"I'll go to Jing when I have time," Wang Yao said.
"Okay," Su Xiaoxue said.
"Oh?" Chu Lian was surprised.
What does he mean? She thought of a lot of things in an instant. She looked at Su Xiaoxue and then looked at Wang Yao.
Could it be … She thought.
Guo Zhenghe also heard that. He smiled as brightly as ever.
"Goodbye, Sir. I'll come again when I have time," Su Xiaoxue said.
"Have a safe trip," Wang Yao said.
After they left, Guo Zhenghe also left. He had come there for Su Xiaoxue.
In the car, Guo Zhenghe's expression, which was as bright as the sun, suddenly turned gloomy. Without any warning, it was as if the sunny weather had suddenly turned gloomy.
"You don't know what's good for you," Wang Yao said through gritted teeth.
A moment later, his smile returned to his face. It was as warm as the sun.
In the afternoon, Li Shiyu sent another car of trees.
"Dr. Wang, did you buy the whole mountain?" Li Shiyu asked.
"Yes," Wang Yao said.
"These trees are not worth much," Li Shiyu said. "I mean after they grow."
"I know. I just want to beautify the environment and purify the air," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"What?" Li Shiyu was surprised.
"It's good that you're happy, isn't it?"
Anyway, he was very happy today.
"Yes, you're right." Li Shiyu found Dr. Wang was also a wonderful person.
Burp.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," Wang Yao said.
Burp.
"Burp?"
Li Shiyu asked. "Yes, I don't know why. I keep burping."
Wang Yao smiled and patted Li Shiyu's chest and abdomen a few times.
Huh? Li Shiyu was surprised. He didn't know why Wang Yao did that.
"How is it?"
Li Shiyu asked. "What do you mean? Ah, it's fine!" Li Shiyu was surprised. After waiting for a while, he found that Li Shiyu had stopped burping.
"It's amazing!"
Wang Yao smiled.
Li Shiyu happily drove away.
"This doctor is really something," Li Shiyu said to his companion.
"Really?"
Li Shiyu asked. "I kept burping on the way here," Li Shiyu said.... He patted me.
"Just a coincidence, right?"
"How can there be such a coincidence? He is truly capable."
Wang Yao carried the unloaded tree up the mountain alone. His speed was extremely fast, as if he was carrying cotton in his hands.
"Hey, is that Sir?"
On the mountain path, the siblings, Chen Ying and Chen Zhou, looked into the distance at the silhouettes leaping between the mountains.
"Yes."
"Amazing."
Between the top and bottom of the mountain, his figure was fleeting. One moment he was at the foot of the mountain, and the next moment he was in the middle of the mountain. When he looked again, he had already disappeared into the forest. It gave people the feeling that he was not going up and down the mountain, but jumping down the stairs. To outsiders, it was very mysterious.
"Sister, is this the legendary Qing Gong?" Chen Zhou sighed.
"I'm not sure. Maybe," Chen Ying said.
"Shall we go over and help?"
"Wait." Chen Ying stopped her brother.
"Maybe Sir doesn't need help. Let's just stay here and watch."
Therefore, they watched Wang Yao go back and forth between the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain. His speed was extremely fast. The trees at the foot of the mountain were all transported up the mountain in a very short time.
"What does Sir want to change this mountain into?"
"Well, I'm not sure. Maybe he wants to turn this place into a legendary blessed place," Chen Ying said. This was only her guess.
Somewhere in a village near the county town.
A man was walking slowly on the street. He first took one step, then the other. He walked in this way.
"Lao Feng, come out and exercise."
"Yes, I'm just exercising," the man said.
"You speak more eloquently than before," someone from the same village said in surprise.
It wasn't a big village to begin with. News of any family member's misfortune would spread throughout the village in a short period of time. Many people in the village also knew about this man's illness. They secretly felt that it was a pity that such a good person would be crippled in this lifetime.
