Sorry?!
After listening to He Qisheng's words, Wang Yao did not say much. He only responded with a few words. He had thought too much.
What he did not expect was that the next morning, He Qisheng personally went to Nanshan Hill to apologize. This action surprised Wang Yao.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have revealed your information to others," He Qisheng said very sincerely.
"It has already happened. Don't do it again." After a moment of silence, Wang Yao said. Although he was a little angry at the beginning, he soon understood that people who knew his ability would not necessarily keep a secret for him. Without a strong backing and deterrence, how much binding force could a mere promise have? Especially in today's society.
A promise of great weight was just wishful thinking.
"He is my friend. I can rely on him." He Qisheng hesitated for a moment and said, "He has been running all over the country for his son's illness, but it has been to no avail. I thought you might be able to help him, so I told him."
"Have some tea." Wang Yao poured him a cup of tea.
Dependable? Once, Wang Yao also thought that He Qisheng was dependable. However, it turned out that he was wrong.
"I owe you a favor." He Qisheng continued. He really did not know how to explain it to Wang Yao.
People could not break their promises, even if it was only once.
"Can his son withstand the long journey?" Wang Yao said.
Since Wang Yao had put it this way, he really could not refuse. After all, Wang Yao was an acquaintance, and Wang Yao was also helping him.
Wang Yao's heart softened a little.
"Yes." Hearing Wang Yao's tone soften, He Qisheng was secretly relieved. He was really afraid that this matter would ruin the friendship they had built up over the past few days. However, Wang Yao was his good friend who had helped him when he was in trouble. They were friends who had gone through life and death together. No matter what, he had to help him.
"Okay, tell him that I'll treat his son," Wang Yao said after thinking for a while.
"Thank you. What time?"
"Let's see when he comes. Let me know before he comes."
"Alright, I'll thank you on his behalf!" He Qisheng said excitedly.
"Yes."
He Qisheng was very happy when he left. He was genuinely happy. It was as if he had succeeded in half of the matter with Wang Yao's promise.
"I wonder what kind of illness he has this time?"
Wang Yao turned to look at the medicinal field beside the cottage.
"It's time to prepare."
After two days, Wang Yao received a phone call from Manager Li. He said that the wild medicinal herbs he wanted had arrived and asked him to pick them up. He took some time to go to Lianshan County.
This time, Manager Li did not play any tricks. There were no problems with the quality and age of the herbs. They met Wang Yao's requirements. After checking, Wang Yao did not care too much about the slightly more expensive price. He paid and picked up the herbs. After all, he might have to deal with Manager Li in the future. Although the price of the herbs was slightly more expensive, it was actually not that expensive. Manager Li was a shrewd businessman. He knew when to do what and when not to play tricks.
"I'll have to trouble Manager Li if I have any problems in the future."
"You can just call me if you have any problems. You don't have to come in person," Manager Li said with a smile.
"Okay."
After paying and exchanging a few words, Wang Yao left and drove straight home.
The next day, the sky was slightly gloomy.
Wang Yao came back from practicing on the mountain. He looked up at the sky. The weather was probably not good. The Yang Qi was slightly weak on a cloudy day.
He prepared the herbs and then walked around Nanshan Hill. He picked up some dry firewood and piled it at the side of the hut. He wanted to use it to decoct the herbs.
The Lantern Festival was on the 15th day of the first lunar month.
On the stage with flaming trees and silver flowers.
The iron chain of the star bridge opened.
The lantern tree shone a thousand times.
The bright moon chased after people.
That day, Wang Yao did not spend the night on the mountain. His sister also came back. However, this time, for some reason, she was much quieter. It seemed that she was quite absent-minded.
"What's wrong, Ru? Are you not feeling well?" Zhang Xiuying asked with concern.
"I'm fine, Mom," Wang Ru said with a smile.
"If you have something to say, say it. Don't hide it in your heart."
"I'm really fine, Mom."
The rare silence made Wang Yao somewhat uncomfortable.
At night, the sky was still clear. The full moon in the sky was a little yellow, like a big mooncake.
After dinner, Wang Yao said to his sister, "Sister, are you not feeling well? Let me take a look."
"I'm really fine," Wang Ru said.
"Ah!" Wang Yao's eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to have thought of something.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Sister, don't tell me you're thinking of love?"
"Bullshit! Get out of my way!" Wang Ru glared at him. She had regained some of her usual elegance.
"That's my sister. She's a tough woman. I can't get used to it when she suddenly becomes gentle." Wang Yao sighed.
"Get out of my way. Don't bother me again."
…
Woof! Woof! Woof! It was past eight o 'clock in the evening. When the family was sitting on the kang at home and watching TV, there was suddenly a dog barking outside. It was not only one dog, but all the dogs nearby were barking.
"What's going on?" Wang Yao turned his head and looked outside.
Ah! Suddenly, he heard a scream.
"Someone's there?" Wang Yao's ears were very sharp. He heard someone screaming.
Then, there was another scream.
"What's that sound? I'll go out and have a look." Wang Fenghua put on his clothes and went out of the house with a flashlight.
"Dad, I'll go with you." Wang Yao was worried. He followed his father and went out in front of him.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a black shadow running past the door. It was very fast. It looked like a dog, but it was big, like a calf.
"What's that?" Wang Fenghua was surprised.
"It's a dog, a Tibetan mastiff." Wang Yao's eyesight was extraordinary. Even in the dark night, he could see things as if it were daytime. Just when he was looking at the door, he saw a big dog run past in front of him. It was very fast. It was very big. The wind was mixed with the smell of blood.
"What's going on? I don't remember any family in our village raising a Tibetan mastiff," Wang Fenghua said.
It was true that villagers liked to raise dogs. They raised dogs to guard the house, but most of them raised native dogs. The bigger ones were wolfhounds and forks. It was rare to raise a large fierce dog like a Tibetan mastiff. First, this kind of dog was territorial and fierce. It could not be raised freely. Otherwise, it would be easy to take the initiative to hurt people. Second, this kind of dog had a big appetite and liked to eat meat. It was not like other native dogs. They could eat steamed buns, pancakes, and other leftovers. Most families could not afford it.
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