154 Blooming Flowers were Like Fire, the Nature of Herbs was Pure Yang (1/2)
Wang Yao completed brewing decoctions in the afternoon. He planned to brew another dose the next day to treat the symptoms of a lack of Yang energy, but it was gloomy and rainy the next day. It was not a good idea to brew decoctions in gloomy weather. Wang Yao decided to wait a bit. A decoction of a Yang nature should be brewed on a nice day.
It had been almost 60 days since the system gave him the mission, but Wang Yao only received recognition from 51 people. He started to worry about the progress.
Maybe I should accept Pan Jun's offer to work in Renhe clinic one day a week.
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Wang Mingbao was in his store at Lianshan town center. A man was sitting opposite him. The man was skinny with darkened eyes.
”Please Mingbao, you have to help me! I'm begging you!” said the man.
Wang Mingbao felt sorry for this man.
Two months ago, the man was still highly spirited. He drank a lot and ate a lot and made a lot of money. But now, he was tortured by his disease, which couldn't be cured by the millions of yuan he had.
”I will ask around for you,” said Wang Mingbao.
”Great! Thank you very much!” The man was thrilled as if he had held onto a life-saving straw.
”I don't care about the cost, as long as my disease can be cured!” said the man.
After this man had left, Wang Mingbao noticed that it was raining outside. There were not many customers in his store, so he left his store and drove to Nanshan hill.
It had just started to rain; the ground was not completely wet and muddy. Wang Mingbao heard a dog barking before he arrived at Wang Yao's herbal field.
Who would come here in such weather? Wang Yao stopped reading. He waved his hand, and the Natural Classics disappeared.
He looked through the window and saw Wang Mingbao.
”How come you are here in such weather?” asked Wang Yao.
”Of course I'm here for you,” said Wang Mingbao after he entered the cottage. ”No television, no computer, only a few books—I really admire you.”
”Well, tell me what would you like me to do?” Wang Yao knew that it must be something urgent to bring Wang Mingbao to Nanshan hill on such a rainy day.
Wang Yao made Wang Mingbao a pot of tea and sat opposite him. It was still raining outside.
”Do you remember the man I asked you to see last time?” asked Wang Mingbao.
”Wei Hai?” Wang Yao remembered him well.
”Yes, he came to me again just now. He was so skinny; he looked like he was beyond cure,” said Wang Mingbao.
In fact, he had his reasons for asking Wang Yao to treat Wei Hai previously. Wei Hai could bring him a lot of business. He wanted to improve his working relationship with Wei Hai by introducing Wang Yao to him. But now, he really wanted Wang Yao to save Wei Hai because he felt sorry for the man.
”Has he had liver surgery?” asked Wang Yao.
”Yes, in the provincial hospital,” said Wang Mingbao. ”You can't imagine what he was like before he got ill. He was such as a high spirited person. Now, he has totally become a different person—so frail, scared and lost.”
”Where is he now?” asked Wang Yao.
”He has come back to Haiqu,” said Wang Mingbao.
”I see. How about bringing him here the day after tomorrow?” asked Wang Yao after thinking for a while.
”Okay,” said Wang Mingbao.
Outside the cottage, the spring rain continued. Inside the cottage, the smell of tea permeated the room.
”Honestly, don't you feel bored staying here all day long?” asked Wang Mingbao after a while.
”Not really. I've got a lot to do—looking after my herbal field, reading, doing breathing exercises, practicing martial arts. My life here is rich and full!” said Wang Yao.
”What martial arts?” asked Wang Mingbao.
”Tai Chi,” replied Wang Yao.
”The one those elders do in the park?” asked Wang Mingbao with a smile.
”Yes and no. The one I'm practicing is also called Tai Chi, but the content is completely different,” said Wang Yao.
”Okay, show me when you have time. Shall we have lunch at my grandpa's house?” asked Wang Mingbao.
”No, thanks. I've got too much to do today. I'll just have a quick lunch here,” said Wang Yao.
”That's fine. I have to go back to town now,” said Wang Mingbao.
”Okay, catch you later.” Wang Yao walked Wang Mingbao out of the cottage.
After Wang Mingbao had left, Wang Yao checked the herbs for brewing a decoction again; then he started to read scriptures.
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It was a nice day the next day.
Wang Yao got up early to set the fire, boil ancient spring water and then brew a decoction. He put all the herbs which had been weighed in the pot.
This was a new formula which Wang Yao had never prescribed before, so he was not very confident when brewing it. He had to be extra careful.
When all the herbs had melted into the ancient spring water, the sun was moving higher and higher in the sky. The smell of herbs was also getting stronger.
Wang Yao added the last herb into the pot when the sun reached its highest. The herb was called Dangyang flower. It was actually a flaming red flower. Wang Yao had a warm feeling in his palm when holding the petal of the Dangyang flower, even though the petal had no temperature.
The petal melted immediately when it touched the boiling water and dyed the water a bright red.
Wang Yao removed the multifunctional pot immediately from over the flame.
Is it going to work? thought Wang Yao.