"What kind of medicine did he take? What kind of treatment did he receive?" Wang Yao asked in detail.
The woman remembered the medicine her son had taken very clearly. She even listed out the name, quantity, and time of the medicine. It could be seen how much she cared about the child.
"No wonder!" Wang Yao looked at the long list in his hand. There were more than 15 kinds of medicine listed on it.
No wonder the child's liver was damaged, and it was more serious. After taking so many medicines, all medicines are 30% toxic. Moreover, he is only a two-year-old child. His organs are relatively weak. These medicines have a considerable toxic effect on his body, Wang Yao thought.
"Dr. Wang, how is my son's illness?"
"In addition to fainting, his organs are also damaged to varying degrees, especially his liver," Wang Yao said. "In the past year, you have given him so many medicines. These medicines have a great destructive effect on the liver. Therefore, his body is getting weaker and weaker, and his resistance is getting worse and worse. His condition is getting worse and worse, causing his fainting situation to become more and more serious."
When the couple heard this, their faces turned even uglier.
"Dr. Wang, please find a way to save our son. We are willing to spend any amount of money," the woman said anxiously. As a mother, she would rather lose a piece of flesh than lose a piece of skin for her child. This love was absolutely great.
"Yes, yes, yes," the man said.
"You are not local, right?" Wang Yao said.
Judging from their accents, they were not local.
"Ah, no, we are not local. We are from Dao."
"Dao?"
"Yes."
The two of them had inadvertently heard others mention that there was such a young doctor in the mountain village with extraordinary medical skills who could treat all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. Therefore, they drove here with the idea of giving it a try.
"I can cure this disease. You should find a place to stay. It will probably take about 10 days," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, OK."
"Put the child down and undress him."
At this time, the weather outside was about 10 degrees, but it was relatively warm in the room.
The couple hurriedly untied the child's clothes.
Then, Wang Yao began to insert the needles. He was slow and steady. This was his first time inserting needles on such a big child.
Looking at the long silver needles piercing into their child's body one after another, the parents were naturally very nervous, especially the woman. She held her husband so tightly that her knuckles turned white because of the force she exerted.
"Don't be nervous, it'll be fine." Feeling the tension of the couple beside him, Wang Yao turned his head and said calmly. Then, he continued to insert the needles.
The silver needles pierced the acupoints and the Qi was transferred into the body.
Through these silver needles, he stimulated the acupuncture points while transferring his pure Taoist inner breath into the child's body. Every place was a little bit, and when connected together, it was a piece. It could stimulate and repair the child's body in the shortest time possible.
When it was almost time, he began to withdraw the needles.
When the last needle was pulled out, the child slowly woke up, and his originally pale face became much rosier.
"Mommy, Daddy." The child's voice was still soft and weak.
"Hey, Xiao Lan."
"Well, dress him. Don't let him catch a cold."
The woman hurriedly put on her son's clothes and hugged him lovingly in her arms.
"Wait a minute," Wang Yao said to the couple.
He went out and brought back a small bottle. He poured out a bowl of medicine that was still steaming.
"Come on, let the child drink this."
This was the Regather soup that he had previously brewed. He had saved a part of it. It had been in the grid of the system without any damage. Even the temperature when he put it in, it was the same when he took it out. This was the magic of the system.
"Oh, OK."
The child was very young, but very sensible. He didn't cry or make a fuss. He just stared at Wang Yao.
The medicine was actually a little bitter. If it were another child of this age, he would probably cry and refuse to drink the medicine. However, the child was very cooperative and drank the medicine. He must have drunk this kind of bitter medicine a lot.
"Sit down and wait."
"OK."
The wife was holding the child. The husband hugged the wife and sat on the wooden chair.
"Xiao Lan, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" the woman asked the child in her arms softly.
"I'm fine, Mommy," the child whispered.
After about an hour, Wang Yao reached out to feel the child's pulse.
"Well, not bad. Come back the day after tomorrow."
"OK, thank you."
The couple left Wang Yao's clinic with the child in their arms.
"Xiao Lan, tell Mommy, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" After getting in the car, the woman asked again. She was worried that her son had felt scared in the strange environment and didn't tell the truth.
"I don't feel uncomfortable, Mommy," the child whispered.
