"Uncle Chen, you are here." She didn't have much strength to speak.
"You look tired," Chen Zhouchuan said. He sighed slightly as he spoke.
As soon as the door was opened, the smell of medicine was even stronger. It was even a little pungent.
"Please come in."
"This is Dr. Wang. I mentioned him to you before. Ask him to come and take a look at Xiao Zhang," Chen Zhouchuan said as he pointed at Wang Yao.
"Oh, okay. Thank you," Zhang Xiuying said.
"Let's take a look first," Chen Zhouchuan said.
They went into the house. The furniture inside was very simple. It even looked a little old.
"In the past few years, they have sold everything they could to treat their son's illness," Chen Zhouchuan said in a low voice.
In the bedroom, Wang Yao saw the patient. He was so thin that he was only skin and bones. Most of his hair was gone. His face was sallow, and his glasses were sunken. He looked like a skeleton. He looked a little scary, but it was impossible to tell his age from his appearance.
His body stank of blood and had a strong smell of medicine.
This was already a terminally ill person.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Malignant sores."
Chen Zhouchuan gestured for the woman to take off the cloth covering the patient's body. They looked at his body. The malignant sores were around his abdomen. To be precise, they were around his waist. The woman turned around his waist. It was rotten and emitted a foul smell. The flesh was rotten to the bone.
"How long has this been going on?"
Chen Zhouchuan asked. "More than three months," the woman said.
"My young friend, look."
"Hmm."
Wang Yao didn't rush to talk. He was checking the patient's pulse.
"Fortunately, it hasn't merged into the bone marrow," Wang Yao said.
"Can he be cured?"
"I can try," Wang Yao said.
"That's great."
"But the medicine is expensive."
"Okay." Chen Zhouchuan thought for a moment.
"I'm willing to spend any amount."
"Well, I'll pay for the medicine," Chen Zhouchuan interrupted the woman. .
"How can you do that?" the woman asked.
"Uncle Chen, you have helped us a lot."
"That's enough. I'll pay for Mao Qi," Chen Zhouchuan said.
"Shall we talk outside?" He turned to Wang Yao said.
"Don't worry, I'll give him a few injections first."
Taking out the needle pouch that he carried with him, he pierced the acupuncture points with the silver needles and transferred Qi into the meridians, which could be considered as helping him resist this disease.
This was the first time that Chen Zhouchuan had seen Wang Yao perform acupuncture. He watched carefully, both in terms of the technique and the order of the needles.
"Yes, very experienced." He couldn't find any fault with it. Even he couldn't guarantee that he could do a better job than Wang Yao. Moreover, he didn't understand why Wang Yao wanted to stab two of the acupoints.
"I'll go back and prepare the medicine."
"Okay, when will it be done?"
"Tomorrow will do."
"Thank you."
The woman thanked them profusely and sent them downstairs.
"When did Mao Qi come back?"
"Around eight in the evening."
"Hey, tell him not to let him be too tired."
"Ai."
"Let's go back. Don't tire yourself out."
After watching them leave, the woman turned around and went upstairs.
In the car, Su Xiaoxue asked, "Grandpa Chen, is this your relative?"
"No, he's someone I met by chance," Chen Zhouchuan replied.
"Met by chance?" Wang Yao was surprised. Seeing how attentive Chen Zhouchuan was and how willing he was to pay for the medical expenses, he really thought that the man was Chen Zhouchuan's relative. It turned out that they just met by chance and couldn't even be considered as friends.
"I know the owner of this house. He's very admirable," Chen Zhouchuan said.
"You admire him?"
"I've never done what he did," Chen Zhouchuan said.
Then, Chen Zhouchuan told them about the man they had never met. His name was Zhang Maoqi, and he was a warm-hearted person. He was always willing to help people. He had been helping poor students go to school for 10 years. In the past 10 years, he had donated more than 156,000 yuan. Perhaps this number was not much for many people, but his income was not high either.
In this world, there were many people who made tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan a year, but they didn't give a cent to charity. Some people only made 3,000 or 4,000 yuan a month, but they were willing to donate part of their income. This was the difference between people.
From this point of view, God was unfair. Many good people didn't get good rewards, but too many heartless people got a leisurely life.
