Wang Yao also had an idea. He hoped that in the future, he could reorganize the knowledge he had mastered and the patients he had treated. He hoped that he could write a medical book, just like Sang Guzi. As time went by, he had fallen in love with the profession of pharmacist. He hoped to pass it on and carry forward it.
It was already past 6 p.m. when he finished sorting this out.
After dinner, he went to Nanshan Hill early. He prepared the herbs. At night, he decocted the medicine for Du Feng's heart injury.
I don't know if this intermittent ointment has an effect on such diseases. In the process of decocting the medicine, Wang Yao thought of the intermittent ointment he had just finished. Since it was claimed to be able to make up for the deficiency, it should have a certain effect on such diseases.
It was late at night, and the lights were dim.
That night, Wang Zecheng tossed and turned on the bed. He could not sleep.
"What's wrong?" his wife asked.
"I'm thinking about Dad's illness. I think we should take Dad to the provincial hospital," Wang Zecheng said.
"You should go." His wife supported this.
"I'll ask Wang Yao tomorrow."
"Ask him?"
"He said he could ease Dad's pain, but he couldn't cure it," Wang Zecheng said.
"How can this disease be cured?"
"His medicine should be ready. I'll ask again tomorrow," Wang Zecheng said.
The next morning, Wang Zecheng came to the clinic early and waited.
"Why are you so early?" Wang Yao came down from the mountain and was surprised to see him.
"I want to ask, didn't you say you could ease Dad's pain last time? Is the medicine ready?" Wang Zecheng asked.
"Yes, come in and get it," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, OK." Wang Zecheng followed him into the clinic.
Wang Yao took out the medicine that had been decocted early. The white porcelain bottle had been stored in the grid of the system, so it was still warm.
"How much is it?"
"$10,000."
"How much?" Wang Zecheng was stunned. Last time, Wang Yao had told him that the medicine would be very expensive. He had some psychological preparation, but he did not expect it to be so expensive.
"What? You think it's too expensive?" Wang Yao asked calmly.
"To be honest, it's beyond my imagination," Wang Zecheng said.
Most people had such a reaction. They were not bosses like Tian Yuantu and Wei Hai, who had a net worth of hundreds of millions. Moreover, they trusted Wang Yao's medical skills very much.
To be honest, many people in the village knew that Wang Yao could treat illnesses, but they only thought that he could treat headaches, fevers, backaches, and leg pains. Serious illnesses still needed to be treated in the hospital.
"It's up to you whether you want it or not," Wang Yao said.
The medicine he took was definitely worth the price.
Wang Zecheng thought for a while and said, "How about this? I'll give you five thousand first. Let's see how it works."
"I'll make an exception for one village," Wang Yao said. He was a little surprised that Wang Zecheng could buy it.
"Well, you wait. I'll get the money." Wang Zecheng left in a hurry and came back about half an hour later.
"Here you are." He put the five thousand yuan on the table.
"The medicine, the way to take it, and the contraindications of diet." Wang Yao gave him the porcelain bottle and the piece of paper.
"OK, thank you." Wang Zecheng returned home with the medicine.
He told his wife about it.
"What? Five thousand yuan!" His wife was stunned.
"Yao is too greedy. What kind of medicine is worth five thousand yuan? Isn't he cheating people?"
"Don't worry. Let's try it first. You can't tell our father about it."
"I know." His wife still pouted.
"We are all from the same village. We see each other every day. How can I tell him?" She was still muttering.
Wang Zecheng took the warm medicine to his father's hut. The old man was lying on the kang with his eyebrows knitted.
In the past few days, the illness had worsened. The old man also had a bad feeling, but looking at his son, he did not say or ask.
"Dad?" Wang Zecheng called softly.
"What's the matter?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at his son.
"This is the medicine I brought for you. Drink some."
"Well, OK," the old man said.
"Chinese medicine?" Looking at the medicine poured out of the white porcelain bottle, the old man was a little surprised.
"Yes, Chinese medicine." Wang Zecheng did not say much.
The old man drank all the medicine in the bowl.
