Not only the grapes, but the other plants in the yard also didn't wither, which was a typical violation of the law of nature.
Firstly, the ancient spring water had extraordinary effects. Secondly, it was also affected by the layout of the yard. After all, it could barely be called a battle array.
That night, there was a theft in the village.
The person who had just killed the sheep went into the house, but nothing was stolen, which scared Wang Fenghou.
"You should sell it quickly. You don't need to care about the money. Anyway, it's free money," his wife said worriedly. After all, they had children at home. They were not afraid of thieves stealing, but they were afraid of thieves thinking about them.
"OK, I'll sell it!"
Two sheep's treasures were 20,000 yuan. It was indeed free money for them. It was equivalent to killing more than 100 sheep.
"It's too cheap," Wang Yao said after hearing the news.
The rarer something was, the more valuable it was.
This thing was very rare, so it was naturally very expensive. The person who bought it could make at least tens of thousands of yuan.
"But it's good to sell it."
Since the incident, the village suddenly became popular to kill sheep. They could kill two or three sheep a day.
They all wanted to make a windfall!
After hearing the news, Wang Yao laughed.
If sheep's treasures were so easy to get, they wouldn't be so valuable.
The result was doomed. In three days, they killed more than a dozen sheep, but they didn't get a single sheep's treasure.
Wang Yao used two days to harvest all the herbs on the mountain and then sold most of them through the system. He needed the herbs provided by the system to decoct the extraordinary potency of the medicine. He left some of them, dried some of them, and stir-fried some of them. There was also a big pot on the mountain, which was also a kind of exercise for him.
He had the theory in his mind, but the actual practice was different. He needed to verify it carefully.
Wang Mingbao came to the mountain village in the evening with a haggard middle-aged man and a thin, pale-faced child. The child looked about six or seven years old. Because of his thin cheeks, his eyes were big and his hair was dry and yellow.
They found Wang Yao as soon as they arrived.
Malnutrition.
This was the conclusion Wang Yao came to after seeing the child for the first time.
His eyeballs were yellow, his liver was damaged, his breathing was weak, and his breath was insufficient.
Not only the child, but the middle-aged man beside him was also in poor health. His expression was dim, his eyes were dull, and his hair was withered and yellow. The father and son were like seedlings that had been roasted by the heavens and earth.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"It hurts, it hurts all over," the child's father said.
"Your whole body hurts. Come, let me have a look." Wang Yao checked carefully and was shocked.
Poisoning, a very serious poisoning. The poison had entered the five viscera, and the damage to the liver was especially serious. That was because it was the organ that detoxified the poison.
This child's life was in danger now. He had to be detoxified immediately. As for the poison in his body, he would analyze it later.
Wang Yao's detoxification method was very simple. He boiled the detoxification grass in water, mixed it with sliced Ganoderma lucidum and licorice.
He came out in less than half an hour.
After the medicinal soup cooled down a little, he let the young man drink it.
After a short while, his stomach began to grumble. The child's complexion was not good, and his face was covered in sweat. ,
"What happened?"
"My stomach hurts. I have diarrhea."
"The toilet is outside."
The role of the detoxification grass was to detoxify. This kind of licorice root could detoxify part of the toxins in the human body. At the same time, it had another role, which was to expel the toxins that it could not detoxify from the body quickly through various methods. The simplest way was to defecate and urinate.
The child had diarrhea and squatted in the toilet for nearly half an hour before he came out.
"How do you feel?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
"My stomach is empty. I'm hungry." The child's answer was honest.
"Hungry?" Wang Yao was stunned. He didn't expect the child to answer like that.
"Does your body still hurt?"
"Huh?" The child was stunned. He just realized that it seemed that he had not been in pain for a while.
"Yes, it seems that it hasn't hurt for a while."
"That's good. Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"How can that be?" The child's father said. He had brought his child here to see a doctor. He had seen the doctor give his child a dose of medicine, and then the child had diarrhea. Regardless of the effect, the doctor had taken good care of the child. Moreover, the kind man named Wang Mingbao had paid for the father and son's travel expenses. Now, the doctor wanted to treat the father and son to a meal.
"I'll treat you."
"Master Gong, listen to me here. It's my treat," Wang Mingbao said with a smile.
He knew about the family's situation. They were very poor. Usually, they could not afford to eat or wear at home. This could be seen from the father and son's clothes. Moreover, the economy in Shangjun was not developed, and their village was known as a poor village. They really did not have much money. This time, they only brought a few hundred yuan with them.
