After a while, Wang Yao's mother came to the living room with a big bowl of noodles.
"Come on, let's eat."
"Thank you, Mom."
It was a simple bowl of noodles, but Wang Yao thought it was very delicious. It was not inferior to the famous dishes. The big bowl of noodles was finished in a short time.
"How was the treatment?" Zhang Xiuying sat down with a smile.
"Not bad. It's effective." Wang Yao drank a mouthful of water.
"Are you still going up the hill at night?"
"Yes."
Wang Yao chatted with his parents at home for a while and gave them a massage to relax their muscles and promote blood circulation. Around 8 p.m., Wang Yao went out and went up the hill.
It was almost the end of May. The weather was a little hot. The villagers liked to eat and chat on the top of the hill.
Wang Yao went south alone. He didn't know many people in the village. He didn't communicate with them on a daily basis, but he would greet those he knew. Most of these elderly people were his elders.
"Are you going up the hill, Yao?" Wang Fengming asked.
"Uncle Fengming."
"Why are you still going up the hill at this time?"
"I'm used to it."
There were other people beside Wang Fengming. Wang Yao didn't say much, and he didn't ask much. Then, Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill alone.
"Isn't that Wang Yao? Why is he going up the hill at this time?"
There were many people in the village who knew Wang Yao. It could be said that almost everyone knew him because he jumped into the river to commit suicide, because he bought the best car in the village, and because some rich people came to the village to look for him. However, few people knew that he went up Nanshan Hill after dinner.
People usually paid attention to the highlights or gossip of famous people. They rarely paid attention to the details.
"Maybe he's just taking a walk."
"It's so dark at this time. This kid is quite brave."
"I heard that he sometimes spends the night on Nanshan Hill."
"He's not afraid of ghosts."
No one in the village would go up Nanshan Hill at night. Of course, except for the two weirdos who tried to cause trouble at night but fell into the ditch and almost became disabled.
Wang Fengming, who knew the truth, just smiled and said nothing.
That young man possesses a peerless ability. Is it something you can guess?
A frog at the bottom of a well would never know how vast the sky is outside!
After leaving the village, Wang Yao did not use his Kung Fu. Instead, he walked slowly towards Nanshan Hill. As he walked, he enjoyed the quiet moonlight. It was quieter and cooler in the mountains than in the village.
The mountain stood there quietly.
The tree rustled in the wind.
When the dog on the mountain heard the sound of its owner's return, it jumped down from the mountain early and wagged its tail happily beside him.
"San Xian, is there anything unusual on the mountain?"
Woof! Woof! The dog barked twice.
"It's good that you're okay."
A man and a dog went up the mountain. The goshawk standing on the tree flapped its wings and called out.
"Hello, Great Hero." Wang Yao smiled and waved at Goshawk on the tree.
The lights on the mountain lit up. Looking from afar, it was a dim yellow dot in the darkness.
Under the light, Wang Yao sat in front of his desk and carefully recorded his thoughts and gains from this trip to Cangzhou.
He gained a lot from this trip to Cangzhou, especially the conversation with Sang Guzi. As the saying goes, listening to a wise man's words is better than reading for ten years. Mr. Sang's lifetime of experience was a precious treasure. Wang Yao did not turn off the lights and go to bed until late at night.
The next morning, just as the sky was turning bright, he got up.
Climbing the mountain, conducting Qi, and practicing boxing. Just like before.
After going down the mountain, he carefully took care of the herbal field.
Today, he decided not to go anywhere. He would stay on the mountain and have some peace.
His friends did not know that he had returned to Lianshan County from Cangzhou. No one called him.
It was good to be alone on the mountain quietly.
In the evening, he received an unexpected call. It was from Tong Wei.
She was going to accept the company's arrangement to go to France for a month.
After hearing the news, Wang Yao was in a daze. He did not know what to feel, but he did not speak for a long time.
"Are you still listening to me? This is a rare opportunity. I think it would be a pity to give it up," Tong Wei said on the other end of the phone.
"It's good that you like it," Wang Yao said.
Since Tong Wei liked it, he would fully support her.
Although she was going to a foreign country thousands of miles away, in today's society, it was very convenient to contact and communicate. Moreover, it was not difficult to go abroad.
"It's a month. I'll be back soon."
"Do you have to come back before you leave?"
"Yes, I'll spend the Dragon Boat Festival at home."
"That's good."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Yao felt a sense of loss.
