"Why don't we have dinner together tonight?" Wei Hai invited Wang Yao.
"No, I've made an appointment. Another day."
"Okay."
At Tong Wei's house, her mother and daughter were busy in the kitchen.
"When is Wang Yao coming?"
"He'll be here in a while. He still has something to do," Tong Wei said. "Mom, why did you invite him to dinner?"
"To thank him!" Tong Wei's mother replied, "The decoction he gave me last time was very effective. After I took it, I felt much better. After a while, when I went to the hospital for a check-up, they said that my condition had improved. It must be because of that decoction. Your classmate is really capable!"
"I think Wang Yao is a good young man."
"Mom, your attitude changed quite quickly," said Tong Wei with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
"I remember you didn't like him very much when he came last time."
Tong Wei was telling the truth. When Wang Yao came to give her the decoction, her parents' attitude towards Wang Yao was indeed not very good. Tong Wei wasn't at home at that time, but she could vaguely guess. After all, she was at home when Wang Yao came for the first time. This time, her mother obviously showed her appreciation and recognition of Wang Yao.
"When did I say I didn't like him? Didn't I think you were dating him last time?"
Tong Wei knew it was her mother's excuse. She just smiled and didn't expose it.
After leaving Wei Hai's place, Wang Yao found a place to buy some gifts and went to Tong Wei's house.
"Why did you buy something again when you just bought something in the morning?" Tong Wei's mother laughed.
"Just some fresh fruits."
"Come in and take a seat. Tong Wei, don't be busy. Come out and talk to Wang Yao," Tong Wei's mother shouted at her daughter who was busy in the kitchen.
After a while, a table full of dishes was served. It was very sumptuous. Tong Wei's father even opened a bottle of good wine.
"Drink?"
"I'm driving. Forget it." Wang Yao refused with a smile.
During the meal, Tong Wei's parents were much more talkative than the last time Wang Yao came. They asked Wang Yao some questions. After dinner, they cleared the table and excused themselves to go out for a walk so that Wang Yao and Tong Wei could have some privacy.
"Are you busy tomorrow?"
"Yes, my second aunt and her family are back. They're going to visit my grandma tomorrow. I'll go with them. Do you want to go too?"
"No, I'm going out to visit my aunt and the others tomorrow."
"How about tonight? Come to my house?" Wang Yao said.
"Alright."
"I'll pick you up then."
"Alright."
The two of them watched TV, ate fruits, and chatted. Unknowingly, it was already past nine o 'clock in the evening.
"I'm leaving first. Tell Auntie and Uncle to come back early and rest."
"Okay, be careful on the road. Give me a call when you get home."
"Got it. Go back."
Wang Yao slowly drove away. Tong Wei stood outside until his car could no longer be seen. Then she turned around and went upstairs. She called her parents and told them that Wang Yao had gone back. She asked them to come back early and rest.
After arriving home, Wang Yao parked his car. After informing his parents, he wanted to go back to Nanshan Hill. However, he was stopped by his mother who kept asking him questions.
"How did it go?"
"When will she come home? Let's go to your grandma's tomorrow."
"Mom, she's back and has a lot of things to do. She's going to visit her aunt and other relatives tomorrow," Wang Yao said. "Alright, let's talk about it tomorrow. I still have something to do. I'm going up the hill." After saying that, Wang Yao turned around and went up Nanshan Hill.
"This child, I haven't finished asking him!"
After Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill, he prepared to decoct a few more decoctions for Wei Hai. It was still Deworming Powder with Miasma grass as the main ingredient. However, this time, he decided to change it a little. Wei Hai's illness had begun to improve, but the root of it had not been solved. It could not be solved in one go. He wanted to change the amount of the herbs appropriately to see the effect.
"Whether the poisonous insects in the depths of the internal organs can be exterminated needs to be carefully imagined and observed."
Somewhere in Dao City, in a quiet villa.
A man was tied to the bed. He was thin and his eyes were red. He gritted his teeth and looked like an evil spirit.
There were three men beside the bed. One of them was a middle-aged man with a dignified face. He looked at the young man on the bed with a painful expression. Another one was in his 30s. He stood as straight as a javelin without any expression on his face. The last one was in his 70s. He had white hair and a beard. He looked a little tired.
"Mr. Sun, I'm sorry. I can't help you!"
"Thank you, Mr. Wu," Sun Yunsheng said.
"OK!" The old Mr. Wu sighed. He turned and went downstairs.
"Mr. Wu," the man with facial paralysis next to him said. His voice was a little hoarse and cold.
"Do you think Yunsheng can't be saved?" the old Mr. Wu asked.
"The young master is blessed by God. He will be fine," the old Mr. Wu said.
"Don't say these words," the old Mr. Wu said. "He is already like this. How can he be blessed by God?"
