Su Xiaoxue wanted to hear that voice again. That voice not only sounded very kind, but also brought her warmth and hope. It was like a bright fire in the endless darkness.
She wanted to look at Dr. Wang, but she couldn't move her neck. She could only move her eyes. Even if she could see him, she couldn't see him clearly. She could only see a vague figure.
Hmm?
Wang Yao felt the patient lying on the bed looking at him. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, but she was very calm and gentle.
"Don't worry."
"Thank you."
There was a conversation between spoken and silent.
"Has she received any special treatment recently?"
"Except for Dr. Chen, who comes to give her acupuncture every few days, she hasn't received any other treatment." Song Ruiping was relieved.
"This is a good sign. Your illness is slowly getting better." Wang Yao smiled at Su Xiaoxue, who was lying on the bed.
"Thank you. I can feel it too. I hope you can hear my heart."
After Wang Yao finished diagnosing Su Xiaoxue, it was already dark.
"It's almost time. Dr. Wang, why don't you stay for a meal?" Song Ruiping asked.
"No, it's ready. I still have some private matters to attend to."
There were many rules, bad atmosphere, and uncomfortable dining in these rich and powerful families. Wang Yao instinctively disliked and refused.
"Okay, let me know if you need anything."
"Okay."
He walked out of the door of Su Xiaoxue's house with Chen Ying.
"Dr. Wang, why don't you stay for dinner?" Chen Ying asked.
For many people, it was a rare opportunity and honor to be invited by the Su family. They couldn't ask for it even if they wanted it. However, it was rejected by the young doctor so easily.
"I don't like that kind of atmosphere. It's too restrictive and uncomfortable." Wang Yao gave the reason with a smile.
Hearing this, Chen Ying stopped in his tracks and was stunned.
"Just because of this reason?"
"Why? Is it not enough?"
"Very enough," Chen Ying said with a smile. "Dr. Wang is a wonderful person."
"Haha." Wang Yao laughed.
After walking for a while, they returned to the cottage.
"I'll prepare dinner for you right away."
"No hurry. Take your time."
He was polite, knew Kung Fu, and was good at cooking. What a rare talent!
Looking at Chen Ying's back, Wang Yao sighed.
Chen Ying was very efficient. In less than half an hour, she had prepared a unique dinner with several exquisite Huaiyang dishes and a bowl of soup.
"Time is limited, so it's a little simple," Chen Ying said with a smile.
"Excessive modesty is not a good thing." Wang Yao said that Wang Yao's culinary skills were comparable to those of some famous chefs. "There are so many dishes. Why don't we eat together?"
"No, thank you."
Just like last time, Wang Yao ate all the dishes on the table by himself. Chen Ying maintained the necessary respect and distance.
In the depths of her heart, she really wanted to communicate and get in touch with this extraordinary peer, but her identity and the position she represented, as well as the orders from above, did not allow her to do so.
This was the rule, and there was nothing she could do about it. In fact, she was very envious of Wang Yao. Under certain circumstances, he could ignore such rules.
This was the special "right" that came with superpowers.
After the meal, Chen Ying quickly cleaned up everything.
"Are you still going out tonight?"
"No, I'm not going out."
"Then I'll go downstairs first. You called me again."
"Okay."
Wang Yao sat in the courtyard for a while. Above his head, the sky in Beijing was still gray, which made him feel uncomfortable. It was far worse than the night sky above Nanshan Hill.
The night sky in Beijing was bustling and colorful.
It was rare for this house to be quiet at night, which kept the noise at a certain distance away.
In the Su family's house, Song Ruiping and her husband were talking.
"Has Dr. Wang arrived?"
"He arrived in the afternoon. He has already come to see Xiaoxue."
"How's the situation?"
"He said that Xiaoxue's condition has improved. This is a good sign."
"Didn't Dr. Chen say the same thing when he came last time? Didn't he ask Dr. Wang to stay for dinner?"
"I invited him, but he refused. He said that he had private matters to attend to. He probably didn't like it," Song Ruiping said.
"Hey, do you think it's possible to keep him in Beijing?"
"What do you think? It's possible. The Guo family has already done it," the middle-aged man drank a mouthful of water and said.
"I think we can give it a try. If he still can't completely cure Xiaoxue's illness this time, he will leave and come again next time. What should we do? Should we continue to wait?" Song Ruiping asked. This was also a problem she had been worried about.
The middle-aged man was silent.
This problem indeed needed to be considered.
"How about I talk to him tomorrow?"
"Okay."
The next day, the sun was bright and the temperature was high. After all, it had been a while since the beginning of summer.
Wang Yao woke up early in the morning to practice as usual. Then he went to Su Xiaoxue's house.
Coincidentally, the skinny Dr. Chen was also there.
After seeing Wang Yao, the old man smiled and greeted him, "Hello, young man."
"Hello, Dr. Chen."
