"Yes, one of his apprentices came to us and mentioned it," Sun Yunsheng said to his father.
"He has an apprentice?" Sun Zhengrong was surprised.
"I mentioned him to you last time. He is a doctor in the local county hospital," Sun Yunsheng said.
"Oh, I remember now. Don't worry about the mountain. Just get it ready. But the building must be done well."
"I see," Sun Yunsheng said.
"How are Lin and Hao recovering?"
"They are doing well. I have seen a doctor. They will be fully recovered in less than a month."
"That's good."
"He may still have some trouble," Sun Yunsheng said.
"I know. I have talked to the relevant departments. You have to make friends with him. If you can solve such problems for him in advance, do it. Don't wait until he comes to us and asks for help," Sun Zhengrong said.
"In this way, he doesn't know what we have done." Sun Yunsheng was puzzled.
"He doesn't need to know. Think about it. If one day he finds out about it, what will he think?" Sun Zhengrong asked.
"We have to make friends with Mr. Wang and treat him as a real friend."
"I know, Dad."
The father and son talked for a long time, mostly about the direction of the behemoth under their control. Their business had reached this stage. It seemed to be glorious, but they didn't know that it was difficult to move forward. A little carelessness could cause the huge family business to go down the drain. There were many such examples in China. As the saying goes, a tall tree attracts the wind. There were many people secretly eyeing their family business.
One morning, an unexpected visitor came to the mountain village. It was a hale and hearty old man in his 70s. He was accompanied by a middle-aged man in his 40s.
"Mr. Sang, why are you here? Please come in."
The visitor was Sang Guzi, Wang Yao's friend.
"Have some tea." Wang Yao made him a cup of tea he grew on the mountain.
"Thank you."
"Have you been busy recently?"
Sang Guzi asked. "Not very busy. I was busy for a while before the Spring Festival," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"What about you?"
"Me? I spent the new year in my hometown and was preparing to go on a trip. However, I got into trouble again. I couldn't solve it myself, so I came to ask for help," Sang Guzi said with a smile.
"Please speak."
"Who is this young man? Why does Elder Sang regard him so highly and treat him with such respect?" the middle-aged man standing to the side wondered.
Someone in his family had contracted a strange illness. His father and Sang Guzi had known each other for more than 20 years and could be considered as old friends. Therefore, he asked for help. Sang Guzi went to his father's house to take a look, but he said that there was nothing he could do. However, he knew someone who might be able to cure the illness and was willing to recommend him. Therefore, he came directly to this small mountain village and met this young man in front of him.
"He's so young, how capable can he be?" This person had the same thought as most of the people who had met Wang Yao for the first time.
"Another old friend's son is seriously ill. I went to see him, but there was nothing I could do, so I came here to trouble you," Sang Guzi said.
"What kind of illness?"
"He was poisoned. A strange poison that caused his entire body to rot," Sang Guzi said.
"Strange poison?" Wang Yao said.
"Yes."
"Where is it?"
"In Dali."
"Since you're here, I'll go and have a look," Wang Yao said.
He had to give face to this old man.
"It will take three to four days. You can find someone to arrange the itinerary. We'll leave in the afternoon. I need to prepare some medicine."
"OK," Sang Guzi said.
"Then I won't be a hindrance here," the old man said with a smile.
"No hurry, please wait a moment. I've been here once, and it's getting late. I'll leave after dinner." Wang Yao called to order a meal.
"Do you mind if I take a look around?" the old man asked.
"No problem, do as you please," Wang Yao said with a smile.
This was not the first time the old man had been here, but the last time he was here, the clinic was not like this. Some things had not been fully replenished.
He went directly to the Seven-Star Herb Cabinet.
"Well, is this an antique?" He reached out to touch it, and his eyes lit up.
This kind of thing was nothing in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of people in the industry, it was a rare treasure.
"Yes," Wang Yao said.
He opened the cabinet and looked at the herbs inside. He put it next to his nose and smelled it.
