439 A Mix of Winter and Spring (1/2)
It was easy for Wang Yao. Good.
He left Nanshan Hill and headed home. After breakfast, he returned to his clinic.
He only saw one patient in the whole morning. She was an elderly woman who suffered from a headache.
”I heard you are very good at treating headaches,” said the elderly patient.
Wang Yao had gotten his name into people's mouths after he had cured a few patients in Pan Mei's Renhe clinic. Most of his patients there suffered from headaches. Now, more and more people knew about him.
It was not difficult to treat the elder patient's headache.
He applied Qi during the massage therapy. It took effect immediately.
”Wow, you are as good as they said!” The elderly woman gave Wang Yao a thumb up.
”I'm flattered. I'll prescribe a formula for you. Take it for five days, then you'll be fine,” said Wang Yao.
”Okay,” said the elderly woman.
She left the clinic in a good mood.
”Mom, is he that good?” asked her son when they walked out of the clinic.
He felt his mother was exaggerating.
”Of course. My head was aching and swelling when I came here. All the pain and discomfort is gone. Now, it is nice and warm in my head,” said the elderly woman.
”That's good,” said her son. He had taken her here to get cured anyway.
His first impression of Wang Yao was that the doctor was so young, too young to be an extraordinary doctor. However, one shouldn't judge a person by his or her appearance.
. . .
Meanwhile, Su Changhe was seeing a patient in Beijing.
”Take a trip? Where?” asked the patient.
”To a different place to see a doctor,” said Su Changhe.
”A doctor?” asked the patient.
”Yes, a doctor who can probably cure you,” said Su Changhe.
”The specialist I saw yesterday has prescribed medication for me,” said the patient.
”I know. I've spoken to him. The treatment will take some time and it is possible that you might relapse. It's a good idea to see a different doctor,” said Su Changhe.
”Okay, I'll drive,” said the patient.
”No, we have to fly there,” said the Su Changhe.
”Take the plane? To where? Shanghai?” asked the patient.
”No, Haiqu,” said Su Changhe.
”Haiqu?” asked the patient.
”Yes, I have a friend there, and he is an extraordinary doctor,” said Su Changhe.
”Okay, let's take the trip,” said the patient.
The patient's name was Lu Xiaomei. Xiaomei was depressed at the moment. Her husband, who promised to be loyal to her and love her the rest of his life, had been having affairs. He got a horrible sexually transmitted disease and passed it onto Xiaomei.
”I want to divorce him,” said Xiaomei.
”Divorce? What about Lily? Isn't she going to graduate from high school soon?” asked Su Changhe.
”Yes, I will tell her the truth about her father. Since she wants to study overseas, I will send her to USA, then join her later on,” said Xiaomei.
”Okay. Get yourself cured first. I've already spoken to the doctor in Haiqu,” said Su Changhe.
”Okay,” said Xiaomei.
It was probably a good idea for her to leave Beijing for a while. The trip would probably lift her mood a little bit.
. . .
Meanwhile, in Lianshan, Sun Yunsheng went to see Wang Yao in the morning. However, the person who accompanied him to the clinic was not his father. It was a man in his 50's. He had a medium build, though he slightly overweight. He had a nice smile on his face.
”Thank you for coming here with me, Uncle Lin.” Sun Yunsheng was very polite to the man who had been working for Sun Zhengrong for years.
”You are most welcome, Master Sun,” said Mr. Lin.
”Please stop calling me Master Sun. Just call me Yunsheng. I feel awkward when you call me master, like I'm some spoiled brat,” said Yunsheng.
”Okay, let's go. I can't wait to see this Dr. Wang,” said Mr. Lin.
Wang Yao was reading a medical book in the clinic when he heard someone knocking at the door.
”Please come in,” said Wang Yao.
His voice was neither too low nor too high, and travelled all the way to the entrance of the clinic.
Hmmm?!
Mr. Lin's eyes brightened.
”A Kung Fu master,” said Mr. Lin.
”A what master?” asked Yunsheng.
”Nothing,” said Mr. Lin.
They pushed the door and entered the courtyard. Some of the plants in the courtyard had dropped multicolored leaves, while the others were still green.
It was a mix of winter and spring in the courtyard.
”What a nice yard!” praised Mr. Lin.
”Isn't it pretty? I think this yard is even nicer than the one in my house in Dao City,” said Yunsheng.
”I agree,” said Mr. Lin.
He felt different as soon as he entered the courtyard. He felt very comfortable when he was in the courtyard. It was not as cold as it was outside.
A Battle Array?
The thought occurred to him that this might actually be one.
How could this be possible?
”Hello, Dr. Wang.” Yunsheng was always very polite to Wang Yao.
”Hello, Yunsheng,” said Wang Yao.