He shook his head with a smile and continued to drink tea.
"You're back?"
Wang Yao asked. "Yes, I gained a lot," Jia Zizai said.
"What did you gain?"
Wang Yao asked. "When it comes to Qi, I'm far behind Senior," Jia Zizai said.
He then told Hu Mei about what he had seen and felt at Zhong Liuchuan's house in the afternoon.
"From what you said, the gap is quite big," Hu Mei said with a smile. "It seems that you have to work hard."
"Of course, I have to work hard. By the way, make some good dishes tonight. Senior, come over for dinner."
"OK."
"By the way, ask Dr. Wang to come too."
"Go and ask him."
"OK."
In the clinic, Wang Yao was treating a middle-aged man. The man looked to be in his 40s. He was dressed in extraordinary clothes, but his complexion was not good. His eyes were a little dim, and his spirit was lacking. His breathing was a little rough.
"Hey, Dr. Wang, I don't know what's wrong with me recently. I can't sleep well, and I don't want to eat. I always feel weak all over."
Wang Yao just glanced at him and smiled.
"What's the cause of your illness? Don't you know?"
"Ah, what's the cause?" The man was stunned.
"You've been having too much sex recently," Wang Yao said. "In other words, you've been indulging in pleasure. It hurts your kidneys, body, and spirit. Naturally, you feel weak and spiritless."
"Well, uh." The man was a little embarrassed to hear Wang Yao say it so bluntly.
In fact, he had recently found a new secretary who was 22 or 23 years old. She was beautiful and in good health. She kept calling him brother, which made him hot all over. He had spent a lot of effort to get her. Naturally, he had sex every night. As the saying goes, there are only tired cows, but there is no field that can't be plowed. However, he was at his age. He wanted to run wild, but he lacked the strength. He could only rely on some medicine to support himself. The little vixen was so torturous that he couldn't stop. For more than a month, he had indulged a lot. He took a lot of supplements, but his body was still weak. He felt that he couldn't go on like this, so he came to Wang Yao.
"Erm, is there any way?"
"It's simple. Abstinence. You'll see results after a month," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, one month?" The man was stunned.
He was definitely addicted now. He could endure it for a day or two, but he definitely couldn't endure it for a month.
"Well, Dr. Wang, I've long heard that your medical skills are superb. Can you help me recover without abstinence? Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you," the man said.
Wang Yao stared at the man.
"Your request is the same as wanting a horse to run but not letting it eat more grass. It's impossible."
Wang Yao was too lazy to talk to people who didn't cherish their bodies and were addicted to lust.
"Alright, you can leave now." He waved his hand.
"Hey, no, Dr. Wang, think about it again. Do you have any drugs for this?" The man was a little anxious when Wang Yao wanted to drive him away.
"No drugs," Wang Yao said.
In fact, he had such drugs, but he would never give them to such a person.
"No," the man said.
"Please leave. It's late. Go back and continue," Wang Yao said.
"OK."
The man looked back when he came out.
"What's the big deal?"
Ouch! He fell to the ground and ate a mouthful of soil.
"Who is it!" Just now, he clearly felt that someone had secretly tripped him, causing him to fall.
He got up and saw a man standing aside staring at him coldly.
"Who are you!?"
"Who are you? What were you muttering here just now?" Jia Zizai asked. He came here and saw the man spitting in the direction of the clinic. It was terrible. So, he made the man eat a mouthful of soil.
Bah! Bah! The man felt something in his mouth and hurriedly spat a few times.
"Who the hell are you?" The man had been holding back his anger in the clinic just now. He couldn't help it and directly let it out.
Bah! The man slapped him in the face and spun three times. Then, he sat on the ground.
"Did you eat sh * t when you went out? Why is your mouth so smelly?"
"Ah, you." The man stood up and was stunned.
No, there was something in his mouth. There was a smell of blood.
Bah! He spat out a tooth with blood in his saliva.
