He had come and gone, returning without any results. He had let his son suffer so much for nothing. He really deserved to die! The more the woman thought about it, the angrier she became.
"Just you wait!" She turned around and glanced at the medical center that stood there quietly and said coldly.
"Sigh, this young doctor is going to be unlucky!" Hearing the madam's unreserved words, the people accompanying her secretly thought to themselves.
He has offended someone again! In the clinic, Wang Yao thought. However, he did not care too much about it. After all, it was not the first time he had offended someone. It was an insult to the title of Pharmacist to let him treat such a person. He was not a Bodhisattva who could deliver all the people in the world, regardless of good or evil. No, Buddhism still said that Buddha could deliver all the people in the world, regardless of whether they were good or evil.
The night was quiet.
Hundreds of miles away in Dao, in a bar.
On the second floor, in a comfortable bedroom with a large bed, a man and a woman were sleeping.
Phew, cool, so cool!
It seems that the doctor did not lie to me! The man thought to himself. The past few days had been suffocating him to death. He had to face such a charming beauty all day long, but he couldn't touch her. Once he had any thoughts, problems would arise. His lower abdomen area was hurting so much that he wanted to die. This was an unbearable torture.
"Are you not feeling well?" the beautiful woman asked. She was concerned about him. After all, he might be the person who would entrust his life to her in the future.
"I'm fine, absolutely fine!" He had patted his chest more than once to assure her.
Fortunately, the doctor did not lie to him and let him regain his masculinity.
He lit a cigarette and took a break.
"Don't smoke." The woman put out the cigarette for him.
"Honey."
"Hmm?"
"Let's get married."
"OK."
"Really?"
"More real than real gold!" The man said. After being free for a few years, there should be some restrictions. The key was that the old people were looking forward to having grandchildren. They could not go on like this.
"Great!" The woman was very happy. She hugged the man and kissed him.
"Again!"
"Nah, no more!"
The room was full of love.
The next day, an unexpected visitor came to the mountain village.
"It's you?"
The visitor was Miao Sanding, who was proficient in Feng Shui.
"It's me," Miao Sanding said. "Sorry to bother you again."
"Is there something you need from me?"
"Yes," Miao Sanding said.
Last time, when he came to invite Wang Yao, Wang Yao didn't refuse. Moreover, Wang Yao did help him a lot in Hongzhou. He remembered Wang Yao's kindness. He had been thinking about how to repay Wang Yao these days. He didn't have any money or treasures. He only had the ability to travel. Suddenly, he remembered that when he came to the mountain village for the first time, he saw the Qi of Death on the West Hill. Therefore, he thought that he could start from there and solve the Qi of Death there. It could be considered a kind of repayment.
"Come in and talk." Wang Yao invited him into the clinic.
To be honest, he had a good impression of Miao Sanding. Miao Sanding was a kind person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Hongzhou to help just because he was curious.
After entering the clinic, Wang Yao made him a cup of tea.
After sitting down, Miao Sanding told Wang Yao the purpose of his trip in a euphemistic way.
"Ha-ha, thank you very much!" After listening to his words, Wang Yao's impression of Miao Sanding improved.
In this materialistic society, it was a rare virtue to know how to repay a debt of gratitude and remember it well.
"I want to know how you can get rid of the Death Qi."
"I need to take a look at the site and make arrangements."
"OK, I'll take you there."
Just as he was about to leave, another old man came to see him. It was a little delayed.
The old man bent over and looked a little painful.
"What's wrong with you, Uncle?"
"Ah, my waist hurts badly," the old man said with a sigh.
He was over 70 years old. His body was getting worse day by day.
"Please sit down. Let me take a look." Wang Yao helped the old man sit down and carefully examined him.
"You don't need to work in the field."
This was a typical lumbar muscle strain. There was also a problem with the lumbar spine. It was caused by fatigue.
"OK!" The old man didn't speak. He sighed.
He didn't want to work anymore. He was almost eighty years old, but his son had just moved to a big house in the county and had a mortgage. Moreover, he had a second child. His boss was in his eighties and was in poor health. Naturally, he couldn't take care of the children. His daughter-in-law had quit her job and stayed at home to take care of the two children. The family's income depended on his son. He wasn't the boss, he was just an employee. Seeing that his son was getting thinner and whiter each time he came back, the old man, as a father, was naturally distressed.
"I'll give you a massage. Lie down."
After the old man lay down, Wang Yao began to massage him. In less than five minutes, the old man felt the pain disappeared. His waist was very warm and comfortable. After more than 20 minutes, he felt that not only his waist, but also his whole body seemed to have become strong.
"OK."
"Ah, Yao, you are really capable!" the old man sighed.
"How much?" The old man took out an oil paper bag from his pocket with trembling hands. There was some money in it, but no large bills.
"No need, Uncle," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"How can I do that?"
"It's useless," Wang Yao said. "It's just a bit of hard work. You have to pay attention to it. You need to rest well. Don't go to the field on such a hot day. I think the blood vessels in your brain are not very good. There is a lack of blood supply. You have to pay attention to it!"
Old people were prone to problems. At this age, people generally worked as little as possible in the field, especially on such a hot day. If a person fell down in the field alone and no one noticed, it would be troublesome.
"OK." The old man nodded and went to the clinic.
The old man had no one to rely on.
Looking at the old man's back, Wang Yao suddenly thought of such a word.
This is an era of relying on the old man.
"Let's go?"
"OK."
The two of them went to the fields on Xishan Hill.
Hiss!
Miao Sanding felt something was wrong before he went up the hill. When he went up the hill, he kept frowning. Wang Yao didn't speak. He just stood quietly.
"Strange!" Miao Sanding walked around the area a few times and then walked around Xishan Hill a few times.
"What do you think?"
"These fields are really strange!" It was the first time that Miao Sanding had encountered such a strange thing.
"They are very inconsistent with this hill. It's as if they are not part of the hill at all. It's as if they were inserted later." This was the feeling that the fields gave him.
"There is a very strange insect in the fields," Wang Yao said. "There is a strange poison in it, and it is very fierce."
Insect?
Miao Sanding was shocked.
"Is it a poisonous insect?"
"I'm not sure about that. I don't have much contact with poisonous insects," Wang Yao said.
"Maybe the smell here has something to do with the insect," Miao Sanding said.
He circled around these areas and looked carefully. As he looked, he tried to think of a way to solve the problem.
"OK, let's go to the nearby hill to have a look."
Xishan Hill was only connected to Nanshan Hill, where Wang Yao lived. Nanshan Hill was naturally full of vitality.
"Good mountain, good Feng Shui," Miao Sanding praised.
Wang Yao just smiled after hearing that. There was an array on this mountain, so it was naturally different from the others.
Miao Sanding looked at Nanshan Hill and then looked at Xishan Hill. He pondered for a while.
"Maybe we can move part of the vitality of this hill to that hill," he said.
"Move the vitality? How?" Wang Yao was very curious.
"Well, through the arrangement of Feng Shui, of course, this is just my personal guess."
"I'll arrange it on that hill first to accelerate the spread of the vitality in those places."
"Can't you plant trees nearby?"
"Yes, but the premise is that the trees can survive."
"I can make them survive." Wang Yao said. In fact, he could basically determine the range of the poisonous soil through experiments. The bristlegrass and dandelions could withstand the toxins in the soil.
"That would be the best."
The two of them then went down the mountain. Miao Sanding left first. He now had a general idea. As for some details, he still needed to think about it carefully. He didn't often make changes in Feng Shui arrangements and changes in this aspect.
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