621 Planting Trees as a Wall (1/2)

”What do you think if I transfer to another hospital?” Wang Fengyi asked.

”Transfer? where to?” His wife was also worried. He has been hospitalized for two days without any signs of getting better. In fact, he seemed to be getting worse. Although her husband had many problems, he was good to her and their children. The family could only stay complete with him. She hoped he did not have any big problems or lingering effects of a chronic disease.

”Haiqu or the provincial capital,” Wang Fengyi said. ”The doctors here are not skillful.”

Just as he spoke, a doctor came. His face turned a little blue. ”Who says we can't do it?”

The sullen doctor ignored Wang Fengyi and asked the two patients next to him about their conditions and left the room.

Wang Fengyi's wife rushed out after him and returned before too long.

”How is it?” Wang Fengyi asked.

”Would it kill you to speak in a lower voice?” his wife asked. ”The doctor is not happy, but he agreed to transfer you.”

”It is good as long as he agrees. I don't care whether he is happy or not,” Wang Fengyi said. He did not have a very good impressions of doctors.

That same day, he was moved to Haiqu People's Hospital for treatment.

”His situation is rare!” The Haiqu doctor was troubled after checking Wang Fengyi's condition. He soon called in an expert for consultation and discussed a treatment plan with the patient.

”Oh, they are finally reliable.” Wang Fengyi felt relieved, but his head was still uncomfortable.

In the mountain village, Wang Yao planted the newly acquired Zidan seed in a suitable position in the medicine field. Afterward, he made a phone call to reserve some trees and shrubs. He wanted to use the trees as a wall to isolate the mountain forest on the east, west and south sides, only leaving a small path in the north.

That night, he studied for a long time. He took out a piece of graph paper and drew and wrote until midnight.

The next morning, he went down the mountain. He met Wen Wan and her son walking by the riverside. Her son supported her with his hands as they walked very slowly.

”Doctor Wang, hello,” Wen Wan said.

”Hello, how do you feel these days?” Wang Yao asked.

”Good,” Wen Wan said. ”I can sleep and have strength in my body. I can eat now, too. Since the air in the mountain village is so good, I like to take a walk in the morning.”

”Good. Given your current situation you can only do some minor activities,” Wang Yao said. ”You should primarily focus on rest and nourishment.”

”Oh, I know, thank you,” Wen Wan said.

She was contented that she had been able to recover to this degree. She was still alive. Naturally, she was very grateful to this young and extraordinary young man.

”You're welcome,” Wang Yao said.

On the way, the three met some villagers. Wen Wan and her son had met some of them several times, so they had become quite familiar with one another. Initially, the villagers would just cordially greet them. Now that they had been in the village for a while, sometimes the villagers would bring them some eggs, chickens, and ducks, as well as some vegetables and pancakes.

The villagers knew that there were five people living among them from other places who had rented houses to seek treatment from Wang Yao. Sun Yunsheng had also come to him for treatment some time ago. They were impressed that wealthy people were his patients. They now realized that this young man laughed at by them before was really capable.

”What about the brother and his sister?” When Wen Wan chatted with her son, they talked about Chen Ying and Chen Zhou. In fact, they had seen each other several times.

”I don't know,” Fan Youren said.

The sunlight was very warm. Wen Wan and her son continued walking alongside the river to the south of the village and then walked back.

Wang Yao stopped at his home before heading to the clinic. He prepared to make some new medications since the system upgrade had given him a new understanding of their production.

In the morning, a man in his 50s came to the clinic. He was very thin with sunken cheeks. He had cerebral thrombosis. His left arm and left leg had not recovered. He could move his left arm, but he could not clench his fist tightly or exert strength on his left leg. It made him lame while walking.

”How long it has been?” Wang Yao asked.

”Since November or December last year. He stayed in the hospital for nearly 20 days,” said the woman who came with the man.

”Do you have diabetes?” Wang Yao asked.

”Yes, it is alimentary diabetes,” the man said.

”Are you taking medicine now?” Wang Yao asked.

”No, injecting insulin,” the man said.

”Come on, let me check.” Wang Yao carefully examined the patient. He had lost almost all of his teeth. ”Do you still smoke?”