"So, I'm going to help him."
Wang Yao didn't say anything.
After a while, he asked, "Is what you said true?"
"Do you think an old man like me would lie to you about this?" Chen Zhouchuan asked with a smile.
"I see," Su Xiaoxue said.
It was past 7 p.m. when they took Chen Zhouchuan home.
"Let's have a meal together. It's ready."
"No, we'll go back to eat."
After saying goodbye to Chen Zhouchuan, they went back to the cottage.
"Are you still thinking about that good man?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, Xiaoxue, can you ask someone to check if what Chen Zhouchuan said is true? I'm not doubting Chen Zhouchuan. I'm just worried that he might be deceived."
"OK, that's easy."
Su Xiaoxue made a phone call and told the person's name and address. While they were having dinner, the call came in.
"It's true, Sir," Su Xiaoxue said.
"OK, I'll treat this person's illness for free," Wang Yao said. He couldn't let such a good person suffer from such a thing.
"Maybe you were arranged by God to help them," Su Xiaoxue said with a smile.
Wang Yao chuckled after hearing that.
It was just a coincidence. In other words, he should thank Chen Zhouchuan for giving him such an opportunity. God?
He looked up at the sky.
I hope God can see these things.
After having dinner and chatting for a while, Chu Lian came to pick Su Xiaoxue up. After she left, Wang Yao began to prepare the decoction.
The ulcers were easier to treat on the surface of the body than on the inside.
First, he had to clear the heat and detoxify the body. Then, he had to remove the rot and heal the wound.
To see the effect quickly, he needed two herbs.
Detoxification powder and Muscle Revitalization powder.
Detoxification powder was easy. A leaf of detoxification grass was enough. There was still half a bottle of Muscle Revitalization powder in the grid of the system. It was the leftover medicine from the previous treatment.
At night, there was a slight breeze. It was a little cold.
He adjusted the Detoxification powder and added two other herbs. In addition to detoxification, it could also clear the heat and relieve pain. He added half leaf Bajiaotong to the final decoction.
He prepared the herbs overnight.
Fortunately, he brought some of the herbs he needed and put them in the grid of the system.
The next morning.
Wang Yao was practicing boxing in the cottage.
Chen Ying and Chen Zhou didn't do anything. They just watched quietly from the side. They felt that Wang Yao's movements seemed to have a very unique charm.
After finishing his practice, Chen Ying quickly prepared breakfast.
In the cottage of the Su family.
"It's so early. Are you full?"
"Yes, I am full."
Su Xiaoxue went out early and went to the cottage. When she arrived at the cottage, Wang Yao had already prepared the herbs and started to decoction.
"You're starting so early?"
"Yes, this is a good time," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Decoction was also about the right time, place, and people. Decoction in the early morning took the most vigorous vitality between heaven and earth.
"Is this the same decoction as yesterday?"
"Yes, this is Regather soup."
Wang Yao decocted this decoction first. Now, the young man named Zhang Anning's body had been severely overdrawn and needed to be replenished. Therefore, this decoction was necessary.
"Is this decoction expensive?"
"It is quite expensive," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"How much does it cost?"
"It depends on who it is for."
"If it's for a kind person like Zhang Maoqi, I won't take a penny. But if it's for a heartless, cruel, and evil person, I won't give it to you no matter how much money you give me," Wang Yao said.
"There are six kinds of people who can't be cured," Wang Yao said softly.
In the pot, the decoction was boiling. He added firewood from time to time.
He decocted this decoction in the morning.
"Do you still need another decoction?"
"I need two more. I have prepared one. I will decoction the other one in the afternoon or evening," Wang Yao said.
He looked up at the sky. The sun was hot and roasted the earth.
"It is too hot at this time."
"Why do I feel that decoction also depends on the weather?"
"Well, everything needs to be done at the right time, place, and people," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"If you are making decoctions to expel cold or supplement Yang, you can decoction at this time because the Yang between heaven and earth is the strongest. But if you are making decoctions to clear heat or nourish Yin, this time is not suitable. You can choose to decoction in the afternoon or evening, when Yin is abundant and Yang is weak," Wang Yao explained.
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