"Okay, please let me know if you need anything," Sun Zhengrong hurriedly said.
"Actually, I do have something to ask you, Mr. Sun," Wang Yao said.
"Just say it," Sun Zhengrong said.
"I want to know what kind of treatment your son received during this period of time. How can he survive such a severe illness until now?" Wang Yao stared at Sun Zhengrong to see his reaction when he asked the question.
"Well?" Sun Zhengrong was stunned when he heard the question.
Sure enough, there was a way.
Sun Zhengrong's heart was in a fierce struggle.
The way he treated his son's illness, or rather, the way he extended his son's life, was very unique, and even a little "evil." He was considering whether it would make Doctor Wang feel disgusted if he said it out loud. The trouble it would bring to him was secondary.
"Mr. Sun, please think about it again. I just found something special in your son's body. It may be used to treat his illness, but I can't be sure where it comes from," Wang Yao said.
"I'll tell you."
Sun Zhengrong pondered for a while and decided to tell Wang Yao about it.
"Shall we talk in another place?"
"Okay."
"Hao, you stay here and look after Yunsheng."
"Yes."
The expressionless man's answer was very concise.
Sun Zhengrong and Wang Yao went to the living room outside. Immediately, someone prepared tea for them.
After thinking for a moment, Sun Zhengrong said, "Since Yunsheng got this strange disease, I have thought of a lot of ways. I also took him to see a lot of famous doctors, domestic and foreign."
Okay.
Wang Yao also knew very well that with Mr. Sun's ability, most of the famous doctors in the country could be hired. As for foreign countries, as long as there was money, most of the things could be done naturally.
"But his situation did not get better. On the contrary, it got worse and worse. I was also very anxious."
"Understandable."
"Then, through some channels, I met a few doctors with special methods. They provided several folk prescriptions."
Folk prescriptions?
Wang Yao was no stranger to this word. It was not the first time he heard it from the mouth of a patient. In fact, a considerable number of people believed that folk prescriptions could cure serious diseases. However, the use of folk prescriptions must be cautious! Think about it. If a disease that even the famous hospitals in the country could not treat could be solved with only a few folk prescriptions, then what was the use of hospitals?
"One of them is to use the medicine of a child who has just died." Sun Zhengrong's tone became a little hesitant. He was observing Wang Yao's expression when he spoke.
Hearing this, Wang Yao's eyebrows furrowed.
Sun Zhengrong's heart skipped a beat.
. Sure enough, Doctor Wang is he? Sun Sun Sun
When Sun Zhengrong heard this, he didn't know if he should continue.
"Please continue," Wang Yao said as he rubbed his forehead.
"The doctor said that he was using the resentment to offset the Yang toxins in Yunsheng's body and nourish his body at the same time." Sun Zhengrong took a sip of water and continued.
. res.
While Sun Zhengrong was talking, Wang Yao was also listening and thinking.
He had never come into contact with this kind of thing because it was already in the category of metaphysics.
In the medical world, there was indeed the term "xuan doctor", but it was very rare now. Even if there were, most of them were lies.
The aura was suppressed in Yunsheng's abdomen.
Why was it in that position?
"It is, isn't it?"
"Uh, there is another folk prescription." Sun Zhengrong hesitated for a moment before continuing.
"There is more?" Wang Yao was stunned.
"Yes."
Since he had said one, he might as well finish it.
"There is a Miao doctor who said that he can use a woman's Qi of Primordial Yin to offset part of the Yang poison."
"Primordial Yin?" Wang Yao was shocked when he heard it.
Of course, he knew about this.
There was Yin and Yang in the human body. They promoted and merged with each other. Yin and Yang were balanced, and the meridians were unobstructed.
In metaphysics, there was also the saying of male Yang and female Yin, male Qian and female Kun.
"How do you borrow it?"
"Uh, by sleeping with a woman."
"Is that really the case?"
When Sun Zhengrong said "primordial Yin," Wang Yao had vaguely guessed it.
For the sake of his son, how many women had Mr. Sun coerced and tempted over the years? How many children who should have stayed in the dark didn't?
In order to save one person, he destroyed thousands of people!
Thinking of this, Wang Yao's face became very ugly.
Sun Zhengrong also saw that Dr. Wang in front of him was angry.
He didn't want to use these methods.
Sigh!
Wang Yao sighed.
In the living room, there was silence and depression.
Wang Yao didn't want to treat this disease. If he didn't treat it, Mr. Sun would probably use the same method to extend his son's life.
With such a strange disease, it was better to die than to live!
"Have you taken him to the extreme north?" Wang Yao was silent for a long time before asking.
"Yes," Sun Zhengrong hurriedly replied.
"I have taken him to the northernmost part of the country and Russia. At first, I could use the external cold to suppress the strange disease in his body, but the effect became worse later."
