279 Once the Medicine Was Used, the Illness Disappeared

This was the mountain. This was nature. It was peaceful and distant, even at night.

On Nanshan Hill, the mountain wind was even more cooling.

There were two skies in this mountain.

In the Spirit Gathering battle array, there was a hint of a unique self-charm.

Wang Yao took a small stool and sat quietly in front of the cottage, looking at the sky.

The dog laid silently beside him.

He gazed at the sky for nearly two hours.

The sun will be shining brightly tomorrow.

The next day, the sun rose very early. Early in the morning, people could already feel that the temperature was a bit high.

On days with high temperatures, people who worked outdoors were prone to heatstroke. Wang Yao had already bought some necessary medicine and passed it to the person in charge of the construction project. It was just medicine, like Huoxiang Zhengqi Shui.

"Phew. It's so hot!"

Wei Hai really did not want to get out from his air-conditioned car. In order to come here, he even purposely set off left early. He did not expect that the weather would become so hot this early. He was already drenched in sweat by the time he got out of his car.

Wang Yao had earlier received Wei Hai's call, and he invited him to his house on Nanshan Hill. Wei Hai only then felt better, once he was within the battle array.

Looking at Wang Yao, who did not sweat at all, Wei Hai asked curiously, "Don't you feel warm?"

"I'm okay," Wang Yao replied with a smile.

Wei Hai did not speak and only gave him a thumbs up.

After he drank a mouthful of water and calmed down a little, Wang Hao checked his pulse.

It worked!

Through the pattern of his pulse, Wang Yao could judge that some of the poisonous parasites in the deepest parts of his body had been removed.

"Tell me your condition after drinking the medicine, in detail."

After that, Wei Hai described the details of his feelings and his bodily reactions after Wang Yao left the day before. Wang Yao was also listening very intently. He recorded while listening. He also asked some questions halfway, and even asked Wei Hai about the shape and color of his excrement.

Then, he asked Wei Hai to lie down, and he gently knocked the parts under his ribs and abdominal cavity.

"Is it painful?"

"No."

After that, Wang Yao pondered for a while.

"The effect is very clear to me, but we should make sure. Consume the medicine once a day according to the dosage yesterday. If the pain reaction intensifies, come back to me. If there isn't a problem, come back again after the medicine is used up." The medicine that Wang Yao gave him should last him for five days.

"Okay," Wei Hai replied.

"Let's go visit your medical center then," Wei Hai was bored in the house.

"It's very hot outside," Wang Yao reminded him with a smile.

"Right, I'll just have a look."

After leaving the house and walking outside of the battle array, Wei Hai regretted his decision again. The sweat on his body trickled downwards. On the other hand, Wang Yao, who was at his side, did not sweat at all. He did not seem to feel the slightest bit of heat. In fact, even if Wang Yao was wearing a sweater at this time, he would tolerate the heat and would not sweat. Of course, the premise also implied that he could with people staring at him as if he looked like a fool.

Looking at the building the medical center would be in, Wei Hai's eyes brightened up. He was someone who once roamed the Great Land of China, but also travelled extensively. As he had greater exposure, his outlook had also broadened.

"This house is not bad. I didn't think that Lao Tian actually has such talented men who can design such a building!" Wei Hai praised.

As the saying goes, it is small but complete.

Sometimes, the more compact things were, the more its true features could be seen. Everything could be seen at a glance because of its small size. The features which were unsatisfactory could even be seen.

"He asked someone to design it."

"Asked someone? Who was it?"

"A professor of architecture in Tongji University."

"No wonder!" Wei Hai responded suddenly.

After walking around the small courtyard and looking at it in general, Wei Hai could not stand the heat and started to leave.

"Eh, it's much cooler with the air conditioning," he said as he got into the car.

He turned the car around and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped off.

Seeing the situation, Wang Yao shook his head while laughing.

During the dog days of summer, sweating was actually good. The alternating of the four seasons and the human body each had their own advantages separately, but most people did not know how to make use of the weather to nurse their own health.

Of course, most people had their air conditioning on. Who would be willing to suffer?

Another five days passed. The interior of the house and the yard were more or less tidied up.

