It was easy for people to worry about gains and losses.
In fact, neither Tian Yuantu nor Wei Hai really saw Wang Yao as a friend. Or rather, it was not that pure. They were businessmen, and their eyes fell on the "benefits". On the contrary, they lacked the "purity" of friends. For example, Wang Mingbao, who grew up with Wang Yao, did not think so much. In fact, Wang Yao did not think so much. As businessmen, they thought too much.
"He's back?"
When he returned home in the afternoon, Wang Yao heard from his parents that Wang Fenglong, who was seriously ill because of the Feng Shui problem in the ancestral tomb, had returned from the hospital. His condition had improved a lot, but he was still weak. There was no treatment effect if he continued to stay in the hospital, so he came back to recuperate.
"What kind of disease does he have?" Wang Yao was very curious about this matter.
"What did you say?" Zhang Xiuying heard her son seemed to be talking to himself, so she asked.
"Oh, it's nothing." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.
"This child!" Zhang Xiuying did not ask much.
At this time, Wang Fenglong, who was lying on the kang, felt weak and lazy. Even his consciousness seemed to be a little blurred. It felt like he was in a hazy dream and had not completely woken up. This state had lasted for more than a day. First, it was the sudden feeling of living a life worse than death. Then, it was the weakness of the body. The illness came very quickly. In the hospital in Haiqu, the experts did not find a suitable solution at all. After confirming that his life was not in danger, they let him go through the discharge procedures. They only asked him to go for regular checkups and prescribed him some medicine. For his family, the high cost of hospitalization was indeed unbearable, so he came back.
However, it was not a solution to always lie on the bed like this.
After discussing for a while, his relatives went out to inquire about the so-called folk prescription. His wife also went out to find a fortune-teller.
Since the Fengshui master had said that his illness was caused by the misplacement of the "haunted house" of the deceased old man in his family, and his condition had indeed improved after the grave was moved, then was there a way to cure him?
Sometimes, in order to cure a disease, no matter how ridiculous the method was, patients and their families would try it.
The next day, the weather was still hot.
An old man in his eighties had left the village.
They would die from the heat!
"Life is fragile!"
Wang Yao sighed when he heard the news.
For a moment, he thought of his grandparents again. He informed his family and drove to a nearby mountain village.
The two elders were at home, fanning themselves and watching TV. They seemed to be in good spirits.
"Yao, why are you here?" The old man was surprised to see Wang Yao.
"It's nothing. I just came to see you. Grandpa, are you feeling better?"
"Alright, it's fine. What are you doing here on such a hot day?"
"Let me show you."
Wang Yao then took a look at the two elders. After confirming that there was no major problem with their bodies, he was relieved.
"It's too hot outside. You have to be careful. If you feel uncomfortable, take the pills I gave you in time."
"Oh, I know," the old man said with a smile.
"Your pills are quite useful," Wang Yao's grandfather said with a smile.
A few days ago, he felt uncomfortable again, so he took one pill. It worked in a very short time. It was very useful.
"That's good."
After sitting there for a while, Wang Yao said goodbye and left.
After returning home, he told his family and was about to go to Nanshan hill. The phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello."
"What?" Wang Yao was slightly stunned.
"You have the wrong number."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Wrong number? Can't I?" The young man on the other end of the phone was stunned. Immediately, his face became gloomy.
"On purpose, it must be on purpose. You wait for me!"
Crazy!
Wang Yao muttered to himself. He did not take it seriously and went straight to Nanshan hill.
Li Shaoyang was very angry, very angry. He had never been so angry in his life.
He was inexplicably plotted against, hospitalized, and suffered so much pain. He could not get close to women for at least three months. It was simply incomparable torture for him.
For a person who loved drinking as much as his life, what did it mean to let him not drink for three months?
For a person who could not live without meat for three months, what kind of torture was it to let him not taste meat for three months?
He had been in love since junior high school. Then, once he started, it was out of control. Over the years, he had harmed many girls. In addition, his family did have some power to support him. Until one day, he kicked an iron plate and caused pain all over his body.
How could he let this kind of thing go so easily? Then, he carefully inquired about the guy who was most likely to frame him. Then, he called the guy. Before he finished speaking, the guy hung up.
"Damn, you think I can't punish you because you are in Haiqu, right?" Li Shaoyang's eyes were full of anger.
At this time, he thought that even if it was not Wang Yao who did it, he had to teach the guy a lesson for his attitude. He was full of anger and had no place to vent it.
Haiqu?
He was thinking about where to start. After all, he only knew the guy's phone number and name.
"He can't be cured."
In the mountain village, Wang Yao sat opposite Pan Jun with a worried face.
His uncle was diagnosed with terminal cancer. He had just gone to the hospital in Wei City for an operation. His body was very thin. The doctor said it could only sustain his life, but how long it could last depended on the patient's own efforts. He did not know why, but he thought of Wang Yao and hurried over. Before he came, he still had a glimmer of hope.
What was cancer? It was almost equivalent to a terminal disease.
This was not the first time Wang Yao had contacted a cancer patient. When he was in Beijing, He Qisheng had asked him to treat his mother. His mother also had the same disease.
There was no cure, at least not with Wang Yao's current ability.
Maybe in the future.
"Sorry to disturb you."
"It's okay. Think of a way to make the patient a little happier." Wang Yao smiled.
His words were direct. Who would be so magnanimous that they could still be happy and smile when they had a terminal illness?
"Aye," Pan Jun replied, then left.
Wang Yao was thinking about this matter.
Cancer?
This disease, he would have to face sooner or later.
How to treat it? Could he think of countermeasures and methods early? Or could he directly contact a patient to try?
Of course, these were just thoughts in his mind.
"Miss, you are back."
In the airport in Beijing, He Qisheng came to pick up Guo Sirou, who had just returned from abroad.
"How is Dr. Wang's matter?"
"There is a problem."
"Such a small matter. Who is in the way?" Guo Sirou frowned.
It was just a certificate. For her family, a problem that could be solved with a phone call. How could there be so many mistakes? Now that the Su family had intervened, wouldn't it be a joke for others to see?
"Well, you should ask the chief about this."
"My father? What is he thinking about?"
Guo Sirou sighed. Since her grandfather passed away, she rarely went home. Her father was now more and more obsessed with power.
"I don't know about this."
"I will go home first. Book a plane ticket to Haiqu for me tomorrow."
"Yes."
The great summer had just passed, but the weather was still unusually hot. It was unbearable. Early in the morning, the sun was dazzling.
"What a hot day!"
"What's wrong? Is the business in the city not busy?"
Wang Yao poured a cup of tea for Wang Mingbao. .
"Fortunately, there is something I want to ask you."
"What is it?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Do you have any friends in Dengzhou who can help you?"
"Dengzhou? What happened?"
"My second uncle's cousin got into trouble there and was locked up in the police station. My second uncle went there. The matter is not easy to handle," Wang Mingbao said.
"Well …"
Wang Yao thought. He really didn't know anyone in Dengzhou.
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