"Did he come here overnight?"
"Yes."
"Has he figured it out?"
"Yes," Wang Yao said.
"After he is executed, I will treat him," Wang Yao said.
"You …"
"You don't believe me?" Wang Yao knew why she had come.
"I'm a little worried." Cao Hui thought it was better to say it out loud.
"Ha-ha, I mean what I say."
Cao Hui was silent after listening. This was just a verbal agreement. It didn't mean anything, but what good idea did she have?
"Can Dr. Wang go to Jing?"
"Impossible." Wang Yao waved his hand.
"To be honest, whether they live or die depends on themselves. Do you think I care?" Wang Yao asked.
The reason why he had said so much to the woman today was that he felt she had something worth admiring. Although she had helped Cao Meng commit evil, she was fundamentally different from Cao Meng.
Cao Hui was silent. She didn't know how to deal with it. This situation was completely different from the past. The initiative fell into the hands of the other party. They had no means of counterattack.
"Is this the so-called retribution?" She thought to herself.
"Sorry to bother you." She thought for a while and didn't answer. She got up and left.
They had traveled thousands of miles, day and night, and talked for less than half an hour.
"I won't see you out."
Cao Hui left. At that time, the sun was shining in the sky. It was the hottest time of the day.
In the afternoon, Zhong Liuchuan and Zhong Anxin came to the clinic. The little girl's illness had been cured.
"Where are you going?"
Zhong Liuchuan asked. "We are going to stay in Lianshan County," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I want to buy a house here in this village." He had thought about it. He wanted to buy a house in the mountain village and in Lianshan County. He could let Zhong Anxin live in the school or go to Lianshan County to take care of her.
"Sure," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
The villagers had chosen to leave, and the people outside had chosen to come in.
They had chosen to stay. Zheng Weijun was about to leave. He no longer needed the help of a wheelchair and crutches. He could walk slowly by himself. He had to walk around the mountain village every day.
"Uncle, I have to go back soon," Zheng Weijun said.
"Yes, I have to go back," Zheng Shixiong said.
"Actually, I don't want to go back. I think staying here is pretty good."
After staying here for a long time, Zhang Tie would fall in love with the life here. It was tranquil and leisurely. Here, Zhang Tie didn't need to think about those business struggles, mutual deception and greed. He also didn't need to consider the conflicts between clans. Here, there was no heavy traffic, no hustle and bustle of people coming and going. There was no roaring of factory equipment. People here all walked slowly and leisurely. When Zhang Tie was free, he would make a cup of tea and think about something carefully.
Once he left this place, these things would all remain here. He would have to continue facing those annoying battles.
"You don't belong here," Zheng Shixiong said.
Perhaps everything in a person's life had already been arranged from the moment they were born. They were supposed to walk the path of life, be it a meteoric rise, be unknown, or live a hard life.
Zheng Weijun didn't say anything.
"I really envy you, Sir!"
"He is an otherworldly person." Zheng Shixiong evaluated Wang Yao in this way.
Although he also had contact with the outside world and opened the clinic to see patients, it gave him the feeling that he was an otherworldly person. It couldn't be said that he was completely isolated from the outside world, but there was a layer of barrier between them and him.
In the afternoon, there were not many patients. Wang Yao closed the door of the clinic early. When he returned home, he found his mother dealing with a wild rabbit.
"Are you on the street?"
Wang Yao asked. "No, this was sent by Zecheng. I didn't want it. He threw it away and left. I think he has lost a lot of weight recently."
"Wang Zecheng?"
Wang Yao asked. "It's him. In the past, he didn't treat Yilong well and was lazy. Now, he seems to have changed."
This change could be seen by the people in the village.
"The prodigal son has returned," Wang Yao said.
"How do you like to eat it? Braised?"
Wang Yao asked. "It's up to you," Wang Yao said.
After dinner, Wang Yao stayed at home for a while. It was already 9 p.m. when he went out. At this time, there was no one on the street in the village. Only a few street lights were still on.
Rumble! A trembling motorcycle drove south into the mountain village and stopped beside Wang Yao.
"Dr. Wang," Wang Yao said.
"Why did you come back so late?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, I went out to do some work," Wang Zecheng said.
In fact, he came back early at this time. He usually came back after 10 p.m. He didn't have so much work these days. He didn't want to come back so early. He wanted to make more money.
Under the street lights, Wang Zecheng looked very tired. After all, he had to work more than 10 hours a day. It was normal to be tired because of the physical labor.
"I told you, you are too tired and need to rest," Wang Yao advised again.
"Well, I have a day off tomorrow," Wang Zecheng said.
He was tired, but he felt that such a life was very fulfilling and somewhat helpless.
"You can try to do something else," Wang Yao said.
"Something else, what?" Wang Zecheng was stunned.
"Plant herbs," Wang Yao said.
"Plant herbs? Who wants it?"
"I want it," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Well, but I have never planted it before," Wang Zecheng said.
"You know how to farm, right? It is the same as farming crops," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Wang Zecheng was silent for a while.
"I want to try it."
"OK."
"Thank you," Wang Zecheng said sincerely.
"Go back, your family is waiting for you."
The motorcycle made a turn at a stone bridge in the village and headed west, disappearing into an alley.
Wang Yao had thought about teaching others how to grow medicinal herbs a long time ago. After the matter of building the pharmaceutical factory was settled, he knew that this matter had to be implemented as soon as possible. His pharmaceutical company must use the most natural medicinal herbs, not those that were made by using fertilizers and other things to make medicinal herbs.
The herbal field was limited, and he was going to mainly plant some licorice roots in it. In this way, he needed a lot of common herbs. These things could not all be provided by outsiders. Wang Yao also felt that it was better to have the main things in his own hands, so he thought of letting the people in the village grow herbs and let those who stayed grow herbs.
As for the location, Dongshan Mountain was fine. There was a dead place in Xishan Mountain, so it was better not to go up.
This was also the reason why he and Wang Zecheng had said that.
At night, the village was very quiet.
"Plant herbs?" When Wang Zecheng told his wife about it, she was a little surprised.
"Why do you suddenly think of this?"
"I met Wang Yao this evening, and he mentioned it to me," Wang Yao said.
"We don't know how to plant herbs," Wang Yao said.
"It shouldn't be difficult," Wang Yao said. "It's similar to planting. Aren't you at home?"
"Shall we try it?"
"Let's try it," Wang Yao said. "Tomorrow is off. Ask him."
"Well, OK," Wang Yao said.
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