"Well, from today on, stop using those so-called folk remedies!" Wang Yao's tone was very calm.
"Yes," Sun Zhengrong said.
"There is still some medicine left. If he is sick again, drink it all at once when it is serious and tell me at the same time."
The treatment just now had consumed nearly half of the potion. So, he decided to keep the rest of the potion.
"Yes."
"I don't want this medicine to appear in other places."
After finishing this sentence, Wang Yao got up and left. He didn't want to see Sun Yunsheng for the time being.
"Mr. Wang, please listen to me. These things were done by me. It has nothing to do with Yunsheng," Sun Zhengrong said as he sent Wang Yao out.
"I will try my best to treat his illness," Wang Yao said.
"Thank you."
Chen Ying was waiting outside. When she saw Wang Yao come out, she immediately drove the car over. Sun Zhengrong took the initiative to open the door for him and stood at the door to watch the car drive away.
"This man is a master." Without knowing when, the expressionless man came behind Sun Zhengrong and said in a mechanical voice.
"Well, how is Yunsheng?"
"His condition is good. You might as well call Dr. Li."
"Oh."
"Didn't Mr. Guo say that the two of them are very interested in Dr. Wang's medicine?"
"I will ask him to come, but I won't show him the medicine for the time being," Sun Zhengrong said after thinking for a moment.
"Yes."
Sitting in the car, Wang Yao looked out of the window. His expression was a bit serious.
The conversation with Sun Zhengrong just now had a big impact on him.
The method that the wealthy Mr. Sun used to save his son was no longer a "folk prescription", but an "evil prescription".
Since he stepped into the medical profession, this was the worst treatment he had heard with his own ears.
His heart was heavy, but he was also helpless.
This was the way of the world.
He could save one, ten, or even hundreds of people, but he could not change the way of the world and people's hearts. He also knew that there must be something darker than this. He just had not come into contact with it yet.
Seeing that Wang Yao seemed to have something on his mind, Chen Ying did not ask much.
After returning to the small courtyard, Wang Yao went into the small room and carefully recorded the day's visit records.
To solve this strange disease, he needed Lingfang and miraculous medicine.
The Yang toxin was unusually strong. The solution was either to dissolve it, expel it, or neutralize it.
The first thing Wang Yao considered now was the fusion of Yin and Yang.
"Licorice roots." A lot of information about licorice roots appeared in his mind. In the Catalogue of Licorice Roots, there were 108 types of licorice roots between heaven and earth. They were divided into three grades, high, medium, and low. Each had its own unique magical effects.
With his current condition, he had fully understood their magical effects just by looking at and using a dozen types of licorice roots.
Among the licorice roots, there were some that could cure the Yang toxin. For example, among the high grade licorice roots, there was the Yellow Spring Grass. Its medicinal properties were Yin, and it could eliminate all Yang toxins and fire toxins.
However, such licorice roots required a frightening amount of exchange points. It was definitely not something that Wang Yao could afford.
For the time being, he could only use the Frost Grass to suppress and dissolve part of the Yang toxin. Then, he could use herbs with Yin properties to nourish the body. This was to prevent the body from being unable to withstand the strong medicinal properties.
As he thought and recorded, Wang Yao stayed in the room for a few hours. He did not even have time to eat lunch.
Chen Ying finished cooking and waited for almost an hour. Then, she went to Wang Yao's room and knocked on the door.
"Sir, lunch is ready. Would you like to eat first?"
"Okay."
Only then did Wang Yao stop.
In the villa in Beijing, where Sun Zhengrong lived, a slightly fat but hale and hearty old man was diagnosing Sun Yunsheng, who was still conscious.
After a while, the old man exclaimed, "Wow, that's amazing!"
He knew about Young Master Sun's illness. He had just diagnosed it a few days ago. The illness was as fierce as fire and couldn't be suppressed. He had secretly determined it to be a "terminal illness", but he didn't expect that when he saw him today, this terrible illness was actually temporarily suppressed and no longer flared up.
As a doctor, he could not help but feel ashamed. He had been called the "Saint of Apricot Woods" and had rich medical experience for decades. In terms of treatment, he could not compare with a young man in his twenties. Even if Sun Yunsheng started to study medicine in his mother's womb, he had only studied medicine for over 20 years. How could he have such ability?
"How did he treat Sun Yunsheng?" Dr. Li asked curiously.
"Medicine. He fed Yunsheng a medicine."
"Medicine? What medicine?" Dr. Li hurriedly asked.
"Sorry, Dr. Li, I really don't know." Sun Zhengrong shook his head.
In fact, he had the medicine now. There was still half a bottle left.
After Wang Yao left, he was in a hurry to go upstairs to see his son. He still remembered the shocked expression on his right-hand man's face when Wang Yao left. His right-hand man's face would change color even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.
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