"Dr. Wang, the decoction you used this time is a little different from the last time," she softly asked.
"Yes, I made some changes, but the main ingredients are still the same."
"Will there be any problems?"
"No," Wang Yao replied.
The decoction was still the original formula, but it was thicker. Logically speaking, the effect would only be better.
Song Ruiping's face was full of worry. Obviously, she was worried about her daughter. She knew almost nothing about medicine, but she knew that there were risks in any changes.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Song. It will be fine."
After the treatment, Wang Yao comforted her.
"Okay," Song Ruiping softly replied.
The layers of gauze were healed. The patient lay on the bed, still unable to move.
Her illness was too serious. It had penetrated into every part of her body. It was already a miracle that she could live until now.
"Has she been taking the decoction I made for her?"
"She has been taking the decoction on time."
"Well, from the pulse, her condition has been getting better," Wang Yao said. Although the process was very slow, it was indeed getting better.
Illness comes like a landslide, but it goes away like spinning silk.
This sentence was not wrong at all. Many illnesses came very quickly, like a landslide. The treatment required a relatively slow process, like spinning silk from a cocoon. Needless to say, a headache or a cold could not be cured without a few days.
Suddenly, such an idea appeared in Wang Yao's mind. Or, I can directly combine the Muscle Revitalization powder with external application?
"Get me a teacup."
Since he had thought of it, he would try it as soon as possible.
"Dr. Wang, the teacup you asked for."
Wang Yao poured out a small part of the Muscle Revitalization powder.
"Dilute it with warm water and give it to her."
"Okay."
Immediately, the medical staff diluted the Muscle Revitalization powder according to Wang Yao's instructions and carefully fed it to Su Xiaoxue.
Not to mention other things, the temporary effect was very good. Su Xiaoxue, who was lying on the bed, only felt a clear stream entering her body. Wherever it passed, the hot feeling disappeared. It was like a river flowing through a desert. It was very comfortable.
Of course, only she knew this feeling. She could not share it with others.
"No problem."
Wang Yao said after feeling the pulse.
Before he left, he had taken the Muscle Revitalization powder himself, so he knew the effects of taking it orally.
"Give her the medicine in time. I'll go back first."
"I'll see you off," Song Ruiping said.
For the past few days, she had done nothing but stay at home with her daughter. Every time Wang Yao came for treatment, she would always be by his side. Moreover, she would personally send Wang Yao off. In the past, other than those elders, she had never treated a junior like this.
"Please go back."
"Alright, take care."
Wang Yao and Chen Ying walked over.
There weren't many pedestrians in this area, and there were even fewer cars coming and going. It was probably because there was some kind of restriction when entering, so it was relatively quieter at night.
"Didn't your brother like reading martial arts novels when he was in school?" Wang Yao suddenly asked.
"Yes, how do you know?" Chen Ying asked curiously after being stunned for a moment.
"From what he said today, I can infer it."
"He likes reading novels and worships the heroes in them. He also wanted to learn kung fu when he was young and become a kung fu master," Chen Ying said.
"Did he suddenly get sick?"
"Sort of. His head was once injured. Since then, he has been suffering from this problem. He is sometimes good and sometimes bad."
"Is he awake more often?"
"Yes, thank you very much when he is awake, but as his condition worsens, the time he is awake is getting shorter and shorter," Chen Ying said.
The hospital her brother was in was also divided into several treatment areas according to the patient's condition. Her brother's condition was better, so he was assigned to a treatment area. Obviously, Chen Ying had spent a lot of money. Therefore, when she saw her brother, she could tell that the living conditions there were not bad.
"Have you asked Dr. Chen and Dr. Li to take a look?"
Wang Yao had a deep impression of the two old men. Judging from Song Ruiping's attitude towards them, they must be the "divine hands of Xing Lin."
"I've asked Dr. Chen to take a look. He has personally administered acupuncture. The effect is there. If the treatment can be continued, it may be better," Chen Ying said.
"Then why not continue the treatment?"
"What is Dr. Chen's status? What is my status?" Chen Ying said with a bitter smile.
Wang Yao was slightly stunned. He was silent for a while.
This was indeed the case. It was not only in traditional Chinese medicine. Ordinary hospitals were also like this. It was quite troublesome for ordinary people to see some famous experts and ask them for diagnosis or treatment. First, their medical skills were excellent, so there were many people who came to see them. When there were many people, naturally, there was a queue. Second, there were many people who came to see them. One was an ordinary person, and the other was a powerful person. Except for a few "noble character and unquestionable integrity," most people would make the same judgment.
In this society, "noble character and unquestionable integrity" was often equated with "not knowing how to deal with things."
Take Wang Yao for example. Some people would probably say that he was antisocial.
"Don't worry too much. Things will always turn for the better." Wang Yao could only comfort her in this way.
"Okay, thank you."
After arriving at the small courtyard, Wang Yao went back to his room and recorded the treatment process during the day. At the same time, he also recorded the situation of Chen Ying's brother.
"Acupuncture, acupuncture!" Wang Yao was now very eager to learn this set of medical skills.
He opened the system panel.
If he wanted to learn acupuncture, he had to learn the four basic skills of looking, listening, asking, and diagnosing. Now he still needed to learn the method of looking. To learn this ability, he had to upgrade one level. Based on his current situation, it would take quite a long time.
"It's a long road ahead of me!"
This night, the air was a bit stuffy. It was almost June. The weather should be hot.
Most people would choose to turn on the fan at this time. Wang Yao felt good. He could feel the heat, but the heat had no effect on him. When one's Kung Fu reached a certain level, one could be immune to both heat and cold. Wang Yao had reached this level. His body was extraordinary, and his cultivation of Neigong was extraordinary. Moreover, the situation in the small courtyard was slightly better.
In the latter half of the night, it started to rain outside, pitter-patter.
The next day, probably because of the night rain, the sky in Beijing became a lot bluer.
The blue sky was washed. It was really washed.
Early in the morning, around 9 am, Chen Boyuan came to the small courtyard with a document.
"What does this mean?" Wang Yao was slightly surprised.
"This small courtyard is for you, Dr. Wang."
"What?!" Wang Yao was shocked.
Where was this place? Every inch of land in Beijing was worth an inch of gold. This quaint small courtyard in this area was worth a lot of money. It was not a matter of tens of millions. It was definitely worth more than 100 million.
"This gift is too expensive. I won't accept it," Wang Yao said directly.
"Just accept it."
"Go back and tell Mrs. Song that I won't accept this gift."
At this time, Wang Yao finally understood why Mrs. Song suddenly came here and asked him that question yesterday afternoon. It turned out that she wanted to give this small courtyard to him.
Such a big gift was different for the rich and powerful.
Before coming here, Chen Boyuan had already considered this situation.
"This property is already under your name," he said with a smile.
"If that's the case, then I have to leave Beijing," Wang Yao said calmly.
If he accepted such an expensive gift, wouldn't it be the same as tying himself to the Su family?
"What?!" Chen Boyuan was a bit embarrassed.
"Take this house as your consultation fee."
"Then it doesn't have to be so expensive!"
Which doctor could change a house in Beijing with just one consultation?!
"Then I'll go back and talk to Mrs. Song."
"Okay."
"What a stubborn weirdo!"
After coming out of the small courtyard, Chen Boyuan shook his head. He knew that Wang Yao's character was not ordinary, but he did not expect that in the face of such a temptation, he would not hesitate to reject it. If it were him, he would probably think for a long time and even more likely than not to accept this gift.
After Chen Boyuan left, Wang Yao paced back and forth in the small courtyard. The more he lived in this small courtyard, the more he felt that this small courtyard would become his.
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