"Oh, that's good. That's good." The woman breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's find a place to stay first," the man said.
"Well, since we've been here, we have to try. Maybe we can cure Xiao Lan," the woman said.
The car drove out of the mountain village.
In the clinic, Wang Yao recorded the child's condition. The child's disease belonged to a relatively special "deficiency disease." It didn't mean that there was an obvious problem with any part of his body. Instead, his whole body was out of balance. It was easy for him to faint. As his body got worse and worse, the frequency of his fainting became more and more frequent.
The disease was a bit strange. It was difficult to treat at any time, but it was not particularly difficult to treat. Within 10 days, Wang Yao was confident that he could completely cure the child's disease.
In fact, the couple found that their son had changed that day.
"How long has it been?"
"Well, since we left the clinic to the county, stayed in the hotel, and ate, it has been at least two and a half hours."
"Look, Xiao Lan's condition is very good."
"Well, I can see that. He also ate more than usual when he was eating just now."
When they found that their son had changed for the better, they were very happy. At the same time, they became more attentive. They were worried that it was just a coincidence. However, until the night, their son still didn't have any abnormal reaction, which shocked them.
"Is it because of the doctor's treatment?"
They could now be sure that Wang Yao's treatment was effective. The effect was almost immediate.
The child's condition was stable and healthy until he went to bed at night. Under normal circumstances, the child would have fainted at least twice, or even more.
"It's effective. That's great!"
The husband and wife were very happy and happy.
"We came to the right place."
They were looking forward to the treatment the day after tomorrow.
Nothing happened that night. The next morning, the sky was gloomy.
It was raining in the mountain village. Thousands of miles away in southern Yunnan, it was sunny and windy.
"Uncle Xu, are you in a hurry to see me?"
"Young Master, thanks to your reminder last time, I found the enemy of the Valley of Thousands of Medicine," Xu Xinyuan happily said.
"There really is one? So fast!" Guo Zhenghe was stunned. In fact, what he said last time was purely a suggestion. It was even a bit misleading. He didn't want to be in a deadlock with the Valley of Thousands of Medicine for the time being. He didn't want to add some uncertain factors to his life and future. He didn't expect the other party to do as he said and find the enemy in such a short time.
What a coincidence!
"Yes, it is also a coincidence," Xu Xinyuan said.
"There was a civil strife in their village."
"Civil strife?"
"Yes, the current chief is called Miao Xihe. He became the chief 20 years ago. His position as the chief was not all that honorable. There were some things that could not be explained clearly. At the time, he was unable to completely convince the masses. Some people raised objections, but they were forcefully suppressed by him, resulting in lives being lost. Those people were not convinced, so they made a scene. They could not beat him, so they escaped."
"Where are these people now?"
"Most of them are in southern Yunnan," Xu Xinyuan said. "I've been in contact with one of them and know something about the Valley of Thousands of Medicine."
"You've been in contact with them?"
"Yes."
"Tell me about it." Guo Zhenghe was also very interested in the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. It would be a lie to say that he didn't have any thoughts about it since they dared to make such a big case in the place he was in charge of.
"The Valley of Thousands of Medicine has existed for a very long time, at least since the Ming Dynasty," Xu Xinyuan said. "They have a history of more than 400 years. They are indeed proficient in the use of poison and venomous insects. These are things that they have been studying for a long time, but they are better at curing diseases and saving people. "
"Curing diseases and saving people?"
"Yes, Young Master," Xu Xinyuan said. "In fact, they are a branch of Miao medicine. They may even be the oldest branch. Poison and venomous insects can be used to kill people, but they can also cure diseases and save people. "
"This is the first time I've heard of it."
"At first, their village communicated with the outside world, but for some reason, they directly blocked contact with the outside world. According to that person, the current chief, Miaoxi River, once killed a lot of people in that village."
"Killed people? His people?"
"No, it was people who went in from outside."
"Is there any evidence?"
"Well, no," Xu Xinyuan said. "The dead people all went into the Burial of Gods Lake in their village to feed the fish."
"There is no evidence," Guo Zhenghe said with a smile. "How do you know if it's because he hates Miaoxi River, so he spoke without thinking and framed him?"
"Well, that's true, but I don't believe what he said."
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