855 It Was Nothing

Overhearing the conversation had been purely unintentional.

After he came over, Zheng Weijun displayed a wide smile. Even if he was unhappy, he couldn't reveal it.

"Mr. Wang, is there anything wrong with that?" he asked.

"No, it's fine," Wang Yao said.

"That's good," Zheng Weijun said.

A few days ago, he had secretly invited a famous Feng Shui master from the south to see the place. Like a typical businessman, Zheng Weijun was a bit superstitious. As a result, the master praised the place, saying that it was suitable for business and livability, as well as where money could be made. He also said that the position was not suitable to be empty. It would be better if there was a Feng Shui stone put there. That statement coincided with Wang Yao's words, so his original suspicion was immediately gone. It was replaced by surprise and conviction. A large piece of Lingbi stone was quickly put there.

After watching the installation of the equipment and wandering around again, Wang Yao returned to the mountain village.

Zheng Weijun became very embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" a man asked.

"My brother is coming," Zheng Weijun said.

The man next to Zheng Weijun was shocked. There was discord between the brothers, but it was not his place to give any advice.

After returning to the village, Wang Yao found three people waiting outside the clinic. Among them was the woman who had come before with insufficient Yin. She had taken two doses of medicine. Her complexion was now as normal as that of a healthy person.

"Have you waited long?" Wang Yao asked.

"No, we just arrived," a younger man said.

"Come in and take a seat." Wang Yao invited them into the clinic. He first checked the woman carefully. She had no major problems.

"I will prescribe you another dose of medicine, which you need to take when you return home," Wang Yao said. "You will be fine after taking the medicine."

"Ah, OK." The three people were happy to hear that. They could finally leave the village. After all, it was not their hometown or convenient for them to live here.

Wang Yao prescribed them another medicine. There was no need for her to continue to take the medicine with licorice roots at this stage. It could be replaced by common herbs.

They were surprised when they found that the price suddenly became much lower. "Why is the price different this time?"

"She is much better now, so she does not need to take the valuable herbs," Wang Yao replied.

"Oh, thank you."

Being able to save money and spend less was always a good thing.

Ring! Ring! A long-forgotten reminder sounded. It meant he had met the requirements of a system upgrade.

He added a rare skill point to the medical skills, which was the original method of acupuncture.

Although the process of knowledge penetration was relatively mild this time, it was deep.

Acupuncture was a vast and profound medical technique. From ancient times to the present, from its development to the peak and eventually its recession, many things had been lost. It was not as highly thought of as Western medicine. Chinese traditional medicine was considered weak. It was not even valued as much as in the neighboring countries. A large number of treatments relied on advanced technology, so other elements had long been ignored.

Wang Yao closed his eyes and thought for a while. He slowly opened eyes.

Hey, it seems there is still a long way to go!

The deeper this pharmacist went, the more extraordinary he felt.

In Lianshan, few people were at the teahouse to drink tea. It was just a guise. Most of them came to play mahjong to pass the time.

Two men, who looked almost the same age, were in a private room. The main difference between them was that one of them was a little more elegant. The other looked more robust.

"What's up?" Zheng Weijun asked.

"I was passing by Qi Province and missed you, so I came to see you," the elegant man said with a smile.

"Really? When have you ever missed me?" Zheng Weijun sipped his tea.

"My brother, blood is thicker than water," Zheng Weigong said. He felt a little bit helpless regarding his younger brother. Growing up, there were many things he had to do though he did not want to.

For them, righteousness and wealth were gained but affection was lost.

"I heard that your new factory here is about to start production," Zheng Weigong said.

"What do you want?" Zheng Weijun asked.

"Why are you so hostile?" Zheng Weigong asked.

"I'm just asking," Zheng Weijun said. "It will start production next month."

"What kind of medicine is it?" Zheng Weigong asked.

"It's a type of tonic," Zheng Weijun said.

"Tonic?" His brother frowned.

"That kind of medicine is not very popular in the market at the early stage, let alone it is a brand that has just been established," he said.

What he said was the truth. Nowadays, there were many pharmaceutical companies, so there were often overlaps among pharmaceutical products in some fields. To be profitable in this market, one needed considerable connections and relationships. Of course, that wasn't the case if the medicine was exceptionally rare, such as some monopoly over a specific foreign medicine.

"You don't have to worry about it," Zheng Weijun said.

"Tell me if you need any help," Zheng Weigong said.

"There is no need," Zheng Weijun replied.

The meeting between the brothers could be said to be unhappy.

"How did it go?" a man asked.

"Not good," Zheng Weigong replied. "He still has a lot of hostility toward me!"

"Don't take it seriously," the man said.

"I won't. We are physical brothers no matter what," Zheng Weigong said. "Let's go. By the way, he is going to launch a medicine next month. Pay attention to it, and have our medical representatives help promote it in the market."

"OK."

The man in the car stared at the small county outside.

"Wait, do you know where the doctor who treated Weijun is?" Zheng Weigong asked.

"I heard a little about him," the man said.

"Let's go and pay a visit to him," Zheng Weigong said.

"OK."

The sky gradually darkened. In the afternoon, the autumn wind was cold.

Wang Yao quietly looked at the sky in the courtyard. It was a little yellow.

Well, someone is coming, he thought.

He heard a car approach. It was quickly followed by the sound of footsteps and knocks at the door.

"Please come in."

Two men entered the courtyard. One was in his 30s. He was wearing a pair of glasses and looked elegant. The other was in his 40s. He was thin and seemed energetic.

"Hello, you must be Dr. Wang," Zheng Weijun's older brother said.

"Yes, what can I help you with?" Wang Yao replied with a smile.

"I'm Zheng Weijun's eldest brother, Zheng Weigong. I came here to express my special thanks. Thank you for curing my brother's illness."

"Ah, you're welcome." Wang Yao laughed. He was quite surprised by this visit.

He thought, Isn't this the one who was on the phone?

"Here is a gift to show my appreciation," Zheng Weigong said. "I hope you will accept it." It was a very beautiful gift box. The contents inside had to be valuable.

"Thank you, but you don't need to do that," Wang Yao said with a smile.

He let them come into the room. After a small talk, Zheng Weigong left, leaving the gift behind.

Wang Yao opened it. It was an exquisite ceramic tea set. At first glance, he knew that it was a high-end, fine product from Jingdezhen.

Coincidentally, I need such a tea set here, he thought.

When it was dark, Wang Yao locked the door and was ready to go back home for dinner. On the way, he came across Zhong Liuchuan and Jia Zizai jogging toward the mountain.