This was the wilderness. This was nature. It was quiet and distant, even at night.
On Nanshan Hill, the mountain breeze was even cooler.
One mountain, two skies.
In the Spirit Gathering Battle Array, there was a faint charm of its own world.
He took a small stool, sat quietly in front of the house, and looked at the sky.
San Xian quietly lay beside him.
He looked at the sky for nearly two hours.
"Tomorrow, the sun is shining."
The next morning, the sun came out early. Early in the morning, people could feel the temperature was a little hot.
On a hot day, outdoor work was easy to get heatstroke. Wang Yao had already bought some necessary medicine and handed it to the person in charge of the project. It was some Huo Xiang Zhengqi water and the like.
"Phew, it's so hot!"
Wei Hai really didn't want to get out of the car with the air conditioner on. In order to come here, he deliberately set out early. He didn't expect the weather to be hot early. He sweated as soon as he got out of the car and moved a little.
After receiving the call, Wang Yao invited him to his house. Wei Hai felt a little better.
Looking at Wang Yao, who didn't sweat at all, Wei Hai asked in surprise, "Don't you feel hot?"
"I'm fine," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Wei Hai didn't say anything. He just stretched out his thumb.
After he drank some water and calmed down a little, Wang Yao checked his pulse again.
It worked!
Through the pulse, he could tell that some of the poisonous insects in the deepest part of the body were gone.
"Tell me in detail what happened after you drank the medicine."
After listening, Wei Hai carefully described his feelings and some of the reactions of his body after Wang Yao left yesterday. Wang Yao listened very carefully. He took notes while listening. He also asked a few questions in the middle. He even asked about the shape and color of the feces.
After that, he asked Wei Hai to lie down and gently knocked under his ribs, abdominal cavity, and other parts.
"Does it hurt?"
"No?"
Wang Yao pondered for a moment.
"The effect is very obvious. First, take the medicine according to yesterday's dosage once a day. If the pain in your body intensifies, then come to me. If there are no problems, then come back for a follow-up." The medicine Wang Yao gave him should be enough for him to take for five days.
"Alright," Wei Hai said.
"Let's go to your clinic." Wei Hai was bored sitting in the room.
"It's hot outside," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Uh, take a look."
After going out and walking a few steps, Wei Hai regretted it again. The sweat on his body flowed down. Wang Yao, who was next to him, did not sweat at all. There was no sign of heat. In fact, even if Wang Yao was wearing a sweater, he could withstand the heat and would not sweat. Of course, the premise was that he could withstand the gaze of others who looked at him as if he was an idiot.
Seeing the completed house, Wei Hai's eyes lit up slightly. He was also a person who had traveled all over China. He had seen a lot of things and broadened his horizons.
"This house is not bad. I didn't expect Mr. Tian to have such a capable person who could design such a plan!" Wei Hai praised.
As the saying goes, although a sparrow is small, it has all the vital organs.
Sometimes, the more small something was, the more its true quality could be seen. Because it was small, it could be seen at a glance. The bad parts could also be seen.
"He hired someone to design it."
"Hired someone? Where is he from?"
"An architecture professor at Tongji University."
"No wonder!" Wei Hai suddenly understood.
Wei Hai circled around the small courtyard and looked around. Unable to endure the heat, Wei Hai bid farewell and left.
"Ah, the air conditioner is still more comfortable," he said after getting into the car.
He turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.
Wang Yao saw this and shook his head with a smile.
In the dog days of summer, sweating was actually good. The alternation of the four seasons and the human body each had their own advantages. It was just that most people did not know how to use the climate to nourish their bodies.
Of course, most people had the air conditioner on. Who would be willing to suffer that?
After another five days, the interior of the house and the courtyard were almost finished.
This house, from start to finish, took a full half a month's effort to build. The door that originally faced the west was also changed to the south. The main body of the building had been completed. The remaining details needed to be carefully sculpted. For example, the layout of the courtyard. Wang Yao had his own ideas.
