You got up and scolded me. I argued with you for a while, and then you hit me. I fought back. You caused trouble first, and your skills were not as good as mine. It's that simple. Don't confuse right and wrong. You can just drive a BMW and go on a rampage. You don't have to follow the traffic rules. Money is not everything! Am I right, Mr. Policeman? "
"You …" Director Zheng took a deep breath and did not say anything. He kept silent. He found that the man in front of him was eloquent. He was as eloquent as the crosstalk performers under the bridge. This was not something ordinary people could compare with.
"Well, there is no video and no witnesses," the policeman said. "Mr. Zheng, do you have any other details?"
In fact, they did not want to come at all. This matter was at most a civil dispute, not a criminal case at all. However, the man surnamed Zheng did have some connections. He asked the leader of the police station, and they were sent over. They drove all the way to the mountain village for such a trivial matter. Who would be willing to do that? Although they did not say it, they had feelings in their hearts. Naturally, they would not help.
"Well, no," the policeman said.
As they were talking, Wang Yao came out of the clinic.
"Sir."
"Dr. Wang." The policeman also knew who Wang Yao was. He had heard from his relatives and friends that Dr. Wang's medical skills were superb. He could definitely cure all the diseases. Moreover, he could cure all the difficult diseases that the big hospitals couldn't. Wang Yao was very famous in Lianshan County. He was definitely a famous doctor.
"What happened? What happened?" In fact, Wang Yao had already heard their conversation from the room.
"Nothing, I had a little conflict with this guy. I'm cooperating with the police to investigate," Jia Zizai said.
"It's you?" Wang Yao looked at Director Zheng, who was nearby. "I haven't seen you for a day. Why are you bruised and swollen?"
This was a typical case of touching the pot that did not boil!
You are in the same group. You must be in the same group. Thinking of this, Chief Zheng simply stopped talking. Looking at the two policemen beside him, he didn't expect them to be so kind to Wang Yao, even a little respectful.
"What's going on? They've known each other for a long time. I even spent money on them!"
"Alright, that's all for now. Sorry to disturb you." After a few symbolic questions, the leading policeman announced that the investigation was over.
"That's it!?" Mr. Zheng was unwilling. This was too different from what he had imagined.
"It's like this, Mr. Zheng. The investigation and evidence collection for the next few days will end here. We will make a report based on today's investigation and then report it to the bureau. As for how to deal with it later, you can go back and wait for the notice, okay?"
"You, you guys …" Mr. Zheng was dumbfounded.
Then, he watched the police officers leave. Although he was unwilling, he could only drive his car and leave. If he stayed here, he was afraid that if he didn't get sick from anger, he would be beaten up again.
"Sorry to disturb you, sir."
"It's fine." Wang Yao smiled.
In the afternoon, near evening, it started to drizzle. The wind blew, and the temperature suddenly dropped by several degrees.
The sky gradually darkened.
"It's cold. Put on more clothes on the mountain." During dinner, Zhang Xiuying comforted her son.
"I know, Mom. It's spring all year on the mountain. It's okay."
After dinner and rest, Wang Yao gave his parents a massage. Recently, every time he massaged, he would transfer his own pure neixi into the bodies of his parents to improve their physique. The effect was very obvious. The two old people's white hair had all turned black, and their skin had become lustrous. They were much more energetic. It was as if they had rejuvenated.
"Is Xiaoxue doing well in Jing?"
"She's doing very well. We just talked on the phone yesterday."
"I saw the weather forecast. The temperature in Jing has dropped a lot in the past two days. Tell Xiaoxue to put on more clothes in time. Don't catch a cold." She was very concerned about her future daughter-in-law even before marriage.
"Okay, I'll tell her today."
"Don't always stay in the mountain village. Go to Jing to accompany Xiaoxue. You're a man. Take the initiative."
"Yes." Wang Yao softly responded.
"What's the matter at home? Ask your father to look after the herbs on the mountain. Don't you have two apprentices?"
"Well, I'm thinking about going to Jing in two days to see Xiaoxue."
"You have to go," Wang Fenghua, who was watching TV, said.
When Wang Yao came out of his home, it was already 9 p.m. He saw a man riding a motorcycle from the north of the village.
"Going up the mountain?"
"You just came back?"
The man riding the motorcycle was Wang Zecheng. At this time, the weather was very cold. He was wearing a somewhat shabby down jacket and looked very tired.
"There's something in the factory. I have to work overtime," Wang Zecheng said. Recently, the factory he worked in had a lot of orders. He often worked overtime. He wanted to work overtime, which meant that his salary would be higher.
