Sun Yunsheng bought the things in the mountain village to repay Wang Yao. Otherwise, no one would invest in such a small mountain village. There were no resources and no scenic spots.
"Do you want to follow the rules?"
"OK," Sun Yunsheng said with a smile.
Very quickly, he arranged for people to prepare all the procedures.
Wang Yao transferred the money to Sun Yunsheng through a bank transfer.
In this way, the two mountains were Wang Yao's.
"Sir, do you not want these houses?"
"No." Wang Yao shook his head. "I'll bother you if I need them in the future."
"OK."
In one day, Wang Yao bought almost half of the mountain village. Relatively speaking, the cost was very little. He also knew that Sun Yunsheng had a lot to do with it.
"Has the matter with your father been resolved?"
"Well, it has been resolved for the time being."
"For the time being?"
"It's still the same people who came last time, but they left Dao and went to Miaojiang."
"Miaojiang?"
"Yes, they are a secret sect in Miaojiang called the Valley of Thousands of Medicine."
"A secret sect? The Valley of Thousands of Medicine?" This was the first time Wang Yao had heard of such things.
"Medicine?"
"Medicine and poisonous insects," Sun Yunsheng said.
"I don't know much," Sun Zhengrong said. "I heard it from my father."
Sun Zhengrong did not say much about these things to Sun Yunsheng. In his opinion, it was better to know less about some things, especially some secret things. Knowing too much would be a burden.
He always felt that the world was getting more and more wonderful. Wang Yao thought so.
During this time, with the continuous treatment of patients, Wang Yao's experience bar was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this rate, it would not be long before he could level up again.
In an ancient village in a valley thousands of miles away …
In a wooden building.
Cough, cough, cough. A man with a pale golden complexion coughed slightly. His coughing did not stop, but instead became more and more severe, as if he was about to cough his lungs out. Then, his complexion began to change. Starting from his eyes, it turned grayish-black, the color of death. It spread outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after reaching a range of only a few inches, it was bound by something, and then it was in a stalemate. After a moment, it quickly retreated.
"Master?"
A voice came from outside.
"Come in."
The wooden door was pushed open and a young man in his twenties came in. He was holding a black porcelain bowl filled with steaming medicinal soup.
"Master, the medicine is ready."
"Okay, put it aside."
"Yes, disciple will take his leave." Knowing his master's habit, the young man quickly retreated.
Looking at the soup in the porcelain bowl, it was very pungent.
The man picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
Pa, the porcelain bowl was smashed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Mmm!
He seemed to be enduring intense pain.
After a while, his expression slowly returned to normal.
"Soon, soon," he whispered softly. …
In the mountain village thousands of miles away …
"Ah, he didn't see a doctor again today." Many patients who came to the mountain village were disappointed.
"What has Dr. Wang been busy with these days? This is the third time this week."
"Yes!"
At this time, Wang Yao was planting trees. During the few days when the clinic was closed, he had been planting trees on the mountain. He was very fast. In three days, he had planted hundreds of trees and dug two ditches to water the trees. Although it was at the foot of Nanshan Hill, it was not on the mountain. There was not so strong spirit. The trees still needed to be watered in time to be able to survive smoothly.
After a busy day, when Wang Yao returned home, his parents also talked about it.
"A lot of people have come to see the doctor these two days," Zhang Xiuying said.
"Yes, they came when I was not at home. Did they come to the house?"
"No," Zhang Xiuying said.
The patients were very obedient to this point.
"Shouldn't you tell them in advance so that they don't have to come all the way here? I heard that some people came from Haiqu."
"Well?" Wang Yao lowered his head and thought for a moment.
"Why don't I open a Weibo account?"
"What's that?"
"It's something on the Internet."
That night, Wang Yao registered a Weibo account with the name Nanshan Pharmacist.
The next day, he also put his Weibo account in a conspicuous place in the clinic. In this way, the patients who came to see the doctor could know in advance when he would see the doctor and when he would rest in advance through their mobile phones or computers.
"Sorry, I have something to do tomorrow." At the end of the day, he updated a post on Weibo. Soon, there were people who replied to it.
Wang Yao was somewhat old-fashioned. He rarely used Weibo and WeChat. He occasionally browsed them.
In the People's Hospital in Lianshan County.
"Director, you want to see me?"
"Xiao Pan, come and sit down."
"You have a master in Songbai Town?"
"Yes."
"He is very good at treating cerebral thrombosis?"
"Yes, not only cerebral thrombosis, but Master is also very good at treating other diseases," Pan Jun said.
"I heard that he has a medicine that has a very unique effect on treating cerebral thrombosis," the director said.
"Well, I think so." Pan Jun pondered for two seconds after hearing that.
"Is it possible …"
If he could have a medicine that could treat cerebral thrombosis, it would be equivalent to having a hen that could lay golden eggs. Just thinking about it made people excited.
How could Pan Jun not know what his director meant?
"Well, I can only ask," Pan Jun replied.
"Well, let's ask then," said Dean Liang with a smile.
After leaving the director's office, the more Pan Jun thought about it, the more he felt that it was not a good thing.
What do you mean? What is it?
In the afternoon, he went to the mountain village and told Wang Yao about it.
"How did he know?"
"Master, a lot of patients have come to see you recently," Pan Jun said. "A considerable number of people have come to treat cerebral thrombosis. Many people have taken medicine from you. This matter will naturally spread. It is not strange that he knows about it."
"Is he very greedy?"
"His reputation is quite bad. He is very greedy."
"Master, if you have a way, you can apply for a patent."
"Well, I know."
"By the way, Master, isn't Zheng's family a famous pharmaceutical company in China? You can ask them for help with this kind of thing," Pan Jun said.
"Okay, thank you."
"What are you talking about?"
In the evening, Wang Yao went to the Sun family's house to find the Zheng family and told them his intention.
"Apply for a patent for the medicine. This is not a problem." Zheng Shixiong was very happy to take on this matter.
"Have you thought about setting up a pharmaceutical company to produce your own medicine?" Zheng Weijun asked.
"Produce my own medicine?" Wang Yao thought for a long time.
With the mysterious system, he had a vast knowledge that ordinary people could not imagine. There were countless prescriptions. A considerable number of them had the same effect as some of the current Chinese medicine. There were also some that were not on the market.
"Is it easy to register?"
"It is not difficult," Zheng Weijun said.
In fact, the country was very strict in the control of medicine, especially the pharmaceutical production license. It was one of the most difficult documents to apply for.
"Do you have this idea?"
"To be honest, I did not have this idea before, but after what you said, I have now," Wang Yao said.
"Since you have it, you can put it into action."
It was very tedious to set up a pharmaceutical company in the city. There were many procedures to go through in the early stages.
"How much money does it need to invest?"
"It is hard to say. At least tens of millions," Zheng Weijun said with a smile.
"So much?"
"This is still a small amount."
Huh?
"Master, if you don't mind, I can help."
"What do you mean?"
"I want to partner with you to set up a pharmaceutical company," Zheng Weijun said.
He did this to thank Wang Yao. Secondly, he did take a fancy to the magical medicine in his hands. He had experienced it himself and knew how magical the medicine was. If the medicine could be produced in large quantities and put on the market, the profit would be amazing. It was unimaginable.
"Partnership?"
"Master, you have the majority," Zheng Weijun said. "You have the right to decide the company."
"Let me think about it," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Okay, I will arrange for someone to do the patent right away."
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