He was going to design a small battle array in this small courtyard. Of course, it could not be compared with the Spirit Gathering Battle Array on Nanshan Hill. He just wanted to live here more comfortably. He had also thought about this matter for a long time.
During the period of building the house, Li Maoshuang and Zhou Xiong had also come and asked if there was anything they needed help with. They just came to take a look and express their sincerity.
However, Zhou Wukang's condition surprised Wang Yao a little. He recovered faster than he expected.
"Have you been in Lianshan County these days?"
"No, when you were in Jing, I also went back to Cangzhou. Coincidentally, Mr. Sang was also there. He treated Kang with acupuncture."
"No wonder," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Move a little and let me see."
Zhou Wukang then moved his arms and fingers. They were still flexible, but they lacked strength. However, his entire arm was no longer as dry as before. His skin had some luster, and it was thicker than before.
Wang Yao then massaged his acupoints several times with the method of massage.
"I'll make another dose of medicine for you. Continue to take the medicine for strengthening the corporeity."
"Okay," Zhou Wukang said.
The man had also recovered. His son's illness was his sore point. Now that there was a good sign and there was a possibility of a cure, how could he not be happy? If his spirit was better, his body would naturally be better as well.
"When is the medical center going to open?"
He was not the only one who had asked this question. Wei Hai and the others had also asked this question.
"When the time is set, I'll tell you," Wang Yao said.
Opening a medical center was similar to opening a clinic. The necessary procedures still had to be completed. The medical qualification certificate was the first requirement.
On July 23rd, in Jizhou.
After careful calculation, there were less than 10 days left.
Wang Yao had read all the things that He Qisheng had sent him. There were even some simulation test questions. In terms of knowledge, Wang Yao was confident that there was no problem, unless there was an irresistible factor. After all, the large amount of content that the system had instilled into him allowed him to have a knowledge reserve that was far beyond that of ordinary doctors. It could be said that his knowledge reserve in Chinese medicine was even better than those so-called "Xing Lin Masters". The only thing that he lacked was experience and "medical skills."
When the medical qualification certificate was in hand, the medical center could open. In the future, if there were people who needed medical treatment, there would be a place to treat them. He did not have to run around. Unless there were special circumstances, he did not have to make house calls.
"Remember to tell me."
Everyone said the same thing.
The most diligent person was Wang Mingbao. He came seven or eight times in the past 10 days.
"Tsk, tsk, you really know how to choose a place. Do you think I should also choose a piece of land in our village and build eight big tile-roofed houses?"
"Okay."
…
In a villa somewhere in Dao City.
Ah! A skinny young man suddenly jumped up from the hospital bed without any warning. He was like a crazy beast. The medical staff next to him were shocked and at a loss.
"Get out of the way!" A figure rushed into the room. The young man who had been shouting just now fell on the bed.
"Hurry up and give him the medicine." A middle-aged man followed closely from outside with a white porcelain bottle in his hand.
The "stiff-faced man" who rushed in first carefully fed the medicine into the mouth of the unconscious man who was lying on the bed.
After confirming that the man's breathing was stable, the two men left the room.
"Is this the 15th day?"
"Yes, Lord Rong, the 15th day."
"A dose of medicine suppressed him for 15 days. Sigh." Sun Zhengrong sighed. "It would be good if it could last longer."
He knew in his heart that this was already very rare. However, people were like this. When things were good, they would always hope to be better.
"If my guess is correct, if he takes this medicine again, the effect will last longer," the expressionless man said.
"Oh, why?"
Sun Zhengrong asked. "According to my diagnosis, the Yang toxin in the Young Master's body shows signs of weakening slightly. It is very likely that the cold medicine in the medicine has offset part of the toxin. Therefore, the effect will be better when he takes it again."
If Wang Yao was here, he might be a little surprised because the expressionless man's analysis was correct.
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