"I told you we shouldn't have come. This forest and that lousy stockade are so f * cking evil!" Another young man, who was sober, sounded like he was about to cry.
"What's the point of talking about this now? Let's find a way to get out of here as soon as possible." The young man who took the lead was also very anxious. He was also worried and regretful.
Coming there was purely an impulse, but then again, he had been impulsive for a long time. He had been to places like the deep mountains and forests and Fengmen Village, which were said to be haunted. Nothing had happened. It was unlike this place, where the three of them had fainted on this trip.
"Bodhisattva, please protect us." Another companion kept praying to the gods.
Perhaps his prayers really worked. In the end, they safely rushed out of the jungle. They immediately found a local clinic to treat his three injured and unconscious companions.
"Their vital signs are still stable," the doctor said. "Our conditions are limited, so we can't treat them. Let's quickly go to a bigger hospital."
"Doctor, do you mean that the lives of my three friends are not in danger for the time being?"
"It looks that way to me, but it's hard to say as time goes by," the doctor said responsibly.
"OK, thank you." The young man hurriedly contacted a hospital to transfer his friends to a bigger one.
Then, more news about the Valley of Thousands of Medicine appeared on the Internet.
"The people there don't understand the outside language. It's still the local dialect, so there's no way to communicate."
"It's a dangerous place. After going in, our group inexplicably contracted a strange disease. We had to leave halfway, but the scenery there is indeed very beautiful."
"So, can we go or not?"
"If you're not afraid of death, you can give it a try."
Because of the Valley of Thousands of Medicine, a forum was formed.
Those who were curious, bored, or adventurous did not stop exploring the place because of the comments. On the contrary, it aroused their interest even more.
As a result, more and more people began to search for the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. Unlike in the past, they had a clear route this time. Those who had been there had marked out the exact route to get there.
"Chief?"
"Qing Feng, what did the people outside say?"
"It's not easy to deal with," Qing Feng said. "This time, it's obvious that someone is adding fuel to the fire. There must be someone behind this."
"Who is it?"
"No. It's not easy to investigate." Miao Qingfeng replied.
"He has achieved his goal. He has exposed us to the world. We are no longer mysterious and isolated from the world," Miaoxi River said.
He had worked hard and persevered. The things that had been passed down for hundreds of years in this stockade seemed to be destroyed in just a few days. However, he did not have any good ideas.
"Do you have any good ideas?"
"The people outside are trying to think of a way, but the internet is too advanced now …"
"Got it. You can go first."
"Yes."
Miao Qingfeng left the wooden house.
Not long after he came out, he saw a young man whose face was a little green.
"Yinghao, when did you come back?"
"I just came back. It's very lively outside!" the young man said.
"Yes, it's very lively. It's like a storm is coming!" Miao Qingfeng said.
For the first time, he felt that the situation was beyond his expectations. It was going out of control. What they were doing now was like using paper to wrap a fire. It could only cover it for a while, but not for a lifetime. The situation might be even more turbulent than before.
"What can I do?"
"You? You don't need to do anything for now. "Miao Qingfeng smiled.
"These things did not happen for no reason. There must be someone behind this. We have to find out who it is."
Zhao Young-Ho did not say anything. He looked around and looked at the stockade village.
"It's really good here." He had already regarded this place as his second home.
"Yes!"
Miao Qingfeng lit a cigarette.
They were used to living a peaceful life. None of them wanted to be disturbed by outsiders. Moreover, they did not only live a peaceful life here. There were other things that could not be exposed to the public. Those curious outsiders were not restricted. This kind of danger must be eliminated before it is in its infancy. Unfortunately, the more they suppressed it, the stronger the counterattack would be.
… In Jing, thousands of miles away …
Wang Yao stayed there for nearly a week. During this time, a few guests came to visit Su Xiaoxue's house. In fact, they did not come to see Su Xiaoxue. They just came to say hello and get to know each other better.
Soon, Su Xiaoxue would start school. She would be busy again. It was time for Wang Yao to leave.
"Take care, Sir," Su Xiaoxue said.
"I know. Go back. I'll come again when I have time." Wang Yao held Su Xiaoxue in his arms before leaving.
He reluctantly said goodbye.
That night, Wang Yao returned home.
The next day, the clinic opened as usual to receive patients.
On the first day, the middle-aged woman brought her son to the mountain village to receive treatment from Wang Yao.
"How do you feel these days?"
"I feel good," He Xiaorui said with a smile.
During this time, he felt that his body had improved significantly. His mentality had become more cheerful and cheerful. He had become more talkative.
"His body has become more energetic," his mother said. "He is more energetic. He likes to eat."
"Well, I'll continue to receive treatment today."
As soon as he took the medicine and received the injection, someone came in from outside.
"Uncle, what's the matter?" The person who came in was Wang Yilong.
"Ah, you have a patient," Wang Yilong hurriedly said. "You go ahead. I'll come back later."
"It's okay. Just tell me what you need."
"It's nothing. I'll come back later." Wang Yilong smiled and waved his hand. He then left the clinic.
The medicinal bath lasted for more than three hours. So, Wang Yao did not eat lunch.
"Drink some water."
The medicinal bath was steaming. The human body would lose a certain amount of water. It needed to be replenished in time.
It was nearly 2 p.m. when he finished the treatment.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Wang, for delaying your lunch time."
"It's okay. It won't affect me much," Wang Yao said with a smile.
This was not a big deal at all. Compared to those chief surgeons who had to stand at the operating table for a few hours at a time and had to be fully focused, this level of skill was incomparable.
After paying the consultation fee, the mother and son sincerely expressed their gratitude. They then left and rushed to Lianshan County.
At 4 p.m., Wang Yilong came again.
"Uncle, what can I do for you?" Wang Yao thought that Uncle Li must have something he could help him with since he had come twice in one day.
"It's nothing. I just want to give you a small thing," Wang Yilong said with a smile.
"What is it?"
"Well, I caught this in Beishan." Wang Yilong took out a bag from his back. There was a pheasant in it.
"Ah?" Wang Yao was stunned.
"You're here for this?"
"Yes, this thing tastes good, but the meat is a little bit dry. It needs to be stewed well."
"No, it's not necessary. You can eat it yourself."
"It's for you. It's for you." Wang Yilong insisted on staying.
"OK, OK, I'll stay. Uncle, your complexion is getting better and better," Wang Yao said.
Two days ago, Wang Yao had checked his pulse. He had recovered very well. The malignant tumors in his body were basically gone. His treatment plan was feasible and effective.
"Ah, yes, I'm better now. I have time now, so I walk around. I went to Beishan yesterday and saw two pheasants. I threw a stone. What a coincidence. It hit one of them directly," Wang Yilong said with a smile.
"If there are such things in the future, you can eat it yourself. You need to nourish your body."
The pheasant was delicious and nutritious. It was a real mountain treasure and nourishing. Many places now cultivated it.
After chatting for a while, Wang Yilong left happily.
"Well, take it back," Wang Yao said as he looked at the pheasant in his hand.
"Where did the pheasant come from?"
"Uncle Yilong sent it to the clinic this afternoon."
"Why did you take it?" Zhang Xiuying asked.
"Oh, I don't want it, but I can't refuse."
"So be it. I'll stew it tonight."
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