His wife didn't have a job, and he had parents and children to take care of. It was indeed quite tiring to rely on him to support the family.
"Your health is the most important thing. Take some time to rest. You're too tired," Wang Yao said.
You don't need to look at other places. Just by looking at Wang Zecheng's eyes, you can know that he is tired at the moment. He works for at least twelve hours a day, and it is heavy physical labor.
"Hey, I'll take a break after this," Wang Zecheng said.
It was another "wait".
When I have money, when I have time, in two days, when I grow up …
He waited and waited until the flowers withered and the leaves withered. Another year passed.
When he looked again, things were still the same, but the people had changed.
Who could say for sure what would happen in the future? The most important thing was to grasp the present.
"I'll go back first. My family is still worried about you," Wang Zecheng said.
"Let's go back. By the way, the pharmaceutical factory is about to start production. If you want to go there, just go there and say that I introduced you," Wang Yao said.
"Ah, okay, thank you. I'll treat you to a meal some other day."
"You don't have to. Hurry up. Your family is waiting for you."
"Let's go."
Wang Zecheng rode his motorcycle to the south of the village.
When Wang Yao walked to the south of the village, he heard a child's whisper. He was very happy. He turned his head and looked. The place where the sound came from was Wang Zecheng's home. The light was very warm.
Was there anything more blissful in this world than a happy, healthy, and happy reunion?!
Well, very good, very good!
Wang Yao smiled and walked up the dark mountain road alone. It seemed that he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Not long after, on Nanshan Hill, a dim yellow light appeared from a distance.
After a while, there was a sound of chanting on the mountain.
The dog lying in the kennel pricked up its ears after hearing it.
The goshawk in the tree flapped its wings a few times.
Rustle, rustle, rustle. A black river came out of nowhere and coiled under the eaves of the hut.
They quietly listened to the chanting coming from the house.
Until late at night, when the chanting stopped, the dog lay down again, the goshawk closed its eyes, and the black snake went behind the mountain.
Nothing happened that night.
The next morning, the weather was gloomy and cold.
After the practice, the three of them went to Wang Yao's clinic as usual. Each of them had taken a bowl of medicine for several days.
"Well, it should be a little effective now, right?" Wang Yao whispered.
"Sir, what did you say?"
"Ah, nothing. You can go ahead." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.
As soon as they left, Zheng Weijun came in.
"The day has been chosen," Zheng Weijun said. "It's Nov. 26. A week later, it's an auspicious day. Everything will be good."
"Well, I'll be there."
"Yes, on that day, we plan to test run and produce the medicine that you provided the prescription for."
"Well, the herbs must be wild and natural," Zheng Weijun said. "I still have a small part here. You can use it first."
"How can this be suitable? I'll guarantee the quality of the herbs. You can rest assured," Zheng Weijun said.
Zheng Weijun's family was in the business of medicinal herbs, so they still had channels.
"That's good."
After setting the time, Zheng Weijun bid farewell and left.
Nanshan Pharmaceutical Company, which was about to start construction, was his blood, sweat, and tears. He was tired of the fighting at home and had given up the power he once controlled. Now, he only had this pharmaceutical company in his hands. He wanted to run it well and win fair and square!
There was still a lot of work to be done before the start of work. It was a big investment in Lianshan County and the first pharmaceutical company in the small county. Biomedicine had always been a high-tech industry, so the county attached great importance to it. There would be major leaders coming to cut the ribbon. Not only the county, but also the city would come. Some things had to be prepared.
From now on, it will take root here.
Whether the first shot could be fired was also very important. He believed in Wang Yao's medical skills, so he also had great confidence in the medicine.
In the afternoon, after lunch, Wang Yilong came to the clinic.
"Uncle, what can I do for you?" Seeing the elder coming, Wang Yao hurriedly got up to greet him.
"Hey, I'm just asking how long it will take to treat my illness," Wang Yilong said.
It was the same question again.
"Your illness needs a certain amount of time to be treated. The process may be relatively slow."
"Can it be faster? Even if I have to suffer a little, it's fine," the old man said.
"Uncle, why do you suddenly think so? Is there something wrong with you?"
"Well, Zecheng has been working overtime every day for the past two days, and he has lost weight. I can't help much. I've spent all my money," the old man said.
Recently, his son had been working outside all day and only came back after 9 p.m. In the past month, he had lost a lot of weight. After all, he was his son. Looking at him, he felt distressed. He thought that if he could be cured as soon as possible, on the one hand, he could spend less money. On the other hand, he could do some work when he was in good health. Even if he did not earn much, he could still support the family.
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