"You're welcome," Wang Yao said. He raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp. He admired these people from the bottom of his heart.
"Dr. Wang, the cost of the treatment will be as much as it should be," Cheng Haidong said. He had heard from Su Zhixing that the medicine Wang Yao used to treat seriously ill people was very expensive. He had just seen the magical effect with his own eyes. Such an effect, no matter how expensive it was, was worth it.
"For such a warrior, I treat him for free," Wang Yao replied. "I don't charge a penny."
Treating people had to be done on a case-by-case basis.
"Thank you!" Cheng Haidong was stunned. He drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Both the guests and the host enjoyed the meal. The four bottles of wine they brought were all finished. Wang Yao also drank a lot. Cheng Haidong wanted to get more, but Wang Yao politely refused. He could see that Dr. Fan, who was sitting at the same table, was almost drunk. He was slurring his words.
"I didn't expect Dr. Wang to be so good at drinking. Is he also a wine lover?"
"Dr. Wang usually doesn't touch a drop of wine," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"Oh," Cheng Haidong replied. He had thought that Wang Yao had this hobby, so he wanted to get him two boxes of good wine to show his sincerity. He didn't expect that Wang Yao didn't like wine. He had to think of something else.
After dinner, the four of them went home separately. Wang Yao and Zhong Liuchuan had extraordinary physical fitness. The wine was nothing to them, so they walked faster. Cheng Haidong and Dr. Fan walked relatively slowly. After a while, the four of them had distanced themselves.
"Dr. Fan, what do you think of Dr. Wang?" Cheng Haidong asked.
"His medical skills are extraordinary," Dr. Fan said.
"That's it?" Cheng Haidong was stunned.
"Yes," Dr. Fan said.
"I think his medical ethics are also very high," Cheng Haidong said.
"Hmm, not bad." Doctor Fan was a little tongue-tied. In fact, he was dizzy now. That was a wine with a high alcohol content of more than 50 degrees. He had drunk nearly a bottle, which had exceeded his usual intake. The main reason was that the mountain delicacies he had eaten these past few days were delicious, and it was rare to drink such fine wine. Unknowingly, he had exceeded his usual intake. Now that the man beside him was speaking, it was good enough if he could hear five out of ten words. He did not want to reply.
"Doctor Fan?"
Doctor Fan fell to the ground with a thud. He tried his best to stand up with his hands and feet, but ended up lying on the ground. His posture was very unsightly. Cheng Haidong hurriedly pulled him up.
"Are you okay?"
"Good wine!" Doctor Fan raised his thumb and extended his little finger as well.
He had drunk too much.
"Let's go. I'll support you." Cheng Haidong stepped forward to help him.
"No need, I'm fine!" He reached out and pushed her away. Then, he tumbled into the bushes by the roadside.
Seeing this, Cheng Haidong hurriedly went in to pull him up. Good lord, his head was stuck in the dirt. It had just rained this afternoon, and the ground was muddy. He was covered in dirt.
"Are you okay?"
"No, no problem," Wang Yao said. "What is it?"
"Alright, hurry up and go back!" Cheng Haidong was afraid that he would have another accident, so he grabbed him and half dragged him back.
"What's going on?" Nurse Xiao Li asked.
"He drank too much and rolled into the ditch," Cheng Haidong said. "Let him have a look and see if he has any injuries."
"Oh, okay, I got it," Nurse Xiao Li said.
After separating from Zhong Liuchuan in the village, Wang Yao slowly went up Nanshan Hill alone.
"The people in the army can really drink!"
After drinking a bottle of strong liquor, there was not much of a problem. His alcohol tolerance was not ordinary.
"I haven't read scriptures for a long time."
Wang Yao picked up a Taoist scripture and read it. He didn't go to bed until 11 p.m.
The next morning, the weather was a little gloomy, but the cool wind made people feel very refreshed.
The injured soldier woke up and felt much better than the day before. Doctor Fan and Nurse Xiao Li were checking his body while Cheng Haidong stayed by the side and watched.
"Well, you are a little better than yesterday," Doctor Fan said.
"I also feel a lot better than yesterday," the soldier said.
