn iron into mud. Of course, there are many experts and my knowledge is limited. Perhaps they really exist," Zhou Xiong said.
While talking, they came to the ancestral hall in the village. It was the oldest building in the whole village. It was also the symbol of the heritage of the village and the testimony of hundreds of years of history.
The ancestral hall was a typical style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The shape was simple, but the details were quite complicated. The carved beams and painted rafters were extraordinary.
"It is very grand," Wang Yao said with a sigh.
It was quite surprising that such a grand ancestral hall could be found in a small mountain village.
"Thank you."
Zhou Xiong also felt honored to be praised by his village.
When they returned home after walking around the village, they saw a magical scene.
Old Master Zhou, who was lying in bed, woke up and regained consciousness. This made the people in the house look at Wang Yao with more strange eyes. There was a mixture of surprise, admiration, and some unknown meaning.
"My young friend is amazing!" Old Master Sang praised with a smile.
"You flatter me."
The Prolongation Pill was indeed powerful, Wang Yao thought.
Old Master Zhou had woken up, but the treatment still had to continue. Wang Yao did not take charge of this matter. Instead, he discussed the methods and countermeasures with Old Master Sang. In the end, the two of them decided to detoxify Old Master Zhou first, then repair the damaged meridians and internal organs. As for the fractures, they could wait.
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