"What's wrong with the King Pharmacist? He hasn't seen any patients for six days. I've been waiting here for 10 days."
"It's only been 10 days. You should be content. Some people have been waiting here for 20 days."
The King Pharmacist was in a bad mood because he hadn't figured out the composition of the decoction. He hadn't seen any patients in the past few days, which made the people waiting outside suffer. It was normal that he wouldn't see patients when he was in a bad mood.
"I don't know when the King Pharmacist will cool down this time."
"Well, let's keep waiting."
The people waiting to see a doctor in the village helplessly glanced at the two-story bamboo building.
There was nothing they could do about it.
It started to rain in Dali the next morning. It was not too fast or too slow.
The Han family moved the seriously ill Lao Si into the RV they had prepared and drove to the village where the King Pharmacist was. After a few hours of running and bumping, they arrived at the village.
"Hey, the King Pharmacist didn't see any patients today!" Han Xing, who got out of the RV, overheard the conversation of the people waiting there.
"Do we have to wait in line?" he asked Han Zhigao.
"I don't think so. Didn't he tell us to come in seven days?"
"Why don't you ask him first?"
"OK, I know," Han Xing said.
Han Zhigao went outside the bamboo building.
"You don't have to go. The King Pharmacist hasn't been in a good mood these days. He won't see any patients today," someone kindly reminded him.
"I'll go and have a look," Han Zhigao said.
Outside the bamboo building was a fence less than a person's height. There was also a wooden door with a bell hanging on it. Wang Yao went over and rang the bell.
Ding! Ding!
Ding! A man in his 30s walked out of the bamboo building. He was Cheng, who had accompanied the King Pharmacist to Dali last time.
"Hello."
"It's you. Did you bring the patient?" He recognized Han Zhigao at a glance.
"Yes," Han Zhigao said.
"Wait a minute." He went into the bamboo building and quickly came out.
"Bring the patient in," Han Zhigao said.
"OK, thank you," Han Zhigao said.
Han Zhigao left in a hurry. It didn't take long for Han Zhigao to carry the patient into the bamboo building with a stretcher.
"Didn't he say he wouldn't see any patients? What's going on?" The people in the village were very surprised.
"I think the King of Medicine has already promised them," someone said.
"Look, that person is seriously ill!"
"Yes, his whole body is wrapped in bandages. Could he have been burned by the fire?"
"The last time I saw someone come here, he also looked like this. I heard that he stayed here for a month."
"You've been here before?"
"Last time, I came with a friend. This time, I came to see the doctor on my own."
Inside the bamboo house, the King of Medicine didn't seem very happy. The Han family members didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Leave two people behind. The rest of you, leave."
"Ai."
Han Xing and Han Zhiyu stayed behind, and the rest of the people went outside the bamboo building.
"Remove all the gauze from his body."
"Alright." Han Zhigao was about to take action, but Ah Cheng stepped in front of the patient and quickly untied the gauze.
After unraveling it, the three layers of medicine had completely congealed like a blood scab. Moreover, there were cracks on them.
"Break!"
Ah Cheng quickly broke the scab. This time, his movements were very gentle. When the scab was broken, a unique smell rushed out. It was a little pungent.
The patient's skin was no longer as scary as it had been at the beginning. A faint flesh color could be seen.
Ah Cheng had been able to remove rot and promote muscle growth.
It's working! Han Xing and Han Zhiyu thought when they saw that.
The King of Medicine approached the patient and looked carefully.
"Medicine."
Hearing this, Ah Cheng carried the three jars of medicine over.
"You do it."
"Yes, Master."
Ah Cheng began to work.
The first jar was green in color. It was as thick as honey, and the smell was a little pungent.
Ah Cheng's movements were obviously much slower than the King of Medicine's last time, but his hands were very steady and careful.
"Help him stand up."
"OK." Han Zhigao hurried forward to help. His hands inevitably touched the medicine. He only felt that it was very cold.
After touching the first layer of medicine, it was the second layer, which was as thick as a plaster. This layer completely sealed the first layer of medicine. Then it was the third layer, which was a layer of powder.