"Yes, I'm much better."
"Where did you get treated?"
"I found a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner."
He subconsciously thought Wang Yao was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
"You need to exercise more."
"Yes."
He slowly walked back and forth along the flat cement road twice. He found a place to sit down and watched a group of people in the village sitting together to play poker.
"Lao Feng, you're better."
This person had a good reputation in the village. He was warm and honest. People were willing to associate with him. Even if he was like this, they would still greet him when they saw him.
"Yes, I'm better."
After sitting for a while, he picked up the water bottle he carried with him and drank some water.
"You're quite well-equipped."
"Ah, the weather is hot." He did not say much, but now he had made it very clear.
After sitting for a while, he got up and was ready to go back.
"Let's go, Lao Feng. Why don't you stay for a while?"
"No, I'm going back to feed the animals," he said with a smile. He then slowly walked back.
The villagers did not talk about him until they saw him walk away.
"Look, what a good person he is. He has that illness."
"That's right. There are more and more people with this illness now."
"Eat less meat and more vegetables. Be more active. Be more open-minded," a villager said while looking at his cards.
"Oh, you're so eloquent."
"I have a relative who also has the same illness. He is only 52 years old. He doesn't pay attention to his food. He eats too much meat and fish. He has high blood sugar and high blood pressure. He ate too much and had thrombosis. Now he is in a wheelchair."
"I think Lao Feng is much better. He speaks more clearly."
"Yes, yes. The last time I went to his house, he still spoke like a steamed bun in his mouth."
"Ah, as long as he can take care of himself."
"In my opinion, his illness is purely because he is tired. His son is not married yet. He needs to save money to buy a house."
"That's right. People should not be poor even if they have something," the villager said.
On the other side, Lao Feng slowly returned home.
"Lao Feng, how do you feel?" His wife, who was cooking, asked him loudly as soon as he entered the house.
"Very good. You ask me seven or eight times a day. Don't you feel annoyed?" Lao Feng said cheerfully. When he talked to his wife, his voice would be slightly louder.
"Not at all. As long as you can recover, it is more important than anything," his wife said.
She was in a much better mood these few days, unlike a while ago when her husband was hospitalized. It was really a kind of torture. She couldn't take care of anything at home to take care of her husband. She didn't work, didn't take care of the vegetables in the field, and couldn't harvest the crops. Only when she experienced it personally would she understand the pain. If her husband collapsed because of this, the family would lose a pillar of support and a patient who needed to be taken care of. The burden of the family would fall on her. Her son hadn't settled down yet, and he still needed to find a wife. Their family's conditions weren't good. If the other party knew that there was such a patient in the family, it was very likely that the girl wouldn't agree. She also wanted to find a suitable wife for her son. She didn't have to be outstanding, but at least she was similar.
"Remember to take your medicine!"
"Okay."
"Fortunately, I met that doctor."
She felt the dark clouds in her heart had dispersed because of her husband's good behavior. Her life was full of sunshine again. She felt she had the strength to do anything.
In the hospital in Lianshan County.
"Where did you get cured?" a doctor asked in disbelief.
"Doctor, do you think my husband is fine?" the woman asked.
"He is fine. How did you treat him?"
He Shili came for a follow-up examination. The result was very good. The thrombosis was cured. His body was completely recovered. In fact, he had guessed it even if he did not come for a check-up.
"Massage and acupuncture!"
"Massage and acupuncture in the county hospital?"
He was very clear about the standard of his workplace. If you said that this kind of disease could be cured with acupuncture and massage alone, then one or two cases out of a thousand would be considered a high probability event. This patient was treated by him, so he was very clear about the situation. The medical record was still stored in the computer, and it seemed that the patient would be cured soon.
"No, outside?"
"Did he go to the provincial capital?"
"No, he went to a clinic in our county."
"A clinic?"
"Kind of."
"It's really strange!" The doctor was puzzled after hearing it.
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