195 Soft Wind and Mild Rain, Nothing Was Like Before (1/2)
”Shall we have dinner together tonight?” asked Wei Hai.
”No, thanks, I have to meet someone else. Shall we have dinner on another day?” said Wang Yao.
”Sure,” said Wei Hai.
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Tong Wei was busy cooking dinner with her mother in her home.
”When will Wang Yao come?” asked Tong Wei's mother.
”Soon, he needs to run some errands first,” said Tong Wei. ”Mom, why do you want to invite him for dinner?”
”I just want to thank him!” said Tong Wei's mother. ”The decoction he brought for me the other day was very effective. I felt much better after taking it. I went to the hospital to get checked several days ago. The doctor there said I'm getting better. I believe it was because of the decoction. Your schoolmate is such as good doctor!”
”I think Wang Yao is a good young man,” Tong Wei's mother added.
”Mom, your attitude towards him changed so fast!” said Tong Wei with a smile.
”What do you mean?” asked Tong Wei's mother.
”I remember you didn't like him very much the last time he was here,” said Tong Wei.
Tong Wei was telling the truth. Her parents didn't treat Wang Yao well when Wang Yao brought her mother the decoction. Tong Wei was not home last time, but she could guess what had happened. After all, she was present during Wang Yao's first visit to her home. Her mother showed obvious recognition and appreciation to Wang Yao this time.
”When did I say I didn't like him? I thought you were dating Yang Ming last time,” said Tong Wei's mother.
Tong Wei knew her mother was looking for an excuse, but she didn't expose her. She just smiled.
After leaving Wei Hai's place, Wang Yao went to buy some presents for Tong Wei's parents before heading to her home.
”You just bought us some stuff in the morning, you don't need to buy us things again,” said Tong Wei's mother with a smile.
”Just some fresh fruits,” said Wang Yao.
”Please come in and take a seat. Tong Wei! Don't worry about the food, come out and chat with Wang Yao.” Tong Wei's mother shouted at Tong Wei, who was busying preparing food in the kitchen.
In a short while, dishes were taken to the dinner table. The banquet was sumptuous. Tong Wei's father even opened some fine wine.
”Would you like some wine?” asked Tong Wei's father.
”No, thanks, I need to drive later,” declined Wang Yao politely.
Tong Wei's parents were much more talkative during dinner than the last time they met. They asked Wang Yao some questions. After dinner, Tong Wei's parents cleared the table and looked for an excuse to go out so that they could leave some space for Tong Wei and Wang Yao.
”What are you going to do tomorrow?” asked Tong Wei.
”My auntie's family came back. They will visit my grandma tomorrow. I want to go with them. Do you want to come with me?” asked Wang Yao.
”I can't. I have to visit my auntie tomorrow,” said Tong Wei.
”How about tomorrow evening? Do you want to come to my home?” asked Wang Yao.
”Okay,” said Tong Wei.
”I'll pick you up tomorrow,” said Wang Yao.
”Okay,” said Tong Wei.
The two of them then watched some TV, ate some fruits and talked a bit. Soon, it was 9 pm.
”I have to go now. Say goodbye to your parents for me. Ask them to come back early to rest,” said Wang Yao.
”Sure, drive safe. Call me when you are home,” said Tong Wei.
”Okay, see you,” said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao slowly drove off. Tong Wei didn't go back until she couldn't see the back of Wang Yao's vehicle anymore. She then called her parents to let them know Wang Yao had left and they can come home to rest.
After Wang Yao had arrived at home, he parked his car outside and said goodbye to his parents. As soon as he was going to return to Nanshan hill, his mother stopped him and started asking questions.
”How is everything going between you and Tong Wei?” asked Zhang Xiuying. ”When will she come here? Are you going to bring her to your grandma's place tomorrow?”
”Mom, she's got a lot to do during the holiday. She's going to visit her auntie and other relatives tomorrow,” said Wang Yao. ”Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I need to go back to Nanshan hill.” Wang Yao turned around and walked out of his home.
”Hey, I haven't finished!” shouted Zhang Xiuying.
After Wang Yao had returned to Nanshan hill, he started to prepare the herbs for the decoctions he was going to brew for Wei Hai. He would continue to make Deworming powder for Wei Hai. Miasma grass would be the dominating herb in the Deworming powder. But, Wang Yao was going to make a slight adjustment to the decoction as Wei Hai had been getting better. Still, he was not completely cured. It will take some time for him to completely recover. Wang Yao wanted to change the number of herbs accordingly to see whether it was going to work better.
I still need to think over how to kill all the poisonous insects inhabiting the organs, thought Wang Yao.
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Inside a quiet house somewhere in the Dao City, something was happening.
A man was tied to a bed. He was skinny. His eyes were red, and his teeth were clenching. He looked like a demon.
Next, to the bed, there were three men. One of them was a middle-aged man with a serious look on his face. He looked miserable while looking at the young man tied to the bed. Another man was in his 30's. He stood as straight as a javelin with a poker face. The last person was in his 70's. His hair had turned white, and he looked tired.
”Mr. Sun, I'm so sorry. There is nothing I can do!” said the man in his 70's.
”Thank you, Dr. Wu,” said the middle-aged man.
”Aye!” sighed Dr. Wu. Then he turned around and walked downstairs.
”Sir,” said the poker-faced man. His voice was cold and hoarse.
”Do you think Yunsheng was beyond cure?” asked Mr. Sun.
”God will help young master. He will be fine,” said the poker-faced man.