Some licorice roots could prolong one's life and make one's body lighter.
However, it was not something that Wang Yao could obtain at the moment.
"Thank you," Guo Sirou said after being silent for a while.
"I didn't help much. You're welcome."
After sitting for a while, Wang Yao returned to the small courtyard. There was an acquaintance waiting outside. He Qisheng.
"You're back?"
"Come in and have a seat," Wang Yao said. "This is Jing. Why did you bring gifts?"
"How could I come empty-handed?" He Qisheng said with a smile.
The two of them had known each other for a long time. They had met many times, so their conversation was more casual.
Seeing that He Qisheng wanted to say something but stopped on second thought, Wang Yao took the initiative to ask, "What can I do for you?"
"There is indeed something that I want to ask you for help with," He Qisheng said.
"What is it?"
"Ah, I want to ask you to see a patient," He Qisheng said.
"What patient?" Wang Yao didn't agree, but he also didn't refuse.
"My mother."
"Is she in Jing?"
"Yes."
"Okay, how about tomorrow morning?"
"Thank you, thank you." He Qisheng hurriedly said. He had known Wang Yao's temperament over the past few days. As long as he did not want to do something, threats and promises would not work.
"Don't tell anyone else about this."
"I know."
After sitting there for a while, he said goodbye and left.
That afternoon, he went to Su Xiaoxue's house again.
When he opened the gauze on Su Xiaoxue's left hand again, a lot of purple-black scabs fell out. These were the dead tissues that had been replaced by new muscle tissue. Half of the palm had turned red. Although it still looked ugly and a little scary, it gave people hope.
"Let's take off the gauze on her face."
The face was different from the hand.
Wang Yao didn't do it himself.
The medical staff standing by the side slowly removed the gauze on Su Xiaoxue's head. The process was very slow and gentle. Wang Yao watched very carefully. This was also a learning process. As a pharmacist, he also had some knowledge about bandaging, but he had very little time. Before he came into contact with Su Xiaoxue, he had never even done it.
This?!
Although he was mentally prepared, Wang Yao was still very surprised when he really saw her face.
Crisscrossing scars and festering skin.
How was this a human face?!
If it was at night, people would probably think that he was a ghost and could scare people to death.
"Dr. Wang, sorry to trouble you." Song Ruiping said softly. Looking at her daughter's face, her heart ached. She would rather be the one who was sick.
"I'll do my best."
The green liquid dripped on Su Xiaoxue's face and then quickly went deep into the wound. The area of the face was naturally much larger than the palm. The amount of decoction used was also much more. Wang Yao dripped the decoction very slowly.
Su Xiaoxue, who was lying on the hospital bed, felt that her face, which had been covered with a layer of fire, gradually became cool. The decoction dripped down quickly into her muscles and even deeper, eliminating the burning pain. It was as if snowflakes were applied to her face.
It took nearly an hour for the treatment to end.
"Okay, wrap the gauze on her."
The scariest thing about such an exposed wound was infection. The human skin was the first and the strongest line of defense.
"I'll come back tomorrow night."
Song Ruiping was naturally very grateful.
On the way back, Wang Yao was thinking about another problem.
If he had enough Muscle Revitalization powder, he could mix it into pure water and dilute it to a certain extent. Then, he could soak Su Xiaoxue's whole body in the water and let her receive the water bath therapy. Would this have a better effect on the injuries all over her body?
This effect should be there through the treatment of the palm, but he didn't have so many decoctions.
This decoction had almost exhausted all of his savings. If there were no accidents, he wouldn't be able to make the same decoction in a short time.
I have to write down this plan when I go back.
When he returned to the small courtyard, he saw a strange visitor outside the door. He was in his 40s, wearing a suit, and was slightly plump.
After seeing Wang Yao, the man asked very respectfully, "Hello, are you Dr. Wang?"
"My name is Liu Gang. May I ask if Dr. Wang has time?"
"Sorry." Before the man could explain the purpose of his visit, Wang Yao expressed his attitude.
He didn't know this stranger, but since he was able to come here, he obviously had an unusual relationship and power. He didn't want to have too much contact with him.
"Sorry to take a few minutes of your time."
"Please go ahead." Wang Yao stopped.
"Can I ask Dr. Wang to see a patient? The consultation fee …"
"You've got the wrong person!" Before he finished, Wang Yao interrupted him. He then turned and walked into the small courtyard with a smile, leaving the middle-aged man standing there.
As expected, he's not easy to deal with.
The middle-aged man wasn't annoyed. He turned and left after whispering to himself.
"Who was the person standing outside just now?" Wang Yao directly asked Chen Ying after entering the small courtyard.
Chen Ying then told him the person's origin.
Trouble is coming. Wang Yao immediately realized.
Then, he called Guo Sirou without hesitation. When he was in Lianshan County, he said that if someone tried to disturb his normal life, Guo Sirou would be responsible for dealing with it. Since he was in Beijing, he naturally had to look for her.
Guo Sirou on the other side of the phone asked about the person's origin and said that she would deal with it.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Yao was thinking about this problem. Who leaked the information?
There were only a few people who knew that he was here: Guo Sirou and her brother, the Su family, Chen Ying, and He Qisheng.
"Sister Ying, who do you think it is?" Wang Yao asked half-jokingly.
"It should be a man," Chen Ying said.
A man?
Wang Yao was stunned for a moment. It was obvious what he meant. He sat in the courtyard and thought for a moment. A figure appeared in his mind.
It shouldn't be. It doesn't make sense!
After dinner, he recorded his thoughts during the day in his notebook and made appropriate additions.
In the Su family's house, Su Xianghua and Song Ruiping were talking.
"Xiaoxue's left hand is better. She just applied medicine on her face today," Song Ruiping said.
"Well, good!"
"Do you think Dr. Wang is going to leave again?" Song Ruiping asked. This was what she was most worried about at the moment.
It was the same last time. When his daughter's condition had just taken a turn for the better, he had left the capital.
"You have to ask Dr. Wang," Song Ruiping said.
"Hey, why do I feel that you don't care about this?"
"How is that possible? It's Xiaoxue. In my opinion, you should communicate with Dr. Wang more and try to make him stay in Beijing as long as possible. If he really wants to go home, ask someone to arrange it," Su Xianghua said.
"Minister Su, can you talk to Dr. Wang when you have time?" asked Su Qingsang.
"Okay, tomorrow?"
At night, Wang Yao practiced boxing in the courtyard. He almost never practiced at night, but he suddenly had a whim, so he practiced at night.
He practiced Tai Chi, Xingyi, and some unknown boxing in the Quanjing. Sometimes it was fast and sometimes it was slow. There was a lot of energy around his body. It didn't look particularly fierce, but if someone approached him at this time and was slightly touched by him, they would immediately fall to the ground.
Chen Ying was in the room, looking through the window at the figures in the courtyard. She had been practicing martial arts since she was a child under a famous teacher. Her kung fu was not bad, so her eyesight was not bad.
"But in such a short time, his kung fu seems to have improved."
When one's kung fu reached a certain level, it was very difficult to make progress, even a little bit.
In Chen Ying's opinion, Wang Yao was already a master of Kung Fu. Although he was not a master, it was very rare for someone of his age to be able to practice Kung Fu to such an extent. It could be called a miracle that he could make further progress in such a short time.
Whoosh! The wind outside blew, making the leaves of the plants in the courtyard rustle.
Wang Yao lowered his body and threw a punch. Pop! The air seemed to be blown up.
The punch broke the air.
One punch after another, from different angles, different speeds, and different strengths, but each punch made the sound of breaking the air.
Rustle. Several leaves fell to the ground.
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