The place they chose was very simple. It was the restaurant in the village.
"This child needs to eat more bland food," Wang Yao said.
His body had just expelled the toxins. He couldn't eat anything too greasy. His organs had been affected by the toxins. His digestive ability was very weak.
"Got it."
They ordered a few dishes, which were all relatively bland. The meat was easily digested river prawns. In addition, they ordered a chicken and a mushroom soup.
"Eat."
"Okay!"
The child had never eaten so many dishes. He didn't eat anything else but the roast chicken.
"Haha, your digestive ability is still poor. Eat less. Eat more of this." Wang Yao pointed at the mushroom soup with a smile.
"We often eat this," the child said.
Wang Yao smiled and didn't say anything more.
These things were only temporary enjoyment. He was afraid that he would have diarrhea when he went back at night.
However, even if it was only temporary enjoyment, it was still good.
After the meal, it was already dark. Next, it was time to arrange things for the father and son. This was easy. Wang Mingbao had four large tile-roofed houses at home. They could live there after tidying up.
"Thank you so much, Manager Wang." The middle-aged man surnamed Gong had tears in his eyes. He didn't know what to say.
"Ziqiang, quickly kowtow to Manager Wang and Dr. Wang," he said to his son beside him.
The child knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Hey, you can't do that. Get up quickly." Wang Yao grabbed the child.
The father and son followed Wang Mingbao back to his house. After settling down, Wang Mingbao came out again to talk to Wang Yao by the river.
"What's the matter with this child?" Wang Yao asked.
"I happened to meet him when I went to Shangjun," Wang Mingbao said with a smile.
"Then you became merciful?"
"No, it's not something that can be explained in a few words. Is the child okay?"
"It would be troublesome if he came a few days later," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"There is more than one child in the village school with this problem."
"What?!" Wang Yao frowned after hearing that.
"More than one, but his condition is more serious."
"How many children are there?"
"About 40 to 50."
"So many." Wang Yao looked at the river under the night sky.
After a long time, he looked up and asked, "Are you free?"
"Why?"
"I want to have a look," Wang Yao said.
"Okay, no problem."
If he did not know about this matter, it would be another matter. But now that he knew, these children might be in danger. He was not a saint. This was a subconscious thought. Perhaps if it were another doctor, they might also want to take a look.
The most important thing for a medical practitioner was not superb medical skills, but the heart to "practice medicine to help the world."
"When?"
"Tomorrow." Wang Yao thought for a moment.
"Okay, tomorrow it is."
After returning home, Wang Yao told his parents about the family situation. His parents did not have the slightest objection. They were unanimous in their support.
"Okay, how do I get there?"
"Let's drive. It's more convenient to have a car," Wang Yao said.
The journey was thousands of miles. It would probably take a few days to go back and forth.
"Be careful on the road."
"Okay, I have to go up the mountain."
After giving his parents a massage to relax their muscles and bones, he went up the mountain.
This time, he needed some things to go to Shangjun. Ah, licorice roots.
Detoxification grass could detoxify hundreds of poisons.
This was what he had to bring. He only pinched off a leaf of each plant. In this way, they could continue to grow until they bore seeds and fruits.
"Shanjing." He carefully dug up one. Its stem was like a potato, but it was much smaller. The ones that he had planted a while ago were just like chicken eggs.
It's a pity to use it now!
This time, he dug up two Shanjing.
Because it was the root, once it was dug out, it could not grow. The main part of the Shanjing was the root. The stem and leaves could also be used as medicine, but the efficacy was much lower. Anyway, it was better than nothing. He also put it in the grid of the system.
Except for these two licorice roots, he did not touch the others.
The night was getting darker.
In the mountain village, in Wang Mingbao's house, Gong Aiguo and his father were lying on the kang.
"Father, why do you think Manager Wang is so good to us?"
"How do I know? We met a living Bodhisattva."
"Yes."
What was a Bodhisattva? It was a god who saved people from suffering. This was what the children heard from the old people in the village. It was the best god.
At this moment, Gong Aiguo was thinking about how to repay Manager Wang.
"By the way, Ziqiang, does your body still hurt?"
"Yes, but it's much worse."
"Oh, Dr. Wang's medicine is effective," said Wang Yao.
"Yes, the doctors in the county can't cure it." In Gong Aiguo's eyes, the doctors in the county were already very good. In fact, he only went to the county a few times a year. This time, if his body was not so painful, he would not go to the hospital in the county, let alone the city.
They did not have the money to go.
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