"Well, it's good herbs." He opened several medicine cabinets.
"Are all the herbs in here wild?" Sang Guzi was a little surprised.
"They are all wild," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, it's rare!" the old man sighed.
"I've been traveling all over the country, and this is the second clinic I've seen that uses wild herbs as medicine," the old man said.
"Oh, the second one? Where is the first one?" Wang Yao asked curiously.
"In southern Yunnan," Sang Guzi said.
"There's an extremely bad-tempered old man there." Speaking of that person, Sang Guzi's expression was very strange. He was a little angry, but also a little admiring.
"He must be a famous medical expert," Wang Yao said.
"He is very famous in the southwest provinces. He is called the King Pharmacist of Miaojiang," Sang Guzi said.
"King Pharmacist?" Wang Yao was surprised to hear this title.
Anyone who could be called "King" was definitely one of the top existences in a certain field.
"I was not convinced at first, but after seeing him with my own eyes, I know he is extraordinary. He uses a secret medicine of Miaojiang, which is very magical. He has found some lost ancient prescriptions," Sang Guzi said. A few simple words let Wang Yao understand the extraordinariness of this "King Pharmacist." Sang Guzi, who was known as the Sage of the Apricot Forest, praised the old man. The old man must be very capable.
"What's his name?"
"Wu San."
"What?"
"You didn't hear wrong," Sang Guzi said. He was a little surprised to hear this name for the first time. "He is the third child in his family, so he was named that. After he became famous, he did not change it. Now, very few people call him by his name. They all call him the King Pharmacist."
"Yes." Wang Yao nodded.
"In terms of the magic of medicine, you are not inferior to him," Sang Guzi said.
"You flatter me," Wang Yao hurriedly said.
The old man looked around. Wang Yao also prepared a few herbs. They were all common herbs, but they could also reduce heat.
It was noon before they knew it. Wang Yao invited them to the village for lunch. He asked them to wait for a while. He went up Nanshan Hill to pick up several licorice roots, such as antidote grass, octagonal tree, lingshanji, everlasting grass, and other licorice roots.
He reactivated the battle array and told his family.
"You are going away? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, I have something urgent to do. I will be back in three days. I have arranged everything on the mountain. You and my father just need to make sure there is no fire. Don't worry about anything else." He told his parents about the battle array and the Xianqiuluo on the mountain. He did not want them to have any problems when they went up without knowing. He also asked them to drink some water boiled from the stems and leaves of the Xianqiuluo every few days so that they could resist the hallucinations caused by the flowers.
"Don't worry, we know."
They arrived in Dao in the afternoon. They took a plane from Dao to Dali.
It was late at night when they arrived in Dali. There was a car waiting for them. The car drove them to the accommodation that had been arranged.
"Is this your first time in Dali?"
"Yes, it is my first time here," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, I will show Dr. Wang around tomorrow," the middle-aged man named Han Zhiyu said.
"Okay."
After they checked in, they had a meal in the hotel the next day. Then, they went to the patient's home.
In the quaint courtyard, they were welcomed by an elegant man in his forties.
"Dr. Sang."
"Is this Dr. Wang?"
"Hello."
After they entered the house, they exchanged some pleasantries. Then, they went to the patient's room.
Before they entered, they smelled a stench. It was as if a piece of meat had been left to rot for months.
After entering the room, they saw a person lying on the bed. His body was wrapped in gauze. There was a calming incense burning in the room. The patient's body was slightly undulating. His breathing was weak.
Wang Yao went closer to take a closer look. The patient was in a coma or in a coma.
He put his hand on it.
The pulse was weak. It was like a drop of water dripping from a house.
This was the sign of a dead pulse.
The patient was poisoned. It had already entered his internal organs.
This situation is very similar to Su Xiaoxue's condition, Wang Yao thought.
After seeing the patient, they came out of the room.
"How is he?" Sang Guzi asked.
"The disease has entered his internal organs. His life is in danger," Wang Yao said.
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