His body was not as heavy as yesterday. His breathing was smooth, and his mind was clear. This feeling made him feel as if he had been reborn.
"Take the medicine."
Detoxification powder was taken once a day in the morning. Regather soup was taken three times a day.
"Captain Cheng, can we keep some of this medicine?" Doctor Fan asked.
"No," Captain Cheng said without hesitation. He knew what the doctor wanted to do. He wanted to take it back to test the composition of the medicine and then imitate it.
"Think about it," Doctor Fan said. "If we succeed in getting the composition of this medicine, our soldiers may be free from the threat of this terrible poison." It sounded very reasonable.
"Why don't you tell Dr. Wang directly?" Cheng Haidong asked. "Why do you use this method?" In his opinion, it was no different from theft. It broke the bottom line of morality and was despised by people.
Doctor Fan was speechless. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.
"Well, the examination is done. There is no problem."
"Thank you."
Doctor Fan and Nurse Li left the room after the examination.
"Captain, they mean well," the soldier lying on the bed said.
"They are too utilitarian," Cheng Haidong said.
"I should thank Dr. Wang well," the soldier said.
"Well, you should thank him well," Cheng Haidong said. "Su Zhixing and Meng Wushuang were also saved by him."
"The same poison?"
Cheng Haidong asked.
"So, can you be sure that it is the same armed force?"
"It is certain that it is the same armed force," Cheng Haidong said. "It is very likely that the same person injured you." "If it were not to protect me, you would not have been injured," Cheng Haidong said.
"You are too pretentious," the soldier said with a smile.
"I just want to recover quickly and then go to the battlefield to avenge my comrades who died!"
"Yes."
That day, the clinic opened as usual. Not many people came, at least much less than a few days ago.
Pan Jun came to the clinic after 9 a.m. He was off duty and came to help.
"Hey, Master, didn't it rain here yesterday?"
"It rained a little in the afternoon," Wang Yao said. "It just wet the ground."
"Really? It rained heavily in the county," Pan Jun said. "Many places were flooded. A person was washed away in the river."
Every year, when it rained in the county, two people would be washed away.
"Really? What a pity."
"He wanted to catch fish, but the water was too strong, so he was taken away," Pan Jun said.
This kind of situation happened almost every year. When there was a flood, the discharge of the reservoir might bring out some big fish. Some people wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to catch fish. As a result, they lost their lives. Water and fire were merciless!
Several people came that day because their legs and feet hurt. Pan Jun happened to help. Wang Yao was a little more free. When no one was around, Wang Yao began to teach Pan Jun other knowledge. Identifying Chinese herbs was the most basic ability of a pharmacist. There were more than 2,000 known Chinese herbs, and hundreds of commonly used ones. Wang Yao first taught him how to identify commonly used Chinese herbs.
At noon, he did not go back. He ate at Wang Yao's house.
In the afternoon, after the clinic was closed, Wang Yao went to the small courtyard again to see the injured soldier.
"Yichuan, this is Dr. Wang."
"Hello, Dr. Wang," the soldier hurriedly said. "Thank you for saving my life."
"You're welcome. Lie down and talk less. Get some rest," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Looking at his complexion and voice, he was much better than yesterday.
Wang Yao checked his pulse. It was stable. He was no longer in danger. He checked the wound on his chest. It had healed overnight and had begun to scab. The efficacy of the intermittent ointment was magical.
"Well, it's no big deal. He should be able to get out of bed in a few days," Wang Yao said.
"That's great!" Cheng Haidong said.
"I'll go back first. You can ask Liuchuan to find me if you need anything."
"Oh, thank you," Cheng Haidong said.
Cheng Haidong walked Wang Yao out. He wanted to invite Wang Yao to have dinner together, but Wang Yao refused. After sending off Wang Yao, he returned to the room and discussed something with Zeng Yichuan, who was lying in bed.
"I want Dr. Fan and Dr. Li to go back," Cheng Haidong said. "Just leave one soldier here to take care of him."
"Well, I agree," Zeng Yichuan said. "It's inconvenient for them to be here."
"Well, that's settled," Cheng Haidong said. "Let them go back tomorrow."
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