520 Look Around (1/2)

Wang Yao was still in the clinic. There was an irritable sound of knocking on the door. He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

”Please come in.” The sound was not loud, but it still went out through the window and the small courtyard to the outside of the door. The people standing outside could hear it clearly.

The person outside the door heard the sound, pushed open the door, and came in. It was Wu Tongxing. He had some sweat on his forehead.

”Hello, Dr. Wang,” he said.

”Mr. Wu?” Wang Yao was a little surprised. He hadn't thought Wu Tongxing would come again in such a short time. How many times had he come?

”I have to bother you again.” Wu Tongxing was very anxious. After seeing Wang Yao, he restored his former calmness.

”Has the patient's condition worsened?” Wang Yao asked.

”Yes, it is very dangerous,” Wu Tongxing said. ”Please, I beg you to go to Jing.”

This time, Wang Yao did not refuse him. Wu Tongxing had come four times. He was patient and sincere. He was not an ordinary person. He didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance, which was very rare.

Wang Yao thought for a while and then said, ”You'd better stay in Lianshan County tonight. I am going to prepare a prescription for you to take back tomorrow.”

Wu Tongxing was relieved hearing his words. ”Then, I will leave.”

”Be careful on your way,” Wang Yao said.

Wu Tongxing had been on a flight. He rushed all the way to the clinic. His anxiousness had made him really tired. He went back to the car, laid down, and fell asleep.

”Drive slowly,” the accompanying secretary told the driver.

The sky was already dark. The car was driving on the mountain road stably.

”Is there a patient again?” Wang Yao's mother asked.

”Well, one came when it was dark,” Wang Yao replied. ”Let's eat.”

After eating, Wang Yao went to Nanshan Hill. He needed to prepare medicines and boil down a dose of regather soup.

He was familiar with Tongxing's family illness. The current situation was due to further deterioration caused by the illness. Plus, the patient was old and suffering. Under those dual factors, too much of the body's foundation was consumed. This situation was like that of Wei Hai, Su Xiaoxue, and Sun Yunsheng. The first thing was not to cure the lesions but to consolidate the body foundation and supplement the body. Only then could the body have enough capital to fight the disease.

Ginseng, matrimony vine, sealwort, qian shi, glossy ganoderma, shanjing, guiyuan... Wang Yao prepared all the herbs needed for the night.

He had seen a lot of patients recently. The points he had accumulated were enough. There were also enough shanjing and guiyuan in the medical field, so he could prepare the medicine.

Wang Yao though, This medicine might only temporarily save his life. Although he had not seen the patient, he could guess that his condition was very serious. Otherwise he would not have urged Wu Tongxing to stay overnight.

”Director, we've arrived at the hotel.” The accompanying secretary prepared the room before he woke up his leader.

”Oh, good.” Tongxing got up and rubbed his face. ”It's cold outside.”

It was really cold, but the cold was a bit softer than in Jing.

After arriving to his room, Wu Tongxing called his family and asked about his father's condition. ”Elder brother, how is dad going on?”

”He's sustained temporarily. What about you?” his brother asked.

”I have already seen him. He said that he is going to prepare a medicine,” Wu Tongxing said. ”I will pick it up tomorrow.”

”Has he agreed to come to Jing?” his brother asked.

”No,” Wu Tongxing replied.

”He is...” His elder brother felt a little angry. There were only few people who dare to not give him face in Jing, let alone in a small mountain village.

”Brother, don't worry. Since he agreed to give us medicine, it is a good start,” Wu Tongxing said.

”Good,” his brother said.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Tongxing took a hot bath and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, the weather was gloomy. On Nanshan Hill, firewood was burned after the sound of smashing. There was a unique scent of medicine floating out of the hut.

Wang Yao sat next to the fire, slowly boiling down the medical soup and adding a few pieces of firewood from time to time. This medicine was the one he decocted the most frequently and was most familiar with.

He was very familiar with the amount of medicinal material, order of addition, color change of the medicinal agent, and even the change in odor. He could judge whether the medicine was suitable by looking at the color and smelling it.