101 Illness Begone Like the Unreeling Silk Thread (1/2)
”What were you thinking the last couple of days?” that night while having dinner, Wang Yao's mother asked. She realized that Wang Yao looked like he was in a daze, even while eating.
”Nothing much, just thinking about a patient's illness,” Wang Yao smiled.
”Patient? What kind of patient?”
”A child,” Wang Yao quipped.
”Is the illness serious?”
”It's alright. Hey, don't worry so much!” Wang Yao smiled at his mother.
”Okay, don't forget, you still don't have a medical qualification certificate; don't let these people unreasonably depend on you,” his mother kindly reminded him.
”I know.”
Since the treatment plan was more or less decided, Wang Yao arranged to meet Zhou Xiong to discuss it. As for the plan, Zhou Xiong was agreeable. Apart from discussing the treatment plan, Wang Yao told Zhou Xiong about his personal rules, the most important one being that he should not disclose matters about him to anyone else without his permission. Wang Yao was particularly adamant about this point.
”This is...” Zhou Xiong was apologetic.
”Yes?” Wang Yao saw his reaction and queried.
”Before I came to Lianshan, I told my family. Hence my parents already knew about this matter, but I have not told them your identity,” Zhou Xiong said.
”Please tell them not to tell anyone else.”
”Yes, sure.”
To his request, Zhou Xiong was ready to agree and felt that the request was not unreasonable.
”Regarding your son's illness, do be prepared. I do not have absolute confidence, and will not be able to treat his illness in a short amount of time,” Wang Yao added.
”I know,” Zhou Xiong replied.
For the past years, due to his son's illness, he had undergone situations unimaginable to most people and had already trained himself mentally. Even if there was a tiny sliver of hope, he could wait for, tolerate and pay the relevant price.
”How long will you be staying here?”
”This depends on your requirements,” Zhou Xiong said. ”We will try our best to accommodate.”
”Okay, please wait three days,” Wang Yao pondered before responding.
”Sure, however…”
”Please say what's on your mind.” Wang Yao observed Zhou Xiong's hesitance.
”How much would it cost to treat my son?”
Zhou Xiong had enquired over the phone before, but Wang Yao's response then was that he needed to see the patient first. Without seeing the patient, he would not know what medicine to use, how to treat him and how much it would cost. Even now, he had an idea of how much it would approximately cost, and it was definitely expensive because the child would need at least two of the system's formulas.
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