483 It Did Not End Ye

Wang Yao did not speak for a long time after hearing the news. There was still someone dying because of this incident.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.comfor visiting.

"This is what you do?" Wang Yao spoke to the old man who had not died.

The old man had a disease. Additionally, the previous night, Wang Yao's punch had seriously injured him. He had tenaciously survived because Wang Yao transfused his Qi into his body.

The problem in the village had not been resolved. Plus, there could still be residual insects. Wang Yao wanted to be spared from unnecessary troubles by leaving him his life. Of course, it depended on whether the old man would cooperate.

"At this age, even sleeping to death is a relief," Huang Zhicheng said.

"Retract those insects," Wang Yao said with a sigh.

"All those that can be retracted have already been retracted," Huang Zhicheng said. "The rest have flown far away."

In his position, he was unsure. He could not avenge himself.

"Is there any other way?" Wang Yao asked.

"None," Huang Zhicheng said.

When Huang Zhicheng had come to the village, he had thought of all kinds of results. He did not expect it to be like this. In such a small mountain village, he failed.

"I can't think of anything. I've met people like you. I have nothing to say" he said.

It was not because he had not prepared enough. His enemy had been too strong.

Not long after, he saw his apprentice's corpse. "Chaoyang!"

His voice was hoarse. He struggled to go forward to see and touch him. He could not control his body at all, so he could not help crying.

This apprentice was like a son to him. Although his character was a bit grumpy, he had been extremely respectful to the old man. He had done a lot of things for him through the years. Quite a few of them could not be publicized. For Huang Zhicheng, his hands were covered with blood.

How could it be? He felt something stinging his heart. It was hurt.

"Did you?" He looked at Wang Yao.

"It was me," Wang Yao calmly said.

The old man was trembling. He felt hatred and anger.

Cough, cough! The old man cried and coughed. Blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.

"Yinghao, you need to live well. Don't think about revenge!" This was the last message he left for his apprentice. The old man then fell down and died.

Of course, this matter did not yet end.

Sun Zhengrong operated in secret and reduced the impact of the whole incident to a minimum. At the same time, he took out some money and distributed it to the villagers who were affected by this incident. The villagers were shocked by his generosity.

The police officers came, both from the county and the city. They did some investigations, but they did not disturb too many people. Then, they went away.

Before they came, the people under Sun Zhengrong quickly cleaned up the place where the battle took place. All the shells, bows, and blood were cleaned up. Based on their swift work, one had to admire their abilities.

Things seemed to be over. No one would care about the dead.

But, this thing was like a little butterfly, flapping its wings. The change could not be seen now, but it might be different in the future.

In the afternoon, Chen Boyuan came to the mountain village. His goal was to ask Wang Yao what he needed so he could help him. This was Mrs. Song's idea.

"No thanks," Wang Yao said.

Chen Boyuan noticed that Wang Yao's mood did not seem as quiet as usual. After chatting a bit, he did not stay for long.

Wang Yao did not idle. He wandered around the village. On the hills, he had to ensure that the terrible poisonous insects were not scattered in the village, otherwise it would be a trouble.

Unfortunately, there were still poisonous insects. In a mountain village, which was surrounded by mountains, it was difficult to find a flying insect that was not much bigger than an ant.

"It will be a trouble," Wang Yao said under his breath. He just hoped that in this cold winter, such bad weather would inhibit the proliferation and spread of these insects.

The incident could not be completely concealed. It was discovered by the villagers, so the atmosphere in the village was a bit weird.

"Xiao Yao?" a villager asked.

"Hey, may I help you?" Wang Yao replied.

"Do you know that family?" the villager asked.

"Yes, they came here for treatment," Wang Yao said.

"Well, they will leave after seeing treatment, won't they?" the villager asked.

"Correct," Wang Yao replied.

"That's good," the villager said.

This was not the first person to ask Wang Yao. He quietly said, "It looks like the villagers are worried."

Even though Sun Zhengrong had made compensation, he could not comfort everyone.

Wang Yao's parents wanted to return home, but he stopped them from coming. He couldn't explain it clearly on the phone, so he drove straight to his grandmother's house to explain the situation.

The husband and wife were silent after listening.

"Are the villagers OK?" Wang Fenghua asked.

He was a loyal and kind person. If someone was injured in the village because of this incident, he would blame himself.

"Most people are fine, but an old man is gone," Wang Yao replied.

"A person died?" Wang Fenghua was shocked.

"I saw him. The old man went very peacefully. He was sick," Wang Yao said.

He was comforting his father. Even though the old man was over 80 years old and had an uncured illness, no one should have deprived him of the right to live. He might have had an unfulfilled wish. Who did not want to live two more years? If he was not confronted with that incident, he might have been able to live three more years.

Wang Fenghua did not speak. He just sat and quietly smoked. His expression indicated he was blaming himself.

"Dad, don't blame yourself," Wang Yao said.

"Yeah." Wang Fenghua just sighed and blew smoke.

Wang Yao stayed at his grandparent's house for a while. He then drove home.

It was getting late. He stayed in the medicine field and gently touched the dog to his side.

"San Xian, thanks for the hard work from you and Da Xia," Wang Yao whispered.

Without their help, he could not imagine how badly his forest would have been destroyed. It would not look like it did now. The fire only burned a few dozen peripheral trees. It also had made him aware of the crudeness of the drug field's defense.

This time, it had only been one person. If there was another person or another group, what would happen?"

"I have to think about other ways to protect it," he said. He did not fall asleep until midnight.

In the early morning of the next day, the medical center opened as usual. No patients came to see the doctor in the morning. There were several villagers coming regarding what had taken place. They all expressed their concerns.

In the face of these elders, Wang Yao only explained it and could not say anything more. There was no benefit, even if he said more.

…

In Jing, the sky was gloomy and filled with snowflakes.

A beautiful girl sat in a wheelchair looking at the snow outside, but her mind went to another place.

"Mom, is there an urgent matter for him since he hurried away?" she asked.

"Yes, there are some urgent matters," Song Ruiping replied.

When she told her daughter that Wang Yao was rushing back because he had something to do at home, she could clearly see her daughter's disappointment.

"Does he need us to help?" Su Xiaoxue asked.

"I have already told Chen Ying to tell him. If he needs our help, he will let us know. Bo Yuan also went to see him," Song Ruiping replied.

"That's good," Su Xiaoxue said.

She looked out. She really wanted to go to see.

…

In the afternoon, Wang Yao quickly ate and was preparing to go up to the mountain. Just then, a villager, a middle-aged man, came to see him with his son, who was around 7 years old. The child's face was blue, and his body was trembling. He had been poisoned.

"Xiao Yao, look at Hao Ze. What happened?" The middle-aged man was in a hurry.

"Don't worry, put him down first," Wang Yao said.

Wang Yao carefully looked at him, verifying that he was poisoned. He had been bitten by the insects released by those people.

The treatment was easy. Wang Yao boiled the a cup of liquid made from detoxification grass and had the boy take it. The blue color on his face began to recede after 10 minutes. His normal complexion soon returned and his breathing became smoother. He returned to normal.