No one in the family said anything. They were living at home, and they knew their family's situation. Wang Yao was rich, but that was not a waste of money. He could not just throw it away without a limit. Even the relatives had to think about it.
After that, the meal was a little boring.
Wang Yao's uncle drank a lot. When he rode home, his uncle drove behind him.
"He complained to us. He must have complained to your grandma and grandpa," Zhang Xiuying said.
These two old people's health was not very good now, so as their daughter, she was naturally worried.
"Let me give you an idea. If he really wants to open a factory, I can fork out some money and ask my aunt to fork out less money. Let's treat it as a joint venture between the three of us and let my uncle manage it," Wang Yao said.
"Don't." Wang Fenghua expressed his opposition, which was rare.
"The factory can only be owned by one person. You know your uncle's temper. Don't make him angry because of money."
"Then pretend I didn't say anything." Wang Yao shrugged.
His idea was simple. In fact, relatives often turned against each other because of money.
In the evening, Wang Yao went out again. When he reached the south end of the village, he opened the gate and looked around. After making sure there was no problem, he locked the gate and went up Nanshan Hill.
After going up Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao took out a medical book that he bought online. It was about acupuncture. There was a book on the table. He had finished reading it. He had also read half of the book.
Hey, don't these people proofread it?
It was not a problem of the wrong words. It was that some of the acupoints and meridians did not match at all. It was as if the acupoints that were originally on the extraordinary meridians had been moved to the eight meridians.
I wonder how the preparation of Mr. Sang's medical book is going.
When Wang Yao was in Cangzhou, Sang Guzi had said that he had another wish, which was to write down his medical experience and write a book. He had fulfilled his wish and left it for future generations. Wang Yao had communicated with him about this before. Sang Guzi also shared the medical skills he had obtained from the system, and Sang Guzi was deeply moved.
"With his ability, the acupuncture method written by him will definitely be of great reference value."
Although there were some flaws in the book, there were still many things worth referencing and learning. With Wang Yao's current knowledge, he naturally knew the meridians and acupoints in the body very well. What he learned from the book was the most basic acupuncture method and steps.
He read the book until late at night.
The next morning, he went down the mountain early and went to the small courtyard. He first watered the plants that he had planted yesterday afternoon, then planted all the plants that had not been planted yet.
After the plants were planted properly, there was no change in the weather like when the Spirit Gathering Battle Array was set up on the hill. There was not even a gust of wind. The battle array was only used to strengthen the air circulation and improve the local environment of the small courtyard. At most, it could play the role of adjusting the local microclimate.
After the small courtyard was decorated, the next thing to do was to add some furniture in the house.
The most basic medicine cabinet, tables, chairs, and beds had to be prepared.
Wang Yao had made a list of these things. In addition to some things that he could buy himself, he asked his friends to inquire about things like medicine cabinets. It would be best if he could buy antiques.
These things could not be bought in a day. Fortunately, his medical center was not in a hurry to open.
The hot weather would continue for a few more days. During these days, Wang Yao usually stayed on the hill. He got up in the morning and went down twice in the afternoon to take care of the plants in the small courtyard. He watered them with diluted ancient spring water.
When he was on the hill, he followed the contents of the basic medical book he bought and experimented on his own body with the ordinary silver needles he bought.
Shaoshang.
Hegu.
Yangxi.
Yangchi.
Wang Yao slowly pierced the thin needles into the acupoints on his arms. At the same time, he carefully felt the changes in his body.
He was testing the needles with his own body. Of course, he was piercing some of the less important acupoints. At this time, his Qi was flowing through his whole body. If he felt a little wrong, he could stimulate his neixi and naturally seal the acupoints.
At the beginning, there was a slight tingling. After the acupuncture, there was a little numbness and itchiness.
Wang Yao did not test many acupoints at one time. He only tested a few acupoints. The most important thing was to experience the process. With the massage technique as the foundation, he recognized the acupoints as the benchmark. When the needle was inserted, it would definitely pierce the acupoints. The most important thing about acupuncture was to recognize the acupoints accurately. Otherwise, if some acupoints were recognized incorrectly, it could be life-threatening.
On July 18, the weather was gloomy and the air was stuffy.
Tian Yuantu had another distinguished guest.
"Mr. Sun, please have some tea."
"Thank you."
An hour ago, Tian Yuantu had called Wang Yao and told him that Sun Zhengrong had come again and was in his company at this time. Wang Yao only said that he would come over and asked him to wait for a while. He waited for more than two hours. If it were any other matter or any other place, Director Sun would have been impatient. However, at this moment, at this place, there was no sign of impatience. There was still a faint smile on his face. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he himself knew.
When Wang Yao came, it was almost noon.
"Mr. Sun."
"Dr. Wang, I'm sorry to disturb you and make you come again." Sun Zhengrong hurriedly got up.
In fact, he really wanted to visit him. After he recognized him, it would be more convenient to communicate in the future. However, the young Dr. Wang did not give him such a chance.
"It's okay. Your son's illness has acted up again?"
"Yes. He fell ill 15 days after he took the medicine for the first time. I gave him the medicine you left. Now, it has been a week. So, I'm here to ask Dr. Wang, what should I do?" Sun Zhengrong's words were very beautiful.
A week. According to the situation of the last illness, more than half of the time had passed. As a father, he was indeed a little anxious.
Crack. Suddenly, there was a thunder outside.
"Come back in three days. I'll give you another medicine," Wang Yao said.
"Okay. Thank you, Dr. Wang." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.
The "stiff-faced man" who had been standing behind him all the time brought a wooden box.
Here it comes again! Wang Yao saw this and thought.
"This is a small gift. Please accept it, Dr. Wang."
"I appreciate your kindness. As for the gift, it's not necessary."
"This thing is just a pile of waste paper in my hands. It can only be used in the hands of people like Dr. Wang."
Waste paper? Could it be?
Wang Yao vaguely guessed something.
The "stiff-faced man" hurriedly handed the box to Wang Yao. Wang Yao took the box and opened it. It was a thread-bound medical book. It was antique and looked like it had been for a long time.
Six Acupuncture Prescriptions.
A few ancient words.
Wang Yao's eyes lit up.
It was good. This was written by a famous doctor in the Ming Dynasty. He was especially good at acupuncture.
What did it mean to search high and low only to find it by chance? What did it mean to give a pillow when one is sleepy?
Wang Yao liked this gift very much. Everyone present could see this.
"Thank you, Mr. Sun." He was not pretentious. At most, he would write less on the medical fee.
"It's good that you like it." Sun Zhengrong was very happy. He already knew what Dr. Wang liked. With a clear goal, it was easy to talk about.
Ancient medical books were not easy to find. As long as one was willing to spend money, one could always find some.
Acupuncture. Where were the needles used for acupuncture?
For a moment, he thought a lot.
Wang Yao left at noon. Whether it was Tian Yuantu or Sun Zhengrong, they did not ask him to stay for lunch.
After getting in the car, Sun Zhengrong said to the man next to him, "Hao, immediately arrange someone to inquire about ancient medical books and things like acupuncture."
"Yes."
"We'll wait in Lianshan for three days."
"OK, I'll arrange it right away," the "stiff-faced man" said.
Rumble. Whoosh. It started to rain heavily.
After returning to the mountain village, Wang Yao had something to eat at home. He held an umbrella and went out. The rain was quite heavy outside. He first went to the small courtyard to have a look. The plants that had been growing for two days had become more verdant under the washing of the rain. They were growing well.
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