Since he had the ability to make friends with rich and powerful people, the cigarettes, wine, and tea at home had never stopped. He only had tea. As for the cigarettes and wine, he naturally had to show filial piety to his grandfather.
"Yao, I have something to ask you," Zhang Xiufang said after dinner while cleaning up the table.
"What is it? Go ahead."
"Your uncle called me this afternoon. He wants you to treat someone."
"Who?" Wang Yao asked.
"A vice president of his company. His surname is Yuan."
"I'm not going," Wang Yao refused without hesitation.
"Have you forgotten what happened with my Third Uncle?" Wang Yao smiled and said, "If it's my aunt's family, I can go and see them. But I can't go with those people."
Colleagues in the company and friends at the table could not keep their mouths shut.
The last time his Third Uncle brought Mr. Zhang to see a doctor was still fresh in his memory. He did not want to experience the same thing twice.
"Forget it." Hearing her son's words, Zhang Xiuying was also a little worried. She decided to tell her uncle directly.
Wang Fenghua did not say anything. He did not want his son to take on this matter, but it was not appropriate for him to express his opinion.
After dinner, before 8 o 'clock, Wang Yao was preparing to go up the mountain. Wang Mingbao came to the house.
"Hey, why are you back?" Wang Yao made a pot of tea.
"I came to see my grandpa and grandma and stayed here for the night." His family's old house was still there. His grandpa and grandma helped to clean up when they were free. Wang Mingbao came back once every one or two weeks.
"What's the matter?" Wang Yao looked at Wang Mingbao's sullen face and asked.
"Well, my grandfather arranged a marriage for me," Wang Mingbao said.
"Is that a good thing?" Wang Yao smiled and asked.
"Good my ass!" Wang Mingbao took a sip of tea. "I've seen that woman. I don't like her."
"If you don't like it, do you reject it directly?"
"My dad's comrade. He's probably embarrassed." Wang Mingbao lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs.
"You mentioned this before?"
"I think I've mentioned it before."
"I guess it only became clear after uncle mentioned the mayor, right?" Wang Yao said with a smile. "That girl's father is not an ordinary person, right?"
"I think he's the chief of some bureau."
They were well-matched in social status.
Wang Yao thought of this word.
"What's her impression of you?"
"It's alright," Wang Mingbao said after thinking for a while.
Wang Mingbao was tall and strong, and he looked masculine. This was very popular with some girls. Besides, his family background was good, and he also had his own business. It was estimated that all the girls would like him, unless there was something wrong with their heads.
"Isn't that simple? As long as that girl doesn't like you, it's fine."
"How can I make her not like me?" Wang Mingbao's eyes lit up after hearing that.
"Do you still need me to teach you this? It stands to reason that you should be more experienced than me. Besides, marriage is a matter of life. You can talk to uncle directly," Wang Yao said.
Matchmaker's words and parents' orders? How many years ago was that?
"Okay, I'll just chat with you. I feel much better. Let's go."
"Let's go together. I'll go up the mountain too."
The two of them went out of the house together.
When they were about to separate, Wang Mingbao stopped and looked up at the dark mountain field.
"Are you really not afraid of going up the mountain alone?" This was not the first time he had asked this question.
"What's there to be afraid of? In fact, the night scene in the mountain is very beautiful!" Wang Yao said.
"It's beautiful?" Wang Mingbao heard that.
"The starry sky is high and far away." Wang Yao raised his finger and pointed to the sky. "The mountain is quiet and the breeze is gentle." Ping pointed to the mountain forest.
"Which part is not beautiful?"
"Beautiful my ass!" Wang Mingbao laughed after hearing that. He really admired his buddy. How could this be considered beautiful?
"Let's go."
"Slow down."
Wang Mingbao turned into an alley and went back to his old house to rest. Wang Yao walked along the main road in the middle of the village to the south of the mountain village. The hardened cement road was replaced by sand. As he continued to move forward, the mountain road began to curve. Looking back, the mountain village behind him was dotted with lights. He could also hear the voices of almost all the people nearby.
Wang Yao's body suddenly sped up. Sand and dust flew up from the ground.
The wind whispered in his ear.