"My tooth, my tooth!"
"Well, it's only your tooth. If it goes on like this, it won't be your tooth that will fall out."
"You, you …" The man clenched his fists and wanted to rush over.
"Go away!"
Jia Zizai's breath suddenly changed. The man suddenly felt cold all over. It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a demon, a fierce beast.
"Just you wait!" He turned around and fled in a fluster.
"Tsk, this line again. It's too unoriginal!" Jia Zizai said disdainfully.
He then pushed the door and entered the clinic.
"Sir."
"Who were you arguing with outside just now?" Wang Yao asked with a smile. Although he was sitting in the room, he could hear the voices outside very clearly.
"A guy with a dirty mouth."
"Oh, the man in a suit, who is fat and walks like he's floating."
"Yes, that's him."
"There's no need to argue with him. I guess in three months, he won't be able to get out of bed," Wang Yao said.
"Well, is that so? What's his illness, Sir?"
"His bones were scraped by a steel knife, and he took a lot of drugs. His body was hollowed out and became weak," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, I see." Jia Zizai knew what Wang Yao meant.
"He deserves it!"
"What's the matter?"
"Sir, are you free tonight? I want to invite you to have a meal at my home."
"Tonight?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Wang Yao said. He was free at night.
After chatting for a while, Jia Zizai said goodbye and left. He drove out to buy groceries. Everything in their small village was good, but it was not very convenient to go shopping.
Not long after leaving the village and going west, he saw a BMW parked at the intersection. The person in the car was talking on the phone.
"Hey, it's him again." Jia Zizai squinted and looked at the license plate number. It was the car driven by the man he had slapped in the mountain village.
"Yes, this is the village. What, why?"
"Dr. Wang treated my mother's illness and cured her for many years. Chief Zheng, you should find someone else."
Beep, beep, beep. The phone was hung up again.
"Damn it!" The middle-aged man suddenly slammed the phone on the steering wheel.
He was annoyed in the mountain village and was beaten up. He lost one tooth and three teeth were loose. He had never been so angry. After he came out, he started to call people to come to the mountain village to seek revenge. In the end, he found two gangsters. They rejected him as soon as they heard that he was here.
"I don't believe it. I'll hire people from outside!"
Bang, bang, bang. Someone knocked on the car window.
He turned his head and saw a man wearing sunglasses.
"What?!" He lowered the car window a little and said in an extremely unfriendly tone.
"Parking is not allowed here. Get out of here," Jia Zizai said coldly.
"Who are you? The road is so wide that you can't walk. Is this your house?"
At that moment, the phone was connected.
"Hello, it's me. Help me find some people."
"Why do you want to find someone?" Jia Zizai smiled and took off his sunglasses.
"Damn, it's you!" The man's hand trembled and he dropped his phone.
"Come out, let's talk," Jia Zizai said with a smile.
"Go to hell!" The middle-aged man slammed on the accelerator and the BMW suddenly rushed out.
"Hey, hey, you won't turn back until you hit the south wall!" Jia Zizai smiled and looked at the car that was about to go far away.
Bang! The car suddenly changed direction and slammed into a stone on the side of the road.
Bang, the airbag popped out, and the person inside was bounced into a mess.
"Look, I asked you to come out, but you didn't. You're in trouble now, aren't you?"
Bang! The door opened and the man climbed out of the car. He picked up the phone and called 120 with trembling hands.
"How is it? Do you feel uncomfortable? How many fingers is this?" Jia Zizai smiled and stretched out her fingers.
"You, you, it's you!"
"Yes, it's me, it's me, it's still me." Jia Zizai smiled and said, "Okay, I'll stop chatting with you. I have other things to do. Wait here for rescue. Be careful when you drive next time. It doesn't matter if you die, but don't hit other people. Even if you hit people, it's a sin even if you hit cows, sheep, flowers, or plants. Don't you think so?"
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