"I'm really fine, Yao. Don't lie to me," a middle-aged man said after listening to Wang Yao's diagnosis.
"I'm really fine," Wang Yao said with a smile. "You should eat, drink, and sleep. Don't think too much."
"You think too much," the middle-aged man said. "You're stressed."
The middle-aged man was still skeptical. He wasn't the only one who had such thoughts. After all, they had been scared out of their wits these past few days.
Think about it. In the past, people who often met and chatted with each other suddenly fell ill, were quarantined, and then died. No matter who it was, they would not be able to accept it in a short period of time. Most importantly, the disease continued to spread.
Over the past few days, Wang Yao had received a lot of calls. Tian Yuantu, Li Maoshuang, Wei Hai, and others all called to ask about the situation. Even Sun Yunsheng called to ask if he needed any help.
This incident did not have much impact on Wang Yao, but the number of patients who came to see him was less than usual.
In Jing, thousands of miles away, flowers were blooming in spring.
Su Xiaoxue stood alone in the yard, looking at the sky. No one knew what she was thinking.
"What are you thinking about?" Song Ruiping came from behind.
"I want to go out for a walk."
"Where are you going?"
"Well, I want to go to Dr. Wang's place to have a look."
"That won't do," Song Ruiping said. "There is an outbreak of an infectious disease there." Song Ruiping said. He naturally knew about this matter, but he had never mentioned it to his daughter these days.
As expected, Su Xiaoxue immediately asked with concern, "Infectious disease? Is Dr. Wang in trouble?"
"He's fine," Song Ruiping said. "He has developed a treatment drug."
"That's good."
"The drug was developed by Dr. Wang."
"Of course, Dr. Wang is amazing," Su Xiaoxue said.
"Okay." Song Ruiping nodded.
This daughter of his, ah …
While the mother and daughter were talking, someone came in from outside.
"Ma 'am, Guo Zhenghe is outside."
"Let him in," Song Ruiping said.
"Ai."
After a while, Guo Zhenghe walked in with a bright smile on his face, like the sunshine of spring, and two boxes of tea in his hands.
"Auntie, Xiaoxue."
"You're here. Take a seat."
Without entering the house, they sat in the courtyard.
"This is spring tea produced in the county. Although it's not a famous product, it has a unique flavor. I brought it for you to try."
"Thank you." Song Ruiping smiled.
Spring tea was harvested around the Qingming Festival. In some places in the south, it was slightly earlier.
"Xiaoxue didn't go out these few days?"
"Yes, he went to Xiangshan," Su Xiaoxue said with a smile.
"Where else do you want to go? I happen to be free these few days. Let's go out for a walk," Guo Zhenghe said with a smile.
"Yeah, I don't have anywhere I want to go for now."
"Let me know when you've made up your mind."
"OK," Su Xiaoxue said with a smile.
While they were talking, Su Xiaoxue's brother arrived.
"Brother!" Su Xiaoxue seemed to be very happy to see her brother.
"Hey, how have you been recently?" Su Zhixing also loved his little sister very much.
"Pretty good. I went to Xiangshan a few days ago."
"Mom, Zhenghe is also here."
"Brother Zhixing."
"Why are you back?"
"I have some business to deal with."
Guo Zhenghe very sensibly said goodbye and left.
After he left, Su Zhixing asked, "What did he come for?"
"Yes."
"What is it?"
"It's for your little sister," Song Ruiping said with a smile.
"Mom!"
"Him?" Su Zhixing knew Guo Zhenghe was interested in his little sister.
"Let me think about it later."
He didn't say anything, but after hearing the news from his mother, he secretly sent people to investigate Guo Zhenghe's performance in office. Of course, it was a secret investigation. As a result, there were two different opinions. One said Guo Zhenghe's excellent performance and was a rare young talent. The other said he was too scheming and was very scheming at a young age.
Scheming was a good thing, but it was also not a good thing. The key was how to use it.
"What do you think, little sister?"
"I don't like him," Su Xiaoxue decisively said.
"If you don't like him, then don't like him," Su Zhixing immediately said. This was also a statement. Everything would be according to his little sister's wishes.
