After dinner, Wang Yao went to Nanshan Hill early.
He needed to concoct a medicine that could keep Wen Wan's life. Although the Nine Herbs Pill had extraordinary medicinal properties, it was still not enough for Wen Wan's current condition.
He chose a few licorice roots.
Moonlight nourished Yin and calmed the nerves.
Everlasting grass was not dirty and could make up for loss and loss.
These two herbs were easy. He wanted to add Changyang, which also had the effect of nourishing the five viscera, but he did not have enough redemption points.
In the cottage, the firewood was burning, making crackling sounds.
The multifunctional pot for herbs was clear and green, exuding a unique herbal fragrance.
These two herbs did not conflict with each other and had no side effects.
It did not take long for the medicine to be ready.
That night, he went to bed early.
The night was very quiet.
The night in the mountain village was much quieter than in the city.
However, some people were tossing and turning.
Professor Lu could not fall asleep lying in bed. It was not because the bed was too hard, but because he had too many things on his mind.
He was not only worried about Wen Wan's condition. He had just received a call from home. It was his wife, who had been with him for decades. She was a very virtuous woman. Before he left, he told his wife that he was accompanying a friend to see a doctor and might be delayed for a while. His wife did not say much. She just reminded him to take care of his body when he was outside and not to be tired.
He had a virtuous wife and sensible children. He also had a decent job and lived a very happy life.
However, he still could not forget his first love and was willing to do so much for her. This was a kind of spiritual derailment. This was a kind of cheap behavior.
Of course, he did not dare to tell his wife and family such things. He could only bury it in his heart.
Sigh, a sigh.
In the next room, Wen Wan also could not sleep. She could not sleep because of the torture of her illness. Her whole body was unspeakably uncomfortable.
Sigh. It was also a sigh, but she did not have much strength.
The night was very quiet. It was very long for people who could not sleep.
The next morning, the sun rose as usual, but it was a little cold.
Wang Yao received a phone call when he was still on Nanshan Hill.
"Master, are you free today?" It was Pan Jun who called.
"Yes, come."
"Okay."
Pan Jun hung up the phone happily.
"Look at how happy you are. You look like a child!" His wife said when she saw this.
"Of course I'm happy. I'm going to learn some skills. You've already tried what I've learned. It's useful, right?" Pan Jun asked.
He had learned from Wang Yao for a short period of time, mainly about the knowledge of meridians and acupoints. He had completely mastered it and learned the most basic techniques. He first familiarized himself with it for a period of time, then began to experiment on his own family members. The first one was his wife, and the results were good.
After a day of work, his wife said that her body felt much better after his massage. She could fall asleep easily at night. Moreover, after a night of sleep, she was full of energy. His wife was naturally very happy and praised him a lot.
"This master of yours is truly capable!" These were his wife's exact words.
"Of course."
Pan Jun had wanted to go for a long time, but he knew that Wang Yao had gone on a long trip recently. First, he went to Beijing, then he went to Dali. These two trips had delayed him for nearly ten days. It was not easy to get the opportunity today. Naturally, he could not miss it.
"I'm going."
"Drive carefully on the road."
"I know."
Before Wang Yao went down the hill, Pan Jun had already arrived outside the clinic.
"You're early," Wang Yao said with a smile after going down the hill.
"I want to write more things with you."
"Don't you have to work today?"
"Night shift," Pan Jun replied.
"Good. It happens that there's a special patient today. You can take a good look at her later," Wang Yao said.
"Okay."
The door of the clinic opened. The master and student went in.
It was a bit cold in the morning. After the sun came out, it was much better. At about 9: 30 a.m., Professor Lu, Wen Wan, and her son arrived at the clinic.
"Is she a patient?"
Seeing Wen Wan's condition, Pan Jun was shocked. She was on the verge of death, because she didn't walk in by herself, but was carried in by her son. From the looks of it, she was on the verge of death.
"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Wang Yao glanced at them. He knew that the three of them did not sleep well last night.
"Yes."
"Come on, take this medicine first." Wang Yao poured a small bowl of decoction that he had brewed and handed it to Wen Wan.
The decoction was warm.
The young man helped his mother to take the medicine.
"Here are three Nine Herbs pills. Take one a day." Wang Yao took out three Nine Herbs pills and handed them to Professor Lu.
"Okay."
After taking the medicine, Wen Wan waited in the clinic for another half an hour. Wang Yao checked her again before letting her go back.
"What do you think of the patient's condition?" he turned to ask Pan Jun.
"She's terminally ill and dying," Pan Jun said.
"Yes, can you give her a massage treatment?" Wang Yao asked.
"No," Pan Jun thought for a moment and said.
When Wang Yao was teaching him Tuina massage, he had told him what kind of patients he could use it on, what kind of diseases he could use it on, and what kind of patients he could not use it on. He definitely could not use it on people who were terminally ill.
Their bodies were very fragile. Massage was actually a kind of external stimulation. It pushed the acupoints and accelerated the circulation of Qi and blood. This method was not suitable for every patient.
"Master, what kind of disease does she have?"
"Kidney failure. No, now it's the failure of all five organs," Wang Yao said.
"Damn, is it that patient?" Pan Jun vaguely remembered that Wang Yao had mentioned this patient.
"Yes."
"Hasn't she been receiving treatment from you? How did she become like this?"
"For a period of time, she did not receive treatment. Instead, she went home to accompany her sick mother." Wang Yao briefly told Pan Jun about Wen Wan's situation.
"She is a filial daughter, but she is too extreme." It was the first time he had heard of such a person after working in the county hospital for so many years.
"Master, this person's disease has reached this level. Are you sure you can treat her?"
"Let's give it a try."
After this matter, he began to teach Pan Jun the knowledge of massage. Pan Jun listened very carefully and recorded some things in his notebook. Unknowingly, it was morning.
"Master, can I treat you to lunch at noon?"
"Okay."
The place was the same restaurant in the next village. They were regulars there.
"Dr. Wang." The owner was familiar with Wang Yao. In fact, after a long period of accumulation, almost every village in the nearby villages had some people who wanted to see Wang Yao. The treatment effect was also very good. Therefore, Wang Yao was regarded as a celebrity in the nearby villages. Whenever the villagers had some difficult diseases, they would think of him.
There were several dishes. The master and apprentice chatted while eating.
While they were eating, another group of people came outside, followed by another. Soon, the small courtyard outside was filled with cars.
"Boss, business is good."
"Yes, there have been a lot of people coming to eat recently. The hot spring villa in Lijiagou has opened."
"Is that so?" Wang Yao had forgotten about this matter.
"I have been there. It is very good," the owner said.
"Yes."
After lunch, the master and apprentice left the restaurant and returned to the clinic.
At this time, no one came to see the doctor. It was lunchtime.
"Let's have lunch and have a rest."
"Okay."
Pan Jun lay down for a while. Then, he got up and flipped through the books on massage on Wang Yao's desk.
In the afternoon, two patients came. They were both old people with leg pain.
"You can have a try," Wang Yao said to Pan Jun.
"Okay."
"Can he do it?" one of the old people asked.
They came to see the young man.
"No problem. He is the doctor in charge of the county hospital," Wang Yao said.
"Is that so?" The old people were skeptical. Pan Jun took out the doctor's certificate that he carried with him. Their doubts were dispelled.
The old man's illness was actually very simple. He had worked for a long time and his legs were ill. For such an illness, massage could be used, and the effect was good.
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