On this day, not only was Song Ruiping at home, but her husband was also at home. The slightly plump, kind-looking middle-aged man was very elegant and easy-going. However, he always inadvertently revealed some of his dignity. This was a special characteristic of people who had been in a high position for a long time.
"This time, I brought some special medicine for Miss Su to try."
"Okay," Song Ruiping hurriedly replied.
Wang Yao took out the Muscle Revitalization powder that he had prepared in advance. This was the diluted portion of the medicine between the two bottles.
"Remove the gauze on her. This medicine is for external use."
The gauze on her left hand was removed layer by layer, revealing the festering skin inside. It was black and purple as if it had been burned by fire and corroded by sulfuric acid. It was emitting a foul smell.
This was only her hand. It was the same for the other parts of her body. What kind of pain did she have to endure?
It was as if she was in a fire or soaked in boiling water.
Only the patient herself knew the pain. Every day felt like a year of suffering. The torture was worse than death.
Wang Yao opened the porcelain bottle. Suddenly, a strange fragrance drifted out. It instantly suppressed the foul smell emitted by the festering skin.
Everyone in the room looked at Wang Yao. To be precise, they were looking at the inconspicuous white porcelain bottle in his hand. Last time, it was the same porcelain bottle. A pill was poured out of it and saved Su Xiaoxue, who was on the verge of death. This time, what would be poured out of it?
"What a strange fragrance. What medicine is used?" Dr. Chen's eyes were almost unblinking as he stared at the porcelain bottle.
The liquid that Wang Yao poured out was a turquoise liquid. It was a little sticky. He dripped it directly onto the patient's palm. In such a situation, it could not be applied evenly. Once it was applied, it would inevitably touch the festering muscles and muscles. It would only increase the patient's pain.
After the liquid was dripped onto the festering palm, it went deep into the muscle tissue at a very fast speed. Other than that, they did not see any magical effects.
They could not see it, but Su Xiaoxue felt it. Her whole body was hot as if she was being roasted on a fire. Only her left palm was cool. It was as if it had been immersed in cool water. It was indescribably comfortable.
Wang Yao didn't know the effect of the decoction, so he just evenly dripped some decoction on her palm. Then, he put away the porcelain bottle and sat by the bed to observe for a while. He checked her pulse. Judging from her pulse, the decoction was effective, but it was very limited.
A few drops of water wouldn't have much of an effect on a fire.
After a while, Wang Yao said, "Wrap it up first."
"I have a formula here. Ask someone to get the medicine according to the prescription and feed it to her." Wang Yao took out a prescription. It was written with some common herbs. The effect was also to strengthen the body. Although the effect was not as magical as the Regather soup, it was not bad.
"I'll ask someone to do it right away," Song Ruiping said as she took the prescription.
"I'll go back first," Wang Yao said as he got up.
"Dr. Wang, please wait a moment." Su Xiaoxue's father stopped Wang Yao.
The middle-aged man was named Su Xianghua. He was in a high position.
"Can we talk alone?"
"Sure."
The two of them came to a study room. Someone served two cups of tea and then left, closing the door behind him.
"As a father, I want to thank you for helping my daughter," Su Xianghua said sincerely.
"You're welcome," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Her illness has always been a worry for me," Su Xianghua said. "It can be said that it is a worry for our family. We have invited many famous doctors, but the effect is limited. The arrival of Dr. Wang has given us hope."
"You flatter me."
"Dr. Wang, what do you think of Jing?"
"It's not bad. It's very prosperous," Wang Yao said.
"Do you have any thoughts of coming to Jing to develop?"
"No." Wang Yao said without hesitation. He had vaguely guessed Su Xianghua's intention to talk to him alone.
"Dr. Wang, in my personal name, I invite you to develop in Jing. If you have any problems, I can help you solve them," Su Xianghua said.
Wang Yao did not know his status. In fact, his words carried great weight.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I still prefer the tranquility of the small town. I'm not used to living here."
"It's okay. If you have any new ideas, you can contact me at any time."
"OK."
After drinking a cup of tea, the conversation was considered to be over.
In the living room, Dr. Chen looked at Wang Yao's prescription.
"Wow, how did he come up with such a combination?"
"What's wrong, Dr. Chen? Is there a problem with the medicine?" Song Ruiping asked.
"No problem. It's very good," Dr. Chen said with a smile.
"I'll arrange for someone to get the medicine according to the prescription."
"Of course. This Dr. Wang's medical skills are very good," said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao came out of Su Xianghua's study and said goodbye. Su Xianghua and his wife saw him out.
Looking at Wang Yao's back, Song Ruiping asked, "How did it go?"
"He didn't have any thoughts in this regard," Su Xianghua said.
"Then you didn't …"
"We'll talk about it later. Don't think about it for now." Su Xianghua interrupted his wife. Through the conversation just now, he saw some very rare things in this young man.
His attitude was neither servile nor overbearing, his heart was calm towards the rich and powerful, and his indifference to power and money.
It was rare!
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