His entire person was cheerful and his attitude was very good. It was completely different from the frowning and distressed look he had when he came a few months ago.
"Come, Yao, this is a stupid chicken I just killed today. It's delicious even if you fry it or stew it." The old man brought something with him. It was a plastic bag containing the chicken he had just killed today. It was raised at home and didn't eat any feed. It was only fed with beans, corn, and other things. It was absolutely natural.
"No need, Uncle." Wang Yao hurriedly said. He also raised chickens at home. The hens laid eggs, and the roosters were raised to eat.
"I've already picked it up. Take it if I ask you to," Wang Yilong said with a smile.
In the end, Wang Yao couldn't refuse and had to take it. He then went to see the old man.
"Very good. You are recovering very well," Wang Yao said with a smile.
The old man's recovery speed was faster than he thought. This was probably because of his mentality. With a good mentality, coupled with the effect of medicine, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort. Some people could still survive for several years or even more than ten years when they were in the terminal stage of a terminal illness. However, some people could not hold on for more than a few months once they found out about this illness. This was the mentality. When the mentality collapsed, he scared himself to death.
"Ah, I also think it's getting better and better. I've been to Nanshan Hill twice these days."
"You can't go to Xishan Hill, Uncle." Wang Yao did not forget to remind him.
"Don't worry about this, I know. I'm not going to Xishan Hill, but Dongshan Hill. Ah, it's winter. The weather is getting colder and colder. Are the herbs okay? Do you need to cover them with mulch or something?"
"No, no," Wang Yao said with a smile and waved his hand.
"It's fine."
Although it was cold, the herbs themselves grew in nature. They could resist the cold. Moreover, Dongshan Hill had been affected by the climate of Nanshan Hill. It was not so cold. The Spirit Gathering Battle Array set up by Wang Yao now affected not only Nanshan Hill but also the nearby areas. It was slowly spreading around.
"Continue to take the medicine." According to the current situation, Wang Yao estimated that in less than a month and a half, all the diseases in his body would disappear and he would be able to recover.
"Yes, yes," the old man said with a smile.
"Well, are you free today?" Wang Zecheng, who had not spoken, asked.
"My sister might come back today," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, another day then." Wang Yao had taken such good care of his family, but he had never expressed it. He just wanted to invite Wang Yao to his house for a meal.
"You went to work in a pharmaceutical factory?"
"Yes, he did," Wang Zecheng said.
Because of Wang Yao's words, he was assigned to a very good position. The work was heavy and could be said to be very relaxed, but the salary was not reduced. It was much better than working overtime in his previous workplace. The key was that he had to work regularly, and there were weekends and holidays. He was very satisfied and grateful to Wang Yao in his heart.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied!" Wang Zecheng said.
"That's good." Wang Yao smiled.
The father and son stayed there for a while before leaving. The main reason was that Wang Yilong, the elder, was particularly talkative today. Because there were no patients, Wang Yao accompanied him to chat. The two of them talked about all kinds of things. Wang Zecheng stayed aside and did not interrupt much.
"Dad, are you very happy today?" After leaving the clinic, Wang Zecheng asked with a smile. He could feel that his father was very happy today. He had a smile on his face since he got up in the morning.
"Yes," the old man said with a smile.
"Do you want to drink two cups at noon?"
"Well, didn't I tell you not to drink?"
"Drink, but don't drink too much." Wang Yao's words came out of the clinic. The father and son had not gone far, so he heard the conversation between them clearly.
"No way, you can hear that?" Wang Zecheng looked behind him in surprise.
"Well, well, let him hear it." The old man waved his hand with a smile. "He said that I can drink two cups, so I'll drink two cups."
"It's not twice," Wang Zecheng said. "He only said to drink a little." He thought so in his heart, but he did not say it because the old man was very happy. He was also very happy. Recently, he had seen Wang Yao. Wang Yao told him that his father's illness was about to be cured.
When he first heard the news, he could not believe his ears. What kind of disease was it? It was a terminal disease. Many big hospitals could not treat it. They could only watch people slowly lose weight, be tortured by the disease, and finally die. However, the young man who was younger than him had cured it. He had really cured it. If this news spread out, how big a shock would it cause?
"Now that I think about it, fortunately, we did not buy a house!" the old man suddenly said.
"Well, yes."
Originally, they wanted to sell all their houses and move to the county, but the old man insisted on keeping this house. At that time, in his opinion, it was better to live in his own dog house than a gold or silver nest. Old people tended to be nostalgic. Besides, he might not be used to living in the buildings outside. His son's house had just been built, so it was a pity to sell it. Therefore, he sold his old house and changed it to another building so that his son and his family could move to the city. The old man still hoped to live in this mountain village. After all, he had lived here for decades and it was difficult to leave his hometown.
Now it seemed that the original decision was right. There were fewer people in the mountain village, but those who stayed were about the same age. They got along well with each other. They chatted and talked about family matters. More importantly, Wang Yao's clinic was there. It was much more convenient for him to see a doctor.
While the father and son were talking, a car came to the mountain village and stopped outside the clinic.
It was a foreign license plate.
"A car from Dao?"
"You came so far to see Yao," the car said.
Three people got out of the car. It was a family of three. The husband and wife looked to be in their 30s. They seemed to have taken good care of themselves. They had a child who was six or seven years old. The child's complexion was not good. His eyes were dull. It was as if he had not slept well the previous night.
"Is this the place?" the woman asked.
"Yes, this is the place," the man said.
"Let's go," the woman said.
The family of three entered the clinic and entered the courtyard. Although it was already winter, there was still some greenery in the small courtyard, which made people feel a lot better. Moreover, the temperature in the small courtyard wasn't as low as it was outside.
The family of three went inside and saw Wang Yao, who was reading a medical book. As rumored, he was very young.
"Hello, Dr. Wang," the man said.
"Hello, have a seat. Who are you treating?" Although Wang Yao asked, he saw the little boy at first glance.
His complexion was very poor.
"Please take a look at our child. He always has this red rash on his body," the woman said. She lifted the child's clothes to reveal his abdomen and back. There was a fine and dense rash on his back. It was the size of a grain of rice. It looked a little scary.
"Are there any other symptoms?"
Wang Yao asked. "Well, he doesn't like to eat, and he can't sleep well at night. He has diarrhea easily," the woman said.
Their son had been ill for a period of time. He had gone to a decent hospital in Dao City and taken all kinds of Western and Chinese medicine, but there was no effect. Later, they heard from someone that there was such a young doctor who was very skilled. Later, they checked on Weibo and found that there were indeed people from Dao City who came here to see a doctor. There was more than one. All of them were cured. So, the couple took advantage of the time and brought their son directly here.
"Let me take a look," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Don't be afraid." He softly comforted the child who looked a little timid.
The problem was not very big. The poison had entered the blood, and the Yin and Yang were out of balance. It had developed into a rash. In addition, he had taken a lot of medicine during this period. Medicine was 30% poisonous. His internal organs were damaged, so naturally, he was not in good spirits. He did not like to eat and had diarrhea. These were all normal symptoms.
"Doctor?"
The woman asked. "It's not a big problem. He will be fine after taking some medicine," Wang Yao said.
"Really?!" The woman could not believe her ears. In the past few months, she and her husband had been running around a lot for her son's illness. They had been to hospitals in Dao and the provincial capital. If it had not been for the recommendation of a friend, they would not have come here. They would have gone directly to Jing.
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