"Let's rest for a night," Wang Yao said.
They found a place to rest for the night and continued their journey the next day.
According to the rules, large trucks and buses were not allowed to go on the highway at a certain time in the evening. Wang Yao chose to rest in this area. There were many people staying there.
After parking the car, they found a hotel to stay in.
It was a little windy that night.
The temperature dropped a lot the next day.
"Phew, it's a little cold," Wang Yao said.
After eating something in the rest area, they continued their journey.
The car was driving fast on the highway like a leopard.
"What the f * ck! That old man!" Wang Mingbao searched for Director Long Yunfei on his phone.
According to the latest information, this Mr. Long played a leading role in the fight against the epidemic in Shangjun. He also sorted out a set of very effective treatment obstacles and invented a prescription.
"He actually applied for a patent for this pharmacy. How shameless!" The more Wang Mingbao looked at it, the angrier he got.
"This matter is over just like that?"
"How could it be?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"How could it be?" Long Yunfei growled in a low voice.
"According to the test results, there is indeed no problem," Wang Yao said.
"Then why did I have such a reaction?" Long Yunfei tried to walk by himself in the morning. However, after walking for less than 20 steps, he lost control of his legs again. It was as if his body was still his one second ago, but the next second, he lost control of his legs. It was amazing.
"This may be a behavior disorder," Wang Yao said.
"What behavior disorder?"
"Long, you know, even though medicine is very advanced now, there are still some diseases that can't be detected."
This sentence was very true. For example, some people would have a headache, but after going to the hospital to rent a comprehensive examination, they still couldn't find any problem.
"What should we do?" Long Yunfei was dumbfounded.
"Go to Jing?"
"I have a suggestion."
"Go ahead."
"Go to the Chinese medicine department."
"Chinese medicine?"
"Yes, I've encountered such a situation before. I couldn't detect it, but the disease really existed, so I recommended them to the Chinese medicine department. The effect was quite good."
Long Yunfei didn't answer immediately.
"He has already been transferred. You don't have to worry. If you don't want to go, you can go to the Chinese medicine hospital to have a look."
"Okay, then I'll go and have a look. Sorry to trouble you," Long Yunfei said.
"You're welcome."
Then, he went to the Chinese medicine department. The doctors there were very surprised when they saw him.
"Hello, Director Long."
"Hello, who are you?"
They didn't expect Long Yunfei to come here in a wheelchair.
After the examination, they came to the conclusion that he was sick, but the problem was in his waist and abdomen. The specific problem was unknown.
"Poor Qi and blood flow?" After hearing this, he felt uncomfortable. Although he studied western medicine, it didn't mean that he didn't know about traditional Chinese medicine.
Whose Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly, causing their legs to not listen to them?
I'm also a professional. Can't you guys give me a more reliable reason?
He obviously didn't believe this explanation.
"This is indeed the result of my diagnosis." The doctor might have noticed that Long Yunfei didn't seem to believe his diagnosis, so he directly said it. As a doctor, he was in a bad mood when he was doubted, so his tone was not very good.
"Okay, I see," Long Yunfei said coldly. Then, he left with the help of his assistant.
After he left, the doctor said with disgust, "He's in a wheelchair, but he still has such a bad temper!"
"What's wrong with him?" a colleague asked.
"To be honest, I don't know," the doctor said.
Logically speaking, such a small problem didn't seem to cause such a big reaction. His legs didn't listen to him?
Qi and blood flow? Meridians?
The doctor seemed to think of something.
"Hey, why was he transferred here in the first place?"
"There's a story behind this."
"Tell me about it."
"Okay."
…
On the way back, Wang Yao received a call from Tong Wei. He decided to go to Dao instead.
"What's wrong with Tong Wei?"
"Nothing. She said she missed me, so I'm going to see her," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I miss Miss Han too."
"Do you want to get off in front of me?"
"Forget it," Wang Mingbao said with a smile. …
It was already evening when they arrived at Dao.
"I'm going to stay at Tong Wei's place for the night. What about you?"
"I … I'll find a hotel," Wang Mingbao said.
"I won't disturb your blissful two-person world anymore."
After hearing that Wang Yao had come, Tong Wei asked for leave to see Wang Yao.
It was a restaurant near the sea. There was a private room with a view of the sea and several exquisite side dishes.
Tong Wei listened to Wang Yao calmly talk about the trip to Qinzhou.
"Are the children okay?"
"They're fine. They're all good," Wang Yao said.
"What about the guy with the surname Long?"
"He's not well. I guess he's trying to find a way to cure his illness," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Is that mountain village so poor?"
"It's very backward," Wang Yao said. "Those children are tired."
