688 Regre

"Well, I will bother you and Xiaohui," Cao Meng said. "Leave it to us."

Outside the ward, four other people were gathered.

"Brother, who are those two?" one of the men said.

"I don't know, I haven't seen them before," another man said. "They might just have newly joined us."

"If they are new members, how can the boss trust them?" the other man asked.

"The boss is disappointed with us, isn't he?" another man asked.

While they were talking, Cao He and Cao Hui came out of the ward.

"Brother needs to transfer to Jing," Cao He said.

"Jing?" one of the men asked. "OK, let's go."

These men had never been to the Jing. They wanted to go and see what it looked like. Plus, these individuals had a fixed income every day for their food and drink. Although it was not so much, they still got it while basically doing nothing.

"I am going to apply for transfer," Cao He said. "Take care of brother."

"Brother doesn't want to give up yet," Cao Hui said after they left the room. "You must persuade him."

"I have tried to persuade him, but brother thinks highly of money," Cao Hui said.

"He has to live long enough to spend the money," Cao He said. "I have the feeling that there might be bad results if he goes to Jing."

"Let's try it," Cao Hui said.

In another ward, Cao Zizhen stared at the ceiling. There was no brilliance in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel stupid and regretful. He shouldn't have come there. He shouldn't have joined the gang and harmed his father.

His illness was even more serious than the other three people, including Cao Meng. They vomited every time they ate, so they could not eat anything. They could just live via infusion. Cao Zizhen was different.

Apart from those conditions, his nose and ears bled from time to time. It was one time every three days. He suffered from dizziness and serious degradation of hearing and smelling. If it continued, he would soon lose both senses. Unfortunately, the doctor could not diagnose the reasons, so he could not be treated.

Cao Zizhen knew the reason. It was because of the doctor, Wang Yao. He himself and these people were all sick because of that young man.

He now wanted to go to the mountain village and kneel outside the medical hall. He was willing to tell everything, as long as his strange disease could be cured. As long as his life could be saved, he was not afraid of going to jail. But, now he couldn't even get up let alone go somewhere.

Cao Zizhen sighed. With tears in his eyes, he said, "I regret it!"

…

In Haiqu Airport…

"Have a safe journey," Wang Yao said.

"If you have something, remember to tell me at once," Su Xiaoxue said.

Her visit had come to an end. She had been taking a lot of time off, but she still had her own academic needs to complete.

Before leaving, Wang Yao gently hugged her. "Take care."

After staying inside until he could no longer see her, Wang Yao turned and left. He stood outside the airport and watched the plane rushing into the sky and disappearing.

A dozen days ago, in Jing, Su Xiaoxue had looked at the sky like this. Now, it was his turn.

At the same time, two cars departed from Haiqu heading toward Jing.

Wang Yao drove back to the mountain village and headed to the clinic. The door was opened. It was not his patients who come but his friends.

Zheng Shixiong, Zheng Weijun, Wu Shu, Wen Wan, Zhong Liuchuan, and his sister all asked Wang Yao about how to deal with the matter and whether he needed help.

"Thank you, thank you all," Wang Yao said.

He thought about it carefully and decided to invite everyone to have a meal that night at the restaurant in the village. He called the restaurant and booked a table.

In the evening, the people he invited arrived. Luckily, he had booked a big table.

"Thank you all for your concerns and help. This glass of wine is to all of you." Wang Yao raised his glass and drank it.

"You don't need to be so polite," a friend said.

"This is what we are supposed to do," another friend said.

Except for those who were sick, the rest of the people drank their whole glass of wine.

This was also the first time for these people who had been ill in the village to gather together. Although they often met each other on weekdays and said a few words, it was still the first time they had really sat together. It was a good opportunity for them to further communicate with each other and become friends.

During the meal, all of the guests and the host were happy. They did not finish until 9 p.m.

Wang Yao returned home to say hello to his family before heading up the mountain alone. At the foot of Nanshan Hill, the trees he had planted were growing very well. The mountain wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling.

He walked to the front and patted the trunk. "Grow up well."

After he slowly climbed up the mountain, a few lights and chanting sounds could be heard.

The next day, the clinic opened. Two patients came in the morning, and only one came in the afternoon. In fact, the patient was not serious in Wang Yao's point of view.

He reconnected with Li Shiyu and bought a few trucks of trees. With some leisure time on his hands, he carefully checked the previous plan and made a small modification.

On the Internet, the relevant news had not subsided. It seemed to still be in the process of fermentation.

The next morning, the car carrying the trees came. Wang Yao closed the door after seeing a patient. The trees were unloaded under the mountain.

"You are really professional to plant trees!" Li Shiyu praised. The trees planted by Wang Yao looked very good.

"They are not bad," Wang Yao said..

"If you don't want to be a doctor, remember to tell me!" Li Shiyu joked. "Today, it is three cars."

"Good," Wang Yao said.

"Do you need any help from me?" Li Shiyu asked. "It is free."

"Thanks, I will do it myself," Wang Yao said.

When the trees were unloaded, he immediately got to work. Pointing, digging pits, planting trees, and watering, he was familiar with the process. The dog also came down from the hill to help.

He was basically holding a tree with one hand and filling the soil with another hand. The dog was responsible for either seeing whether trees were erected or he holding the tree.

More trees arrived in the afternoon before the morning delivery had been finished planting. Wang Yao's parents came to help.

When the sun dropped, Zhong Liuchuan and his sister went up the mountain for a walk. They came by and offered to help.

"Why do you plant so many trees?" Zhong Anxin asked.

"To beautify the environment and purify the air," Wang Yao replied.

"Ah, the air on this mountain is good," Zhong Liuchuan said.

Because the air in the mountains was very clear, he and his sister came their every day when it was cool in the afternoon.

"These fields are idle, so I plant these trees," Wang Yao said. "You see, there are cherries, apricot trees, and apple trees. The fruits will be mature this time next year. Remember to come and enjoy!"

"Well, I will." Zhong Anxin laughed and worked harder.

There was a faint smile on Zhong Liuchuan's face.

"Thank you, I will treat you a supper tonight," Wang Yao said.

"Thanks, Dr. Wang, I bought a big fish today," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I have already cleaned it up and will stew fish soup. Do you want to come to eat with us?"

"Ah, no, thank you," Wang Yao said.

As for these trees, it took all day to plant the trees. After they were planted, the semi-circular forests under Nanshan Hill had already taken shape, though they were slightly thinner. Now, there was only one road going up the mountain.

"Sanxian, what do you think?" Wang Yao asked.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

Standing on Nanshan Hill, one could clearly see the woods under the mountain, curved like a crescent.

"The basic framework is there," Wang Yao said. "The next step is to keep filling them up so they can be extended to the foot of the mountain."

…

In Jing…

"Doctor, can you see about my older brother's illness?" Cao He came to the doctor's office to ask about Cao Meng's condition after they settled down and had tests.

"How long have they been suffering from this disease?" the doctor asked.

"It will be nearly 10 days," Cao He said.

"It's been a long time to not have food. He is just living off the drip," the doctor said. "His physical condition is not optimistic, and his stomach has already showed signs of lesions."

"Lesions?"