He had an idea. He took out a Taoist scripture and read it softly until the feeling slowly disappeared. After putting down the Taoist scripture, he suddenly had a thought.
"Don't tell me I've really become a hermit and live alone?"
Once this thought came to mind, it was very difficult to get rid of it.
At this time, in a high-end office building hundreds of miles away, a beautiful woman was looking outside.
"Is it really okay to go out?"
Actually, Tong Wei didn't have a strong desire to go out. She didn't have to go out. She valued her relationship with Wang Yao very much. However, she didn't know why, but she always felt that there was a barrier between them that she couldn't break through.
They looked like lovers, but they were different from ordinary lovers.
This time, she also wanted to test Wang Yao's attitude on this matter. She wanted to see how important she was to him. If he really valued her, he would not let her go abroad so easily. In the end, she was worried and happy. After hearing the news, Wang Yao's silence proved that he was surprised. It meant that he still had her in his heart. However, soon after, he said that he supported her. Was this true support, or was there something else?
For a moment, Tong Wei thought too much.
In fact, Wang Yao really supported her and was really reluctant to let her go.
The sky outside gradually darkened. Another day had passed.
In Lianshan County, Wang Mingbao, Wei Hai, and a few others gathered together.
"Where did Dr. Wang go? When will he be back?" Among these people, Wei Hai cared about Wang Yao the most. He had no choice. He was now a sick person and was waiting for Wang Yao to treat him. Especially now that he felt that his body was getting better and he seemed to see the possibility of curing his disease, he was more "concerned" about him.
"He went to Cangzhou. He should be back soon."
"Yes, before he left, he asked me to get some medicinal herbs for him. Now that I have all the herbs, I will send them to him when he comes back," Li Maoshuang said.
"What has Brother Tian been busy with recently?"
"Busy with business," Wang Mingbao said. "The company is going to be listed. I saw him a few days ago. He has lost a lot of weight and looked very haggard."
"Sigh, what listing? How big is the business? It is so tiring. It is better to miss us, drink tea, chat, and be happy day after day," Wei Hai said.
"You have seen through it. Brother Tian's thinking is different from yours."
"If he is tired out, he will lose everything." Wei Hai took a sip of tea. He had really seen through it.
"That mouth of yours, don't always say bad things."
In Lianshan County, in the office building of Jiahui Group.
The light in the general manager's office was still on. Tian Yuantu was looking through the company's financial report alone.
Ring! The phone on the table rang. He picked it up and saw that it was his wife.
"I will be back soon. Don't wait for me to have dinner."
After another half an hour, he finished reading the document and picked up another one.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A gentle woman pushed the door open and came in with a lunch box in her hand.
"Jiahui, why are you here?" Tian Yuantu hurriedly distributed the document in his hand and took the lunch box from his wife.
"You haven't eaten yet, right?"
"I ate a little," Tian Yuantu said with a smile.
"The food in the lunch box is still warm. Hurry up and eat."
"Okay."
Tian Yuantu ate the warm dinner made by his wife. Obviously, he was hungry.
"That's enough. There are so many things. Can you do it alone? Let the subordinates do it," Xu Jiahui advised.
"I have to make the final check. This is related to the further development of the company," Tian Yuantu said.
Xu Jiahui didn't try to persuade her husband again. Instead, she stayed quietly and watched.
After dinner, Tian Yuantu started to get busy again. His wife poured water for him from time to time and organized the documents like a secretary.
"Why don't you go back first?" After working for a while, Tian Yuantu looked up at his wife. Her gentle eyes made him feel less tired.
"Let's go back together."
"Okay, that's all for today." Tian Yuantu smiled and closed the document.
The moment he got up, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. His vision turned black. His body swayed unconsciously and he couldn't stand steadily.
"What's wrong?" Xu Jiahui hurried to support him.
"I'm fine. I just got up in a hurry. I feel a little dizzy." Tian Yuantu smiled and comforted his wife.
"You've been too tired recently. Have a good rest. Go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."
"Okay." He had always followed his wife's advice.
It was quiet at night.
In the cottage on Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao was reading a book. It was a book he had read many times, the Catalogue of Magic Herbs. It recorded hundreds of licorice roots, each with their own magical effects. Most of them were extinct in the world.
"What a pity!"
Wang Yao sighed.
Some of the herbs in the book could cure Zhou Wuyi's disease. However, the price was too high. It was so high that Wang Yao couldn't get enough exchange points for it in a short period of time.
But the herbs are already unattainable. What about the decoction made with these licorice roots?
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