The building took half a month to build. The door which originally opened towards the west had been changed to the south. The main body of the building had been completed. The remaining details had to be thought about carefully, such as the layout of the courtyard. Regarding this, Wang Yao had his own ideas.

He planned to design a small battle array in this small courtyard. Of course, it would be incomparable to the Spirit gathering battle array on Nanshan Hill. He just wanted to live here more comfortably, and he had thought about it for quite some time.

While the house was being constructed, Li Maoshuang, Zhou Xiong, and his son had also come to visit before and asked if Wang Yao needed any help. They came to just have a look and show their regards.

However, Zhou Wukang's condition surprised Wang Yao a little. He recovered faster than Wang Yao expected.

"Are you always in Lianshan County these days?"

"No. While you went to Jing City, I've also returned to Cangzhou. While we were there, the old Mr. Cang happened to be there too. He treated Kang with acupuncture."

"No wonder," Wang Yao replied with a smile. "Move a little and I'll see how you're doing."

Zhou Wukang then moved his arms and fingers. They were flexible, but they lacked strength. However, his entire arm was not as dry as how it used to be. His skin had some luster and had more flesh.

After that, Wang Yao massages his acupoints to dredge the blood several times.

"I'll make more medicine. Continue taking the medicine used to consolidate the corporeity."

"Okay," Zhou Wukang responded.

The man had also now recovered his energy and spirit. His son's illness was worrying him. Now that there was a possibility of a full recovery, how could he not be happy? And when one was in good spirits, his health would also be better.

"When will the medical center open for business?"

He was not the only one who had asked this question. Wei Hai and the others had also asked.

"I'll tell all of you when the time is set," Wang Yao answered.

Opening a medical center was similar to opening a clinic. The necessary procedures still had to be handled. Among the procedures, the medical qualification certificate was a prerequisite.

23rd of July, in the city of Ji Province.

He counted carefully and there were less than 10 days left.

He had looked at the things which He Qisheng sent. There were even some simulation questions. In terms of knowledge, Wang Yao was confident that there would not be a problem. After all, the broad content instilled by the system had provided him with a knowledge reserve which was far beyond that of ordinary doctors. It could be said that his knowledge reserve in the aspect of Chinese medicine was even better than the so-called "holy hands of Xing Lin". The only difference was his experience and medical skills.

The medical center could be opened when he obtained the qualification certificate. That way, there would be a place to heal if someone wanted to look for a doctor. He also did not have to rush about all over China. Besides, he did not want to have to visit patients at their homes unless there was a special case.

"Remember to tell me."

Everyone said so.

It was Wang Mingbao who visited diligently. He came seven or eight times In the past 10 days.

"Tsk, tsk. You're still the one who's good at choosing a place. Do you think I should choose a piece of land in our village and build eight big, tile-roofed houses?"

"Sure."

…

In a villa somewhere in Dao City.

Ah! A skinny young man suddenly became violent on the bed without a moment's notice. He seemed to be like a crazy beast. The medical staff were so scared. They were at a loss of what to do.

"Get out of the way!" A figure rushed into the room and the young man who was just growling suddenly collapsed onto the bed.

"Give him the medicine quickly." A middle-aged man hurriedly followed from behind, holding a white porcelain bottle in his hand.

The stoic man who rushed in carefully fed the medicine into the mouth of the unconscious man who was lying on the bed.

After confirming that his breathing had stabilized, only then did the two men leave the room.

"Is today the 15th day since?"

"Yes, Rong Ye. It's the 15th day."

"The medicine suppressed him for 15 days. Sigh." Sun Zhengrong sighed, "If only it could be longer."

He also knew very well in his heart that this was already hard to come by. However, humans were like this. When situations got better, they always hoped that it could be even better.

"If my guess is right, if this medicine is continued to be consumed, the effect will last even longer," the stoic man said.

"Oh, why is that?"

"Based on my diagnosis, there's a sign that the Yang toxins in his body have slightly weakened. It's very likely that it's because the efficacy of the cold Yin energy in the medicine offsets a part of it. Therefore, when it's consumed again the next time, the effect will build upon what was already done and will be even better," the stoic man explained.

If Wang Yao was there, he might be a little surprised, because the stoic man was right.