"There should be a way to help them," Tong Wei said.
"I can think about it." After saying that, Wang Yao's eyes lit up. "Well, there's a way."
"What is it?"
"There's no hurry. It's not time yet," he said with a smile.
After dinner, the two of them walked along the beach. It was late autumn. In less than half a month, most of the northern areas would be heated up. At this time, the sea breeze was actually a little cold.
The wind messed up her hair.
The two of them walked quietly.
"Are you cold?"
"A little."
Wang Yao took off his coat and put it on Tong Wei's shoulders.
"Our company transferred a new person to be in charge."
"What's wrong?"
"He's French. He has a bad temper," Tong Wei said.
"Did he give you trouble?"
"No, but I reported to him a few times. He's very strict," Tong Wei said.
"Not used to it?"
"Not really."
"If you're not used to it, you can quit. I'll take care of you," Wang Yao said with a smile.
After hearing that, Tong Wei stopped and looked back at Wang Yao. Her eyes were gentle and affectionate.
Wang Yao smiled faintly.
"No!" Tong Wei pouted her red lips and said naughtily.
Ha-ha.
"Go home?"
"Okay."
It was cold all night. The next day, it was frosty outside.
Tong Wei had asked for leave, but there was an emergency in the company, so she had to go back to work. Wang Yao went to Sun Zhengrong's home. He had come to Dao City to see Sun Yunsheng's illness.
After receiving Wang Yao's call, Sun Zhengrong had been waiting at home.
"Dr. Wang, welcome."
"Hello, Mr. Sun."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Yao went upstairs directly.
At this time, Sun Yunsheng was practicing meditation in his room.
"Dr. Wang?!" He didn't expect Wang Yao to come back.
"You look well, and you're much more confident."
Looking at his complexion and listening to his voice, Sun Yunsheng knew he had recovered a lot.
"Yes, I do feel much better recently. Although I still feel hot from time to time, I can suppress it with my own will," Sun Yunsheng said.
He could be considered to have started all over again. He had to thank this young doctor, who was about the same age as him.
"Let me take a look at you again."
He checked Sun Yunsheng's pulse.
"The heat toxin is still there. It's rooted deep in the internal organs," Wang Yao said.
Then, he asked Sun Yunsheng to take off his shirt. Again, he used neixi to guide a considerable amount of heat toxin out of Sun Yunsheng's body.
After the treatment, Sun Yunsheng's back was red as if he had been whipped by something.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring any medicine," Wang Yao said.
After the treatment, Sun Zhengrong and his son chatted with Wang Yao for a while in the living room.
"You went to Qinzhou?"
"Yes, by chance." Wang Yao briefly mentioned his trip to Qinzhou.
"Is the village very poor?"
Sun Zhengrong asked. "Yes, it's quite poor. The clothes the children wear are quite old."
"My group has another poor student program. I can help them," Sun Zhengrong said.
His career had reached such a level that he had begun to think about giving back to society. To put it bluntly, the country had made so much money for him. It was reasonable for him to take out some money to help those in need. It was not necessarily a good thing to be stingy with a net worth of hundreds of millions.
"Yes, that's great."
"Write down the address of the village," Wang Yao said. "I'll arrange for someone to deal with it."
"Okay." Wang Yao wrote down the address of the village randomly. He also left the phone number of the old secretary.
"I thank you on behalf of the children."
"Ah, it's a small matter," Sun Zhengrong said with a smile.
It was a small matter for him, but it was a big deal for the village and the children there, even if he only spent some money to buy some books and clothes for them.
"I'll leave now. You can come to my clinic if you have time," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
The father and son saw Wang Yao off. Sun Zhengrong immediately arranged for people to take action immediately. They went to the village to see what kind of help they needed.
On the way back, Wang Yao also considered donating some money or buying some things to help the village.
He and Wang Mingbao stayed in Dao for a day. Then, they drove back to the village.
"Why don't you stay here for a few more days?"
"It's not necessary. I've seen the people and said what I needed to say. Besides, I can come whenever I want," Wang Yao said.
"Yes, it's here."
The distance between Dao and Lianshan was not so far. It was not like Jiaxian, which was thousands of miles away.
They set off in the morning. It was already afternoon when they arrived in Lianshan. Wang Yao first sent Wang Mingbao back to the store. Then, he drove home. When he arrived home, his mother was cooking.
"Mom, I'm back."
He called out.
"You're back." Zhang Xiuying put down the kitchen utensils in her hand and greeted him.
Even if it was only for a few days, she was still worried about her son.
"What are these?" She looked at the two big bags Wang Yao was carrying.
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