"You are brother and sister!" Song Ruiping smiled and pointed to her son and daughter.
"Alright, I still have something to do so I have to go out for a while. You two can take your time to chat." With that, Song Ruiping left.
"Brother, why did you come back this time?"
"I have something to do," Su Zhixing said. "I have to see an old friend and ask him about something. By the way, I'm also going to go to your master's place."
"Go there? What for?" As soon as Wang Yao was mentioned, the little princess of the Su family's eyes began to shine.
"Of course, I'm going to ask him for advice. You don't know, but this master's kung fu is really at the peak of perfection. It's amazing!" Su Zhixing, who had been lucky enough to see Wang Yao's kung fu, was amazed.
"When are you going?"
"Yes, do you want to go too?" Su Zhixing knew what his little sister was thinking with just one sentence.
"Why? Can't I go?"
"Why not? Wait until I finish my official business in Jing," Su Zhixing said. Su Zhixing knew that the army was not like other places. Discipline was strict. You could not come out whenever you wanted and go back whenever you wanted.
"Well, I'm afraid we can't go even if we want to," Su Xiaoxue said.
"What do you mean?"
Su Zhixing asked. "There is an infectious disease in the place where Mr. Wang is," Su Xiaoxue said.
"What a coincidence!" Su Zhixing was surprised. "Is he okay?"
"With Mr. Wang's ability, of course, he is fine," Su Xiaoxue said. "He has also developed drugs to treat infectious diseases. They are being produced on a large scale, but the mountain village is still in a state of martial law."
"Tsk, what should we do?" Su Zhixing asked with a frown.
In addition to his official business, he also wanted to go to the mountain village. He wanted to ask Wang Yao to come out and be their instructor to teach them how to fight. This was a half-private, half-official matter. He had not expected to encounter such a thing.
"I'm afraid this trip will be delayed," Su Zhixing said.
"Not this time, but there will be another time," Su Zhixing said.
"Yes," Su Zhixing said.
"I'm not going there," Su Zhixing said. "I'll stay at home with my little sister. Tell me, where do you want to go?"
"Wudang Mountain!"
"What?" Su Zhixing was stunned. "Why are you going there?"
"The holy land of Taoism!" Su Xiaoxue's reason confused him.
"Well, if you want to go, I'll go with you," Su Zhixing said.
In the mountain village, the panic was still unsettled.
There was one more infected person.
"What should I do?"
Wang Yao called Professor Wu. That day, a large number of decoctions arrived in the mountain village near evening. Every household had the decoction. Whether they were sick or not, they could take it first as a precaution. This also made the people in the mountain village feel a little relieved.
Just like that, another seven days passed.
No one in the village fell ill again.
The martial law was much more relaxed. People were allowed to go in and out, but they had to be registered. After going out, they had to be questioned when they came back. Everywhere they went had to be recorded.
"Come with me to see your grandpa," Zhang Xiuying said. "I haven't been there for a long time. They miss you."
"OK," Wang Yao said.
Wang Yao drove his parents to his grandparents' house.
The two elders were relieved that their family was fine.
In the evening, the village secretary, Wang Jianli, came to their house again. He looked worried.
More than a dozen people had died in this storm. He was the village secretary. It would be a lie to say that he did not have any thoughts about it.
"Uncle."
"Uncle is here," Wang Yao said.
A few words of greetings and a pot of tea.
"Recently, a lot of people in the village have been looking for me," Wang Jianli said as he lit a cigarette.
"What's the matter?"
Wang Yao asked. "They all want to leave the village. They can't wait!"
There was a short silence.
"They are scared!" Wang Fenghua said as he puffed hard on the cigarette.
"Yes, they are scared," Wang Jianli said.
"The building that Mr. Sun is building in the county has been built. Many people who originally planned to stay in the village have decided to leave!"
"How many families will be left in the village?"
Wang Yao asked. "Ha-ha, 30 families, or even less," Wang Yao said.
"So few!" Wang Yao was surprised.
"Hey, so few people. Can this still be considered a village?" Wang Jianli asked.
If there were only a few people in the village, it would not be considered a village. Such a village would not be prosperous. It would slowly become dilapidated and then disappear. Such things were not uncommon.
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