"I heard that there is a Sang Guzi in Cangzhou. He has extraordinary medical skills and is called a miracle doctor. Why don't you ask him to come over and have a look? Also, why don't you go to Beijing?"
"OK, go and ask about Sang Guzi. I will go to Beijing tomorrow."
"OK."
…
In the morning, the sky was a little gloomy.
On Nanshan Hill, there were bursts of air-piercing sounds, as if something had exploded. Looking in the direction of the sound, it was Wang Yao who was practicing boxing. He was practicing air-piercing boxing, which was recorded in the ancient boxing book Zhou Xiong gave him. The meaning of this boxing was to break the air with one punch. This boxing was indeed fierce and domineering. It contained the power of the whole body in one punch.
While Wang Yao was practicing, two people came to the foot of the hill. One was an adult man, and the other was a child. They were Zhou Xiong and his son. They went up the hill along the mountain road.
"Dr. Wang."
"Uncle."
"Come in and have a seat."
Wang Yao invited them into the house. The father and son had greeted Wang Yao before they came today. They only came after confirming that he was here.
"Come, let me take a look at you again."
Wang Yao sat down and checked Zhou Wukang's pulse. From the pulse, his arm didn't get better at all. It was just that his body was slightly better.
"I'll give you a massage again."
With a thought, the Qi in his body also surged and gathered in his hands. Then, Wang Yao followed the meridians in his arm and massaged him according to the method taught by the system. He either pressed or patted. After a while, Zhou Wukang's skinny arm became red, as if it had been hit by a plank.
"How do you feel?"
"Some people feel a little pain," Zhou Wukang answered truthfully.
"Is it very painful?"
"Not very. It's very light."
Wang Yao checked Zhou Wukang's pulse again. This time, he used more strength than last time.
"Come back in a few days," he said to Zhou Xiong.
"Okay."
After the massage, the father and son stayed at Wang Yao's place for a while and chatted.
"Brother Zhou, do you have time?" Wang Yao suddenly asked.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Spar with me," Wang Yao said. He suddenly thought of this matter.
"Okay!" Zhou Xiong agreed without hesitation. He was also a martial artist and liked to compete with others. It was just that for a long time, he had put down this aspect because of his son's illness. However, he still had his Kung Fu. He would not easily reveal it on normal days. Kung Fu was originally meant to kill people, not to perform acrobatics.
The two of them came to an open space on the hill.
"Please."
"Please."
Wang Yao slowly got into a posture. Chen Xiong didn't care so much. He directly punched. The speed was very fast. His punch was like a cannon. He was proficient in Xingyi. His punches were strong and fierce. Moreover, the way he punched was direct. There weren't so many fancy things. Wang Yao met his punch with Tai Chi. He used the technique to dissolve his punch.
The two of them went from slow to fast. At first, Zhou Xiong still had some scruples. After all, although Wang Yao was talented and could be called a monster, he had only practiced boxing for a short time. In particular, he didn't have enough experience in actual combat. He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt his opponent. Therefore, he held back. He only used 60% of his ability. However, after a few moves, he was secretly shocked.
"How did this guy's actual combat ability become so strong?"
The skills of Tai Chi, coupled with his strength that was several times stronger than ordinary people, and his neixi was flowing like water. Wang Yao's punches and kicks had great power. Even though Zhou Xiong had been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, he still could barely block Wang Yao's punches and kicks. He had to show all his skills because in such a situation, if he continued to hold back, he might lose, and lose badly.
Air Splitting Fist!
The style of Wang Yao's boxing suddenly changed. It changed from gentle wind and drizzle to mountain-toppling and earth-shattering.
A punch rushed out.
Zhou Xiong couldn't dodge in time. He had to use both hands to block.
Unexpectedly, this punch was too fierce and domineering. He was directly sent flying and then fell on a tree, making the whole tree rustle.
"Dad!" Zhou Wukang, who was watching from the side, saw the situation and ran up to him.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Wang Yao was also very anxious. He hurriedly went forward to check on him.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Zhou Xiong got up and patted the dust on his body.
"Amazing!" He moved his numb hands. If he hadn't reacted in time and used his hands and body movement to reduce the power of the punch, his arms might have been broken.
"What kind of boxing is this?"
"Air Splitting Fist. You should know it."
"Air Splitting Fist? The boxing recorded in the boxing scripture?" Zhou Xiong was surprised.
"Yes, why? Don't tell me you haven't practiced it before?"
"Of course I've practiced it, but it's not as strong as you!"
He was very clear about the boxing skills in the boxing scripture and firmly remembered them in his mind. He had indeed practiced most of the moves in the scripture. He was quite familiar with some of them. He also knew one of them, the Air Splitting Fist, which emphasized the idea and not the form.
"This is what I learned from the boxing scripture."
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