"If you follow Mr. Wang to practice, you should put aside other things and concentrate on it," Hao said.
"Yes, I'm not focused enough. I can't help but think about other things when I practice the breathing method taught by Mr. Wang," Sun Yunsheng said. He knew it himself, but he couldn't help it.
"You are now Mr. Wang's disciple. You have to think from the position of a disciple, not from the position of the Sun family. This is very important. To put it simply, you can't be utilitarian!"
Sun Yunsheng pondered for a long time after listening.
"Well, Hao, what you said is very reasonable," Sun Yunsheng said. "I always consider things from the interests of the family, even when Mr. Wang is my disciple. What I value is Mr. Wang's superb medical skills and amazing connections behind him, not a pure friendship. I'm too utilitarian."
It was inevitable for people to be utilitarian.
The world was bustling for profit, and the world was bustling for profit.
Everyone had utilitarian thoughts, but the weight was different. In today's materialistic society, most people were more utilitarian. They would rather cry in a BMW than laugh in the back seat of a bicycle. This was a typical example. Friendship and friendship had become mutual use. Even friendship and kinship had changed. There was no helping it. Society was a big dye vat. If you wanted to stay out of it, how difficult would that be?
Especially for a big family like the Sun Family, there were too many things involved. Sun Yunsheng carried too many things on his back. It was actually very difficult for him to abandon his utilitarian heart and concentrate on cultivation.
"I'll try my best," Sun Yunsheng said.
The night was getting late.
On Nanshan Hill, the fire was burning again.
He would set off for southern Yunnan the next day. Wang Yao was going to brew some medicine overnight to be convenient for use.
"Detoxification powder, Regather soup, and Muscle Revitalization powder."
In one night, he had prepared three kinds of decoctions. He had also brought enough herbs with him so that he could brew the decoctions in the army.
It was not until three o 'clock in the morning that Wang Yao turned off the lights and went to sleep.
"San Xian, I'm going out for a while. I'll leave it to you." Wang Yao stroked San Xian.
Woof! Woof! Woof! San Xian barked a few times.
"Well, OK."
"Great Hero, please."
The goshawk standing on the treetop flapped its wings a few times.
He went down the mountain and informed his family.
"Going out again?"
"Yes, it may take a longer time this time, about ten days to half a month. You and my father will have to take care of the things on the mountain."
"Got it."
"Remember what I told you when we went up the mountain. I've set up an array on the mountain. If you really forget, just call San Xian and ask him to bring you in." Wang Yao reminded them.
He had already told his parents about the formation on the mountain. He had also told them the way in and out, as well as the solution to any problems they encountered. He had told them more than once, and had even taken them in and out a few times. There shouldn't be any problem.
"We've all remembered it."
"Oh, that's good. If there's anything else, you can look for Liuchuan. I've already told him."
"Alright, be careful on the road!"
"Got it."
"Don't forget that your sister is getting married on the first of October. You must come back then."
"I'll keep it in mind."
Wang Yao took a taxi to Dao and took a plane south. He changed cars twice on the way. He arrived at the place Su Zhixing had mentioned at about 8 p.m., which was a military camp in a ravine.
"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome." Su Zhixing and Mu Chengzhou, whom he had met in Jing last time, came to the military camp to greet him.
"Where are the injured soldiers?"
Su Zhixing asked. "They're all in the army hospital," Su Zhixing said.
"When shall we go?"
Su Zhixing asked. "Anytime," Mu Chengzhou said.
"Let's prepare dinner," Su Zhixing said. "Shall we go after dinner?"
Su Zhixing asked. "Let's see the patients first," Mu Chengzhou said.
"OK, I'll arrange it right away," Mu Chengzhou said.
They took a military helicopter. They set off directly from the army camp and flew straight to the military hospital in the dark.
Taking a helicopter in the dark, especially a military helicopter, was definitely a treatment that ordinary people could not enjoy.
After about an hour, they arrived at the field force hospital.
"This is it."
The medical staff who had received the news had been waiting there for a long time.
There were three seriously injured soldiers. One had a gunshot wound. Two gunshots had hit the abdomen. One had a knife wound that was highly toxic. The other one was the most special. He had been poisoned.
"Give each of them one pill." Wang Yao took out a white porcelain bottle that contained the Nine Herbs pill.
"OK."
Although the medical staff were very cooperative, they couldn't hide their surprise, or rather, they didn't seem to want to hide it at all.
"So young!"
"Is this the person we've been waiting for?"
They had received orders that a very special doctor would come tonight to treat the three severely injured soldiers who had just withdrawn from the frontlines. They were told to cooperate fully, but they did not expect that the person who came was actually so young.
"Dr. Wang, take the medicine," the medical staff member said.
"OK," Wang Yao said.
Next, he began to treat the poisoned Warrior. The first person he treated was the poisoned Warrior.
Detoxification was difficult for the medical staff because it was an unknown toxin. It was relatively easy for him.
"Where is the antidote I made for you last time? Why didn't you give it to him?" Wang Yao suddenly remembered that Su Zhixing had taken the antidote from him last time.
"Well, it's all used up," Su Zhixing said.
"Used up? How could it be so fast?" Wang Yao was stunned.
That was two bottles of medicine, not two bottles of cola. How could it be used up so quickly?
"We once entered the miasma during a performance," Su Zhixing said. "The poisoning was very serious. At that time, both bottles of medicine were used up. There was still a little left, so we gave it to him to save his life."
He is so talented! Wang Yao thought.
"OK, I see." Wang Yao took out the antidote that he had made in advance and gave it to him.
"Wait a minute. Let's go to the other soldier." After staying at the soldier's bedside for a while to make sure his pulse was not dangerous, Wang Yao got up and went to the other soldier.
The gunshot wound was very serious to the internal organs.
"You all go out," Wang Yao said.
"What?" Several medical staff members were stunned.
"Let's go out." Mu Chengzhou took the lead and went out.
Wang Yao was the only one left in the ward.
"What? Why is he so mysterious?" A nurse muttered in a low voice. The attending doctor did not say anything. He could see that both Mu Chengzhou and Su Zhixing had a lot of trust in the young man, which was unusual.
The wound in the abdomen had been treated, but the damage to the internal organs could not be made up by existing means.
Wang Yao took out the intermittent ointment from the system's grid. This kind of injury could only be repaired with this kind of medicine. He took out a small spoonful of the intermittent ointment and applied it evenly to the patient's wound. The ointment was very magical. It was absorbed into the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, she bandaged his wound again.
He stayed in the ward for nearly an hour. Judging from the soldier's pulse, his life was not in danger for the time being. He then pushed open the door of the ward.
"Next."
The doctors there had some ways to deal with the first two soldiers, but they had no way to deal with the third soldier's condition.
He had been infected with a poisonous insect.
This was the first time they had come into contact with such a thing. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that it was real and not something made up in novels and movies. This was the easiest problem for Wang Yao to solve.
A leaf of miasma grass was enough.
It was an absolutely poisonous insect. It was all poisonous insects.
"Can you all go out for a while?"
"Are you going out again?"
The medical staff went out. Wang Yao used half a leaf of miasma grass as medicine and gave him some regather soup. He was afraid that the miasma grass would be too strong, so he neutralized it a little.
"OK!"
Three patients and four kinds of medicine.
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