"Ah, that's good." Wang Yilong breathed a sigh of relief.
He found that his son had been very busy recently. He went to work during the day and went out to work at night. When he came back, he was very tired and didn't talk much. After dinner, he accompanied him and said a few words, then went to bed early. His heart ached for him, but he didn't say much.
His son was sensible. Compared with before, he was like a different person. It was a good thing. He was happy from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want his son to be so tired. If it went on for a long time, what would he do if his son was tired?
"Well, how many days does he have to rest at home?"
"My suggestion is that he needs to rest for at least seven days," Wang Yao said. "Otherwise, it may leave a root cause of illness."
"Will it leave a root cause of illness?" Wang Yilong was a little nervous.
"As long as he can rest and go to the clinic every other day, I'll see him. There will be no problem," Wang Yao said. "You don't have to worry too much."
"Oh, that's good."
"Uncle, how have you been feeling recently?" Wang Yao asked.
"Very good," Wang Yao said. "I'm eating more than before."
"Is that so? That's good."
It was indeed a good thing to be able to eat. Generally speaking, people who were seriously ill often had a common characteristic, which was that they couldn't eat.
"Sorry to disturb your meal."
"It's fine. Uncle, do you want to eat with us?"
"No, I've already eaten," Wang Yilong said.
Then, he got up and left.
"What happened to Zecheng?" Zhang Xiuying asked after he left.
"He fell on his bike when he came back."
"Is it serious?"
"As I just said, it's not particularly serious," Wang Yao said.
"Well, I think Yilong's health is not bad," Wang Fenghua said.
The couple knew about his real illness.
"His complexion looks good," Wang Yao said.
He didn't look carefully, but through his breathing, he could smell a rancid smell. It meant that the problem in his body was still very big. After all, it was that kind of disease, and it was in the late stage.
"Yi Long hasn't enjoyed much fortune in his life. I didn't expect his son to be so sensible at this time!"
"A prodigal son turning over a new leaf is more precious than gold," Wang Yao said.
"Yes, Gold Unchangeable!"
After returning, Wang Yilong was relieved. As long as his son was fine, it was better than anything else.
The night was quiet.
In a courtyard.
Cough, cough, cough. Wen Wan coughed a few times.
"The martial law has been lifted." Professor Lu was smoking a cigarette.
"Yeah." Fan Youren was also smoking.
In fact, the martial law had been lifted for a few days. However, Professor Lu repeated it at night.
This period of time was the most difficult for them. They couldn't go out, and they were worried about being infected with the pathogenic bacteria that had a high fatality rate. They were slightly worse off, but there was still a seriously ill patient here. At this time, Wen Wan was like a lamp in the wind and rain, which could be extinguished at any time. If she contracted a serious illness, it would be difficult for even the gods to save her.
"Shall we go, professor?" Fan Youren said after thinking for a long time.
"Go? Where to?" Professor Lu looked at the young man. It seemed that he had already known that he would have such an idea.
"Your mother's illness has just begun to improve. Do you think that if we go to other places, they will have a way to do better than Dr. Wang?"
"No, I'm a little worried," Fan Youren said.
During this time, they had been using the medicine provided by Wang Yao for his mother. To their surprise, the medicine was really effective. His mother's illness was really improving. Her complexion had become much better, and her body had begun to become stronger. She could even move on her own. Such an obvious change naturally made him very happy. However, the sudden appearance of the pathogenic bacteria a while ago made him very worried.
People died, and more than a dozen of them had died.
This kind of thing could not be hidden.
He might have seen these people. He might even have chatted with them or talked to them.
He was still young. He was worried about his mother's health. He also cared about his own life and health. As the saying went, "A gentleman does not stand under a wall." It was not wise to stay here knowing that there was danger.
"We can leave with the medicine. I'll come back to get it when it's finished," Fan Youren said. Since he had made such a suggestion, he had already thought of a way to solve the related problems.
"What if there is an accident?"
"Well …" In fact, this was also a problem that he did not have a good solution to at present.
He had to admit that Wang Yao's medical skills were indeed excellent. During this period, his mother had obvious physical discomfort in two places. Her illness instantly worsened. After going to see him, she was quickly stabilized.
The use of medicine, acupuncture, massage, and various other skills made people gasp in amazement.
"Well, Youren, if you have something to do, go ahead. I'll stay here with your mother."
"That's not what I meant, Uncle," Fan Youren said.
"I've also asked Dr. Wang about the disease you are worried about. Haven't we already taken the medicine?"
"Let's wait for another two days," the young man said.
He had been a little irritable recently. It was much better than when the martial law had just been imposed.
The night was quiet.
Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill alone.
On Nanshan Hill, it was dim.
"Almost there!"
Wang Yao looked at the system panel in front of him. His experience bar had increased considerably. When he first discovered this, he was really surprised. During this period, he had not completed any obvious tasks, nor had he seen too many patients. However, the experience bar had increased rapidly. After asking the system, he learned that it was because he had successfully developed a drug that could cure that terrible disease. This was a special reward. This was indeed a situation that had never happened before.
I wonder what kind of reward will be after this upgrade.
The next morning, the anorexic man came very early, before 8: 30. When he arrived, Wang Yao was still on Nanshan Hill. He waited downstairs. There was a woman accompanying him. It was his wife.
"Is he not here?"
"He will be back soon. He called me yesterday and asked me to come over."
They waited for about 20 minutes. Wang Yao came down from Nanshan Hill.
"You came early?"
"Not long."
"Sorry."
He opened the door of the clinic and invited the couple in.
"You still don't like to eat?"
"I still don't like to eat. I can only eat some liquid food and drink some soup."
"Well, I'll tell you my treatment plan."
Afterward, Wang Yao carefully explained the treatment plan he had prepared to the couple.
"How is it? Is there any problem?"
"Hmm, this is worth a try," the man replied.
It was true that he did not like to eat, but he did not have such a treatment plan for liquid food and fruit juice drinks.
"Well, let's try this method," he said to the woman. "Pay attention. There must be no filaments in the liquid food. This must be guaranteed."
The cause of the man's anorexia was his hair. He must have a considerable degree of sensitivity to filaments, so this must be paid attention to to avoid aggravating the condition.
"Okay, I will remember," the woman said. In fact, during this period, she had been worried about her husband's strange disease.
All of a sudden, he didn't want to eat anything. This made the whole family very worried. Humans were made of iron and rice was made of steel. If he didn't eat a meal, he would be hungry. When it was serious, he wouldn't eat much for three days. If this continued, he would definitely get sick from hunger.
"This is the medicine I prescribed. It's all food," Wang Yao said.
"Don't worry about this illness. Take it slowly."
"Oh, okay. Thank you, Dr. Wang," the man said.
"You're welcome. Relax. Don't think about those things when you eat."
"Okay, I will try my best," the man said with a smile.
His body was quite thin now. He was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.
The couple left. Professor Lu followed them in.
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello, didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Well, I didn't sleep very well."
Professor Lu had been in the mountain village for more than a month. He had wanted to leave and go back some time ago, but it happened to be martial law. This delay had been long.
He had been away for more than a month. What would his family think? Even a harmonious father would inevitably have a grudge.
"I want to ask, how is Xiaowan's illness?"
"She is recovering well," Wang Yao said.
He used the diluted Connection ointment, which was very effective.
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