"Can I take a look at you?"
"OK."
Wang Yao checked the old man carefully to make sure he was fine.
"I'll give you acupuncture treatment when my aunt comes back."
"OK."
Not long after, the old man came back with a bottle of soy sauce in his hand. He had gone to buy something.
"Dr. Wang is here."
"Hey, are you feeling better?"
"Much better. My legs don't hurt anymore," the old man happily said.
"OK, I was just about to treat you. It's a little cold in the room." He was not cold, but he would let the old man be bare-chested when he gave him acupuncture treatment. The old man would feel cold.
"I'll make a fire," the old man said. After a short while, the kang bed was warm, and even the room was a lot warmer.
"Uncle, take off your shirt."
"OK."
The old man took off his shirt, revealing his skinny body.
Wang Yao inserted the needles, rubbed them, lifted them, and pulled them out.
He covered the old man with a quilt, warmed it, and massaged his acupoints.
After a series of treatments, the old man felt his body was warm and comfortable. If there were no guests here, he would have slept for a while.
"OK, there is no problem."
"Would you like to have lunch here?" the old man asked.
"No, it's all ready at home."
"Hey, you came all the way here to see a doctor, but you still brought things."
The two elders felt sorry for Wang Yao. They only let Wang Yao leave after they asked him to bring some eggs and salted duck eggs that they made themselves.
"What a good man!" the old man exclaimed.
Eight people, two people left.
Wang Yao looked at the task of intractable diseases that was due in three days.
Is it going to be impossible?
It would be a lie to say that he was not anxious, but it was useless to be anxious.
When he drove back to the mountain village, he happened to see Sun Yunsheng coming out of the clinic.
After stopping the car, he went up and asked, "What's the matter?"
"This is the result of the soil you gave me last time. I sent it to Jing for testing. Take a look. If you need, I can also contact a foreign testing agency."
"Oh, I'll take a look first. When will you go home?"
"I'll leave in the afternoon."
"Let's have lunch together. I'll treat you."
"I'll treat you." Sun Yunsheng was a little flattered.
"My treat."
The two of them did not eat at home. Instead, they went to the small restaurant in the village. At this time, the owner of the restaurant was preparing to close for the New Year.
"Doctor Wang is here."
"Same as usual. Two people, four dishes, and one soup."
"Alright."
The wine was brought by Wang Yao from home.
The two of them chatted while eating. After two months of contact, Wang Yao found that Sun Yunsheng's performance was still good. He was not the kind of foppish rich second generation. His nature was not bad. Of course, it was also possible that the experience of illness had made him change. In short, now it seemed that he was a good young man and also worth making friends with.
Although Pan Jun's family had brought a lot of trouble to the mountain village at that time, they had to make up for it afterward. The last time Pan Jun came, he told Wang Yao a very important piece of news. That was, the matter of Wang Yao's "famous doctor" was basically settled. The announcement had been made, and the rest was just a formality. He had once talked to Sun Yunsheng about this matter, so Wang Yao understood that this time, it must be because of Sun Yunsheng or Pan Jun's father behind the scenes. This was also a kind of help from Sun Yunsheng, so he naturally wanted to express his gratitude.
"When will you come back after going back to Dao?"
"That's not certain. We'll see," Sun Yunsheng replied.
His father had already communicated with him. After the Spring Festival, he would begin to enter his family's business and prepare to take over this huge commercial warship. At that time, he would have much less leisure time.
"Sir, thank you for curing my illness. Thank you for your help to my family. Here's a toast to you."
"You're welcome."
During the meal, Wang Yao drank a few glasses of wine.
In the afternoon, Sun Yunsheng left with his people. The house was empty, but he left a set of keys for Wang Yao. He said that he could live there at any time, but he returned it. There was no need for that.
During dinner, Zhang Xiuying asked softly, "Aren't you going to Tong Wei's house to have a look?"
"Yes, I know," Wang Yao replied. …
In Jing, thousands of miles away …
An old man was coughing badly.
"What's going on? I just got a little better. Why did I catch a cold again? "
"It's not Xiao Guan's fault. It's my fault. I had to go out for a walk to get some fresh air," the old man said weakly.
"Ah!"
"Where's the medicine Tongxing brought back? Give me one pill."
"Yes, I've forgotten about it."
The old man took a pill, the "Nine Herbs Pill".
Gradually, he stopped coughing.
"Dad, how do you feel?"
"Well, it's effective. My chest doesn't feel so tight anymore."
Amazing!
"Where's Tongxing?"
"He took a plane to Lianshan. He wants to invite Dr. Wang to come here before the Spring Festival."
"Nine?"
Wang Yao was a little surprised. When he called out the system panel, he inadvertently found that his task had been brought forward. He only needed one more patient to complete it.
Who is this patient that I cured?
After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out who it was. He simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, it was a good thing.
After the Spring Festival, it was the Spring Festival.
That morning, several groups of guests came. There was Li Maoshuang, Secretary Yang's secretary, Sun Changfeng, and others. Everyone came with gifts.
At noon, Zhang Xiuying asked her son, "Is there anything else?"
"If outsiders see this, they'll think you're a high-ranking official!"
"There should be no more."
Not long after he said this, a guest came.
"Mr. Wu?"
He was very surprised. This was the fifth time in less than a month that this person had come to visit.
"Hello, I took the liberty to disturb you. Please forgive me."
Zhang Xiuying looked at her son who came with a lot of gifts.
"Please come in."
Since the person was already here, the headquarters should drive him out.
"Dr. Wang, have you been busy recently?"
"Yes, not busy. It's the Spring Festival, so there are not many patients," Wang Yao said.
"Can you make a house call?"
"Has the patient's condition worsened again?"
"After taking the medicine you made, he's much better, but his condition is not stable. Recently, he caught a cold," Wu Tongxing said.
Wang Yao did not speak. He looked out of the window.
Wu Tongxing did not speak. He looked at Wang Yao. He hoped so much that Wang Yao could say yes. However, it was close to the Spring Festival. He also knew it was not appropriate to ask him to make a house call at this time. He had no choice. He was worried about the old man's health.
"I'll leave tomorrow. I'll be back in three days. You arrange the itinerary," Wang Yao said after a moment of silence.
"OK!" Wu Tongxing was happy.
"Thank you, thank you very much."
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. I'm not absolutely sure about the patient's illness."
Wu Tongxing left happily.
"Are you going out?" Zhang Xiuying asked. It was the end of the year. She did not want her son to go out at this time.
"I'm going to Jing for three days. I'll come back and visit my aunt's family," Wang Yao said.
"Tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"I'll prepare something to talk to your aunt. You can bring it to your aunt."
"OK."
The next day, Wu Tongxing waited outside early. Wang Yao brought some things, which were local specialties of his family.
"Dr. Wang, do you have relatives in Jing?" Wu Tongxing asked.
"Yes, my aunt is in Jing."
"Oh," Wu Tongxing replied, but he secretly remembered this information in his heart.
They took the car to Dao City and drove all the way to the airport. Then, they took a plane directly to Jing. There was no one else on the plane. It was actually specially prepared for them. This also let Wang Yao see the power of this family.
It was already afternoon when they arrived in Jing.
"Dr. Wang, shall we eat something first?"
"No, see the doctor first," Wang Yao said.
"OK."
The car went directly to the most heavily guarded place in Sijiu City.
Wang Yao saw the patient. He was a skinny old man. It was hard to tell how powerful he used to be. At the moment, he looked no different from the old people in the village. The only difference was that he lived in a different place.
"Dad, this is Dr. Wang I told you about."
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
The patient's illness was very serious.
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