The medicine was a little bitter. When he drank it, he only felt the warmth in his abdomen. It quickly spread to his limbs and bones. It was very comfortable.
The old man breathed a long sigh of relief.
"How do you feel, Dad?"
"It's hot and comfortable."
After all, it was still a bowl of medicine. It was not an elixir. It could not have an immediate effect.
"Well, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it. Don't hold it back." Wang Zecheng was worried about whether the medicine would have other side effects.
"Oh, OK, you go ahead. You don't have to accompany me here."
"I'll accompany you for a while."
Wang Zecheng stayed by the kang for a while before going out.
"Dad, how is it?"
"There is nothing unusual. You should listen to him."
"OK."
The old man lay on the kang. He felt that the warmth of his body was very comfortable. It was like soaking in hot water. The pain in his abdomen was slowly alleviating.
Sigh, he sighed. It was because he was comfortable. Then, he slowly fell asleep.
At noon, lunch was ready. Wang Zecheng went to call his father to eat. He walked quietly into the room and saw the old man lying quietly on the kang. He fell asleep. The look on his face was very peaceful. There was no frown caused by pain in the past. He knew from the doctor in the hospital that this disease would make the patient very painful. It was very uncomfortable and difficult to sleep.
"This medicine is really effective." He stood quietly at the side and watched for a while before quietly retreating.
"Where is Dad?"
"Dad is asleep. He is sleeping very soundly. Let's eat first and leave some for Dad." While speaking, Wang Zecheng left a part of each dish and served it separately. Then, the couple began to eat.
Thousands of miles away, in Jing …
"How is it, Chen Lao?"
"The old man's condition is very stable, and it is getting better. The effect of this medicine is really extraordinary." The old man sighed.
"That's good," Wu Tongrong said.
After the Spring Festival, his brother went to Lianshan County and asked for the medicine. The effect was extraordinary. Now, the old man could get out of bed and walk around, which made the whole family very happy.
"When will he come again?"
"I don't know. He just said he would come back after the Spring Festival," Wu Tongrong said.
"It's good that he promised to come," Chen Lao said.
After leaving Wu's house, he went to the home of his old friend. The old man was playing with the bird at home.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so free!"
"Hey, stinky chess player, did you just come out of Wu's house?"
"Well, you are quite well-informed," Chen Lao said.
"He also called me," Li Shengrong said.
"Really?"
"Come on, let's play a game."
"Hey, what's wrong with you today? You are quite active!"
The two old men began to fight in the small courtyard.
"The test results of the medicine are out."
"You didn't analyze it, did you?" Chen Zhouchuan asked.
"Not really," Chen Lao said. "I only analyzed a few drugs. I can't analyze the main drugs."
"Kill Car!"
"Pegasus."
The two old men were talking. Their hands were not idle.
"Have some tea." Li Shengrong's wife brought the tea.
"Thank you." Chen Zhouchuan hurriedly got up and took the teacup.
"Bow Pawn!"
"Flying Elephant."
"I told you a long time ago," Chen Zhouchuan said. "You just don't listen."
"If you can analyze it, you may have a major breakthrough in the treatment of this disease," Chen Zhouchuan said. "This is something that will benefit future generations."
"Come on, don't pretend to be righteous in front of me. You should publicize what you know and let people in the industry learn it for free. That is also something that will benefit future generations. You should do it! "Chen Lao said in a sarcastic tone.
"How can I do that? There are rules in the sect."
"Humph!" Chen Lao waved his hand disdainfully.
"Hey!"
"General!"
"Well, when did your horse come here?"
"When you were pretending just now," Chen Lao said. "Oh, I find that you are getting more and more shameless. Don't call me if you don't have to!"
Chen Lao got up and left. He didn't look back.
"Hey, wait here." Chen Lao got up and pulled his old friend's sleeve, but he was pushed away.
"You are an old man in your 70s. How dare you have ideas about a young man? Li Shengrong, why didn't I know you were like this before?"
Chen Lao left angrily. Only the slightly fat old man was left standing at the door.
He was in a daze.
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