231 The Illness was Beyond Cure (1/2)

Wang Yao's fists went through the air.

Ka-Cha! A leaf was broken in the air.

Another meridian was unblocked. Wang Yao's internal Qi was moving throughout his body without stopping. He felt he had endless strength, which was linked to his surroundings. Wang Yao couldn't explain why he felt like that.

What is this?

Chen Ying opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe what she had seen.

How can this be possible?

Wang Yao's movement just now made her realized that Wang Yao had reached a legendary level of Kung Fu.

At his age?!

She wished she was wrong.

Breathing out, Wang Yao stopped practicing. After strenuous exercises, Wang Yao was not short of breath at all.

Unblocking all the meridians in the body is really good for me! thought Wang Yao.

He was full of energy and Qi, and he was also extremely fit and healthy.

He wouldn't even feel tired after staying up for three days and nights given his current condition. But he would still rest properly, so he went to sleep just a little past 10 pm.

However, Chen Ying couldn't sleep.

She thought of a lot of things, and only she knew what they were.

Wang Yao got up early the next morning. He didn't leave his room. Instead, he sat straight up on his bed to do breathing exercises, which was described in the Natural Classics as the method of inducing Qi. It was the basic method of breathing exercises.

He sat on the bed and forgot about the outside world and himself. Slowly, he entered a wonderful mental status. He could hear the sound of the wind, the sound of leaves dropping on the ground and birds singing. Then suddenly all those sounds were gone. He was fused together with the universe, and then the sounds all came back. He could hear pedestrians talking outside, people shouting, Chen Ying making sounds in the kitchen. All the sounds were clearer as if those people were next to him.

Wang Yao knew his practice of internal Qi had entered into a higher level.

He was not sure what level he had reached at the moment. On one hand, he didn't have a teacher. He purely followed the instructions in the scriptures given by the system. His Kung Fu skills were taught by Zhou Xiong. He also learned Chinese boxing from Quan Jing given to him by Zhou Xiong. On the other hand, he didn't have anyone to practice with. He didn't know whether he was doing better than the average person or not. Anyway, Kung Fu was just one aspect of Wang Yao's capacity.

”I need to go out today,” said Wang Yao while having breakfast.

”Where are you going?” asked Chen Ying.

”You don't need to come with me. I've got someone to go with me,” said Wang Yao.

”Okay.” Chen Ying didn't ask any questions.

He Qisheng came to the cottage a little past 10 am.

”Hello, Dr. Wang,” said He Qisheng.

”Hello, I'm ready. Let's go,” said Wang Yao.

He Qisheng drove Wang Yao to a residential complex in Beijing. The place was considered luxurious. Wang Yao met He Qisheng's mother, an elderly lady in her 70's.

As soon as Wang Yao saw the old lady, he knew she had health issues by observing her face. Her face and eyes were dark, which was probably caused by blocked Qi and blood vessels. She looked tired and was short of breath even when she was sitting in a sofa.

”Hi, Mom, here is Dr. Wang. He's here to see you,” said He Qisheng.

”Good morning, Ma'am,” said Wang Yao.

”Good morning, Dr. Wang. Thank you for coming to see me,” said the old lady softly. Her voice was low as if she didn't have the strength to talk. Wang Yao noticed that she took more breath in than out.

”You are welcome,” said Wang Yao.

He checked her pulse straight away.

What is this?!

Wang Yao lifted his head up to look at the old lady, then took a look at He Qisheng.

”Ma'am, you need to rest well,” said Wang Yao.

”Well, I have been feeling extremely tired as of lately,” said the old lady.

Wang Yao didn't say another word; he just smiled at He Qisheng.

”Mom, you sit here, and I'll speak to Dr. Wang,” said He Qisheng.

”Okay,” said the old lady.

Wang Yao followed He Qisheng to another bedroom.

”Qisheng, don't tell me you don't know your mother's condition,” said Wang Yao.

After checking the old lady's pulse, Wang Yao was certain that the old lady had a malignant tumor, otherwise known as cancer. Everyone knew that cancer was not curable. It was the most difficult condition to treat, more difficult than treating most of the tricky illnesses. At the moment, Wang Yao didn't know how to treat cancer.

”I know. But I still have hope. After all, you are a wonderful doctor,” said He Qisheng.

”I'm flattered, but I can't cure cancer,” said Wang Yao.

Cancer was still the most difficult-to-treat medical condition for both Western medical practitioners and Chinese medical practitioners. Wang Yao was just a junior Traditional Chinese Pharmacist at the moment. He was not yet a master pharmacist who could cure all sorts of medical conditions.

He Qisheng looked sad. Although he was prepared for bad news, there was a silver lining in his heart as he mentioned to Wang Yao. He had witnessed Wang Yao's ability to create miracles. He had seen Wang Yao bring back a patient who almost died. He thought maybe Wang Yao could save his mother.

”Thank you anyway,” said He Qisheng.