The winding mountain road was like walking on flat ground. In the dark night, he could see things as if it was daytime.
His body was like flying. Even on the way up the mountain, he did not slow down at all. In a moment, he arrived at the cottage on Nanshan Hill.
San Xian heard the sound and came out of the kennel early to wait outside.
"Hello, San Xian."
The light in the cottage was turned on. The dark mountain was a little yellow.
The sound of chanting rang out. In the silent night, it drifted far away with the breeze.
The next morning, the sky was clear.
Wang Yao, who had finished practicing, made a simple breakfast. After eating, he began to decoct the Blood Deblocking powder.
The ancient spring water, multifunctional pot for herbs, firewood, and herbs were all ready.
The fire was lit. When the firewood burned, it made a crackling sound.
A section of Polygonum Vine, dark as iron, was very tough.
It was put in the water and boiled for a long time.
The spring water gurgled and boiled.
Wang Yao was not in a hurry. From time to time, he added some firewood and observed the changes of the medicinal soup.
As time went by, the Polygonum Vine began to change. It slowly became soft and its color became lighter. The efficacy was gradually integrated into the medicinal soup. The color of the medicinal soup also changed. It became the color of coffee.
He added more firewood to keep the medicinal soup boiling.
"This Polygonum Vine is as tough as iron. Therefore, it was added first."
It seemed that the fire was almost ready. Wang Yao took the other herbs.
Ephedra, angelica, yellow arrow … The herbs were added one by one.
Purple rain, a leaf with purple spots, like rain.
Guiyuan, fusing the efficacy of various herbs into one.
The medicinal soup finally turned purplish red and emitted a unique fragrance.
"It's done!"
He took the medicinal soup away from the fire and put it away after it cooled down.
"I'll ask Zhou Xiong and his son to come here in the afternoon."
After tidying up, he called Zhou Xiong and asked him to bring Zhou Wukang here in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, after lunch, as soon as Wang Yao went up the mountain, Zhou Xiong followed him with his son.
"Dr. Wang."
"Hello, Uncle."
"Hello, come in and have a seat."
After the father and son went into the house and sat for a while, Wang Yao took out the Blood Deblocking powder that had just been decocted. He poured a small cup.
"Drink it."
"Okay." Zhou Wukang took the teacup and drank it.
After he drank the medicinal soup, Wang Yao immediately gave him a massage. He started with the torso and focused on the withered left arm.
After a while, Zhou Wukang's left arm was bright red.
"How do you feel?"
"It's a little hot. There seems to be something moving inside," the child said.
After hearing that, Wang Yao continued to straighten out the meridians on the child's left arm.
After a while, he stopped and checked Zhou Wukang's pulse. Then, he continued to massage him several times. Zhou Xiong stood nervously at the side. He saw that his son's arm was bright red and sweat had appeared on his forehead, but he was powerless. He just rubbed his hands at the side.
"Does it hurt?"
"A little." Zhou Wukang nodded.
"Then take a rest first."
Wang Yao stopped.
Sometimes, pain was a good thing. At least it meant that the child's arm still had feeling and had not completely withered.
The treatment took a few hours. The sun was already hanging over the top of the mountain.
"Okay, take him back to rest. His arm may hurt a little. Don't use painkillers or cold water."
Wang Yao did not give the father and son the decoction. He wanted to see the effect of the decoction in two days.
"Thank you, Dr. Wang."
"Thank you, Uncle."
Zhou Xiong and his son hurriedly thanked him.
"Bring him back in two days."
"Okay."
After Zhou Xiong and his son went down the mountain, Wang Yao recorded the whole treatment process.
"Kang, how do you feel?" After going down the mountain, Zhou Xiong was a little worried about his child's situation.
"Dad, I feel that my arm has been hot. It seems that something is drilling in it."
"Drilling?"
"Yes." Zhou Wukang said.
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts a little, but I can bear it."
"Good boy." Zhou Xiong touched his son's head.
"I hope it will work."
It will work.
Wang Yao looked out of the window. The prescription provided by the system included the three licorice roots. It would be strange if it did not have any effect.
At this time, his mobile phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Pan Jun calling.
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