At this point, Ah Cheng's arms were already trembling slightly.
Phew!
After finishing this step, he let out a long sigh of relief. After resting for a while, he carefully wrapped the patient's body with gauze again.
The King of Medicine nodded. Apparently, he was satisfied with his disciple's performance just now.
"Give him a cordyceps pill."
"Yes, Master."
Ah Cheng poured out a pill from a medicine bottle. It was about the size of a thumb. He gave it to the patient.
"OK, come back in 10 days," the King of Medicine said.
"OK, thank you." Han Xing and Han Zhiyu felt as if they had been pardoned.
During the treatment process, the two of them didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They were afraid that if they angered the King of Medicine, all their previous efforts would be wasted. It was also a torturous process for them.
"I'll go out and call someone." Han Zhiyu got up and was about to go out.
"Wait," the King of Medicine said.
"What else can I do for you?"
The King of Medicine stared at the two of them. They couldn't guess what he was thinking, but the two brothers felt very uncomfortable being stared at. They felt like they were being stared at by a beast in the dark.
"These three medicines, where did they come from?" He pointed at the three porcelain bottles in front of him and asked.
"Oh, so that's it," the two brothers whispered. "Old man, don't be so scary."
"They came from a young doctor," Han Xing said.
"Tell me more details."
Then, Han Xing told the King of Medicine in detail. Anyway, they had already given the medicine provided by Wang Yao to the King of Medicine. They had already broken the promise they made to Wang Yao. It didn't matter if they said more.
"Sang Guzi, that old guy."
The King of Medicine lowered his head and pondered. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Let's go." The King of Medicine waved his hand.
"Yes."
The two brothers carefully carried the Han Clan's Fourth Brother out, along with the people who came from outside. Then, they bid farewell and left.
"Your hand touched the medicine, so it may itch and hurt. Don't panic. It will be fine soon," Cheng told Han Zhiyu.
"OK, I know."
"Hey, they are out." The people outside saw them carry Han Xing out.
"Hey, has he been cured or not?"
"Yes, he has. Didn't you see that the gauze outside has been changed?"
"I'll go and ask."
Someone came in front of him.
"Brother, please excuse me for a moment." Someone stopped Han Xing.
"What's the matter?"
"I thought the King of Medicine didn't see any patients today," the person said.
"We made an appointment a long time ago," Han Xing said.
"Oh, thank you."
"You're welcome."
After carrying Han Xing into the car, they were ready to go to Dali.
"Hey, I remember. They were the people who gave the medicine to the King of Medicine a few days ago. I know one of them." One of the people waiting for treatment recognized Han Zhigao.
"Hey, don't tell me they made the King of Medicine unhappy?"
"No, if he was unhappy, he would still treat them."
The car started and moved forward bumpily.
Thousands of miles away in Lianshan County, it was still raining.
Wang Yao drove out of the mountain village and went to the seedling nursery where he often bought seedlings.
"Hey, where is your boss?"
"I am the boss." The person who greeted Wang Yao was a man in his 30s. He was very strong.
"Has he changed?"
"Oh, my brother asked me to take care of the nursery nursery. He is busy with other things. Do you know my brother?"
"Yes."
"Then you must be a regular customer. May I know your surname?"
"My surname is Wang."
"Wang Yao, right?" The man actually called out Wang Yao's name.
"Yes, that's me."
"Sure enough, it's you. Come in, please." After confirming Wang Yao's identity, the man was very polite. He invited Wang Yao into the office in the nursery nursery and made him tea.
"Before my brother asked me to take care of the nursery nursery, he specifically asked me to give you the best things at the lowest price since you are a distinguished customer," the young man said. "Oh, my name is Li Shiyu. You can call me Xiao Li."
"Hello, Manager Li. Here are the trees I want. Take a look."
"Eucalyptus, banyan, jujube …"
"No problem," Li Shiyu said after looking carefully. Although he felt that the trees and shrubs the customer wanted were a bit messy, he stopped thinking about it when he recalled what his elder brother had told him.
"When can you get them ready?"
"Within seven days."
"Okay, call me when you are ready." Wang Yao left his phone number.
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