754 Feeling Refreshing After Smelling

Dr. Wu was not a hypocrite. He was not like some people who just wanted to make money and pretended to care. That was something people should feel shameful about.

"Where is the patient?" he asked.

"He is inside," Mrs. Li said.

In a separate VIP ward, the disciple of the King Pharmacist saw the patient, who was lying on the bed. The patient was pale. His cheeks were depressed, and he was thin. His body was slightly moving, which seemed the only proof he was still alive.

"What are the symptoms?" Dr. Wu asked.

"A headache and pain in his chest and abdomen," Mrs. Li said. "Painkillers do not work."

"How is it suppressed?" Dr. Wu asked.

"We have used large doses of morphine," Mrs. Li said.

Dr. Wu slightly frowned. The effect of that analgesia was good, but its main side effect, addiction, was very destructive on the human body.

"I can't watch him suffering from the pain," Mrs. Li said.

She had also become pale in the days of watching her son. She had no choice but to worry. She was both anxious and angry, and her body was a little uncomfortable.

"I will take a look at him." Dr. Wu came to the bed to feel Hou Shida's pulse, which was very weak and somewhat weird.

Dr. Wu's brows gently wrinkled. He carefully checked Hou Shida's abdomen and head and whispered, "It is not possible."

He felt the patient's pulse again and rechecked his chest and abdomen.

"I have to wait until his illness acts up," Dr. Wu said as he got up.

"Mrs. Li looked at her watch. "Come on."

They waited in the ward for about an hour. The sleepy Hou Shida suddenly had a reaction and screamed.

Dr. Wu hurried to over, grabbed his wrist, and had people hold him down. He listened to the young man's chest and abdomen.

"Hold him," he said to the woman next to him.

Mrs. Li made a gesture. Someone immediately came in from outside to hold down Hou Shida. It was as if he was a pig going to be slaughtered.

Dr. Wu took some medicine out and a few silver needles, which he pierced in Hou Shida's abdomen at a very fast speed.

Hou Shida's body suddenly stiffened.

"What's wrong with him?" Mrs. Li shocked.

"You don't have to panic." Dr. Wu pulled out a few silver needles and stabbed them into several parts on the young man's body.

Hou Shida screamed again.

Dr. Wu's expression was very serious. Sweat appeared on his forehead. He said, "You can use morphine."

A large dose of morphine was injected. Hou Shida wailed for a long time before falling asleep.

"Dr. Wu, what about my son's illness?" Mrs. Li asked.

After thinking for a moment, he replied. "I'm sorry, Ma'am, I can't cure it. I let you down."

If he had a little confidence, he would try. Unfortunately, he was not even sure what the disease was.

"What?" Mrs. Li's expression quickly changed.

"I can't cure this disease," Dr. Wu said.

"Do you know what caused it?" she asked.

"Yes," Dr. Wu said.

"What?" Mrs. Li asked.

"There are foreign invasions in the meridians in his body, but the meridians are disordered," Dr. Wu said. "The organs are dysfunctional, creating the pain. His head is in the same situation."

"Mr. Chen and Mr. Li said it can't be removed," Mrs. Li said.

Dr. Wu was feeling helpless. He had not expected to encounter such a patient.

"Do you know who can treat this disease?" Mrs. Li asked.

Dr. Wu pondered her questions for a while before replying, "My master should be able to, but he has a lot of rules."

"Dr. Wu, as his disciple, can you provide some special care?" asked Mrs. Li

"No, we are clear about that." Dr. Wu shook his head. The disciples could request special care, but he would never use that precious opportunity for such an acquaintance.

Mrs. Li sighed after listening.

"Xiao Hou, pay Dr. Wu the consultation fee."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Oh, you don't have to pay since the disease was not cured."

"You have tried your best," Mrs. Li said.

In the end, the King Pharmacist's disciple did not receive a consultation fee. He did accept the travel convenience provided by them.

"Lady?"

"Let's go see the King Pharmacist and abide by his rules." She took a deep breath.

"I understand. I will arrange it right away."

This was now their only option.

On Nanshan Hill…

Wang Yao was testing a drug. It was special medicine.

The licorice was double-purified and blended with the appropriate flowers of Xianqiuluo and supplemented with appropriate drinks.

He was making a new kind of drug.

Well, the taste is pretty good, but I don't know how it works, he thought. Looking at a small white porcelain bottle containing the special drug, he gently opened the cork. A unique aroma immediately floated out.

Well, take a breath and be refreshed.

I'll go down and find someone to try.

He took the new medicine and went down the mountain. He did not go to the clinic. Instead, he went to Zhong Liuchuan's house.

"Mr. Wang"

"How are you?"

"How are you, Anxin? Is today a holiday?"

"Yes, it is Saturday."

"Anxin go back and do your homework. I have something to discuss with Mr. Wang," Zhong Liuchuan said.

"OK." Zhong Anxin was happy to return to her room.

"How is your progress?" Wang Yao found that Zhong Liuchuan's breathing seemed to have changed a lot in the few days he hadn't seen him. This was the effect of practicing the method of breathing.

"I sit in the room quietly when there is nothing to do."

"Good. Let's check on the guy next door."

"OK."

The two people went next door.

The door creaked opened.

Is someone coming? Jia Zizai, who was lying on the bed, had a bright light in his eyes. After a few days, he was fed up with this kind of life. He was powerless. He didn't have any meat or alcohol. Moreover, he didn't see anyone all day. Just lying alone there was mental torture.

Hey, two people coming today.

"It's you!" As soon as he saw Wang Yao, he was very angry. It was as if there was a flame burning in his chest, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Well, your complexion is not bad!" Wang Yao looked at him and smiled.

"Damn it!"

"I want you to give this a try. It will help with your complexion."

"You have quite the eyesight for a pharmacist."

"I will help you remove the restrictions." Wang Yao smiled.

"What?" Jia Zizai was stunned. Was he going to let him go, or was he going to kill him?

Wang Yao patted in the air a few times. Heat poured into his body and then exited. He magically discovered that his body was free to move. The disappearing strength was coming back quickly.

"Yes!" He gasped. It was a good feeling.

He suddenly stood up.

Ah! He felt dizzy.

He had stood up so quickly that his head was spinning.

"Liuchuan, you can go out."

"Yes, Sir." Zhong Liuchuan immediately left the room.

"What? Do you want to talk with me alone?" Jia did not know what he wanted to do.

"Come on, smell it." Wang Yao took out a white porcelain bottle and opened the stopper.

"Hmm?" Jia was shocked.

"Smell? What do you mean?"

"No, this is a conspiracy."

Ah! He was dizzy.

He fell to the ground. The spirit and strength he had barely recovered were gone like the tide.

"Damn! What is this again?"

This time, unlike before when he extreme weakness, he felt hot. His chest was stuffy, and his breathing was not smooth. He had a terrible headache.

"Hey, why are the birds coming from the house? Why is that"

He rubbed his eyes and realized that he was hallucinating.