极品少妇的粉嫩小泬视频

Chapter 552: A Bird Was Dead the Other Day

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Can you help him, Dr. Wang?” the man standing next to San Guzi asked.

“I’ll do my best,” Wang Yao said. “Prepare a quiet room for me.”

“OK, I’ll arrange it immediately,” the man said.

“These are the herbs I need. I also need equipment to brew the decoctions. Get these for me as soon as possible.” Wang Yao gave the man a list. “Remember, all the herbs must be wild.”

“No problem,” the man said.

They quickly arranged a place and delivered the herbs.

“Dr. Wang cannot be disturbed when he is brewing the decoction,” San Guzi said.

“Oh, sorry,” the man from Han’s family said.

“Yao, l’ll leave you here to brew the decoction,” Sang Guzi said after the people from Han’s family left.

“Dr. Sang, I have a question. Since Han Xing and his brothers live in Yunnan, why don’t they take their brother to the King Pharmacist?” Wang Yao curiously asked.

“That King Pharmacist is very ill-tempered. He does everything according to his mood. He will not see anyone when he is not in good mood. Han Xing and his brothers were unlucky that day. The King Pharmacist was not in good mood because his bird died, so they didn’t get a chance to see him,” Sang Guzi said.

“Seriously?” Wang Yao asked with surprise.

“He is an old man. When you get old, you’ll be as moody as a child. He’s like an old child,” Sang Guzi said. “Sometimes I didn’t want to see any patients when I was not in good mood. Anyway, I’m leaving now.”

“OK, see you later,” Wang Yao said. He then started to brew the decoctions.

The first decoction was to remove the toxins from the patient’s body. It contained ganoderma and detox grass.

The second decoction was to consolidate the patient’s fundamental health. It contained ginseng, angelica, and licorice. Wang Yao also added a frost grass leaf to offset the heat energy in the decoction. Ginseng, angelica, and licorice all had a warm nature. The patient was affected by a weird toxin that caused excessive heat energy in his body. Too many herbs with a warm nature would only make his condition worse. A frost grass leaf would offset the heat energy from the herbs and inside the patient’s body.

The third decoction was Muscle Revitalizing powder, which contained halloysitum rubrum, sulphate, licorice, fritillary, keel, everlasting grass, Lingshanji, and Guiyuan.

The treatment methods were similar to the one he used to treat Su Xiaoxue. Given her successful treatment, Wang Yao was confident he could cure Han Xing’s youngest brother.

The courtyard soon filled with the smell of herbs.

Although Wang Yao didn’t have his magical water and multifunctional pot, the weather in Yunnan was quite good. It was warm and clean, unlike in Beijing.

Wang Yao only brewed two decoctions in the afternoon.

“Dr. Wang!” Someone knocked at the door when it was close to evening.

“Come in please,” Wang Yao said. It was Han Zhiyu. He had come to pick him up for dinner.

“Dinner is ready. You can take a break now,” Han Zhiyu said.

“OK,” Wang Yao said.

He could brew the third decoction that night.

“Let me see your brother first,” Wang Yao said.

“OK,” Han Zhiyu said.

They went to see the youngest brother. Sang Guzi was also there. Wang Yao took out the first decoction.

“This one is to remove the toxins from his body,” Wang Yao said.

“Thank you,” Han Xing said.

“Don’t thank me now. This one costs $50,000,” Wang Yao said.

The decoction contained several pieces of ganoderma and three leaves of detox grass. It was simple but effective.

“OK!” Han Xing was a bit surprised but accepted the price. Of course, they were not happy with the price, hence they showed less respect to Wang Yao.

“He can take the decoction now,” Wang Yao said.

Han Zhiyu gave the decoction to his brother to take. Wang Yao stayed in the room for 30 minutes. He didn’t leave for dinner until he checked the patient’s pulse.

“Who is he?” Han Zhigao asked after Wang Yao had left.

“Someone recommended by Dr. Sang,” Han Zhiyu said.

“He’s so young. What decoction is it to cost $50,000? Even the decoctions from the King Pharmacist don’t cost that much. Do you think he’s a fraud?” Han Zhigao asked.

“No. He is recommended by Dr. Sang. He must be a good doctor,” Han Xing said.

The Han brothers prepared a banquet for Sang Guzi and Wang Yao in an old restaurant. They were very nice to Wang Yao and said many flattering things to him.

Wang Yao didn’t like having dinner with so many strangers.

Sang Guzi chatted with Wang Yao in the courtyard for a while after dinner.

“You don’t like having dinner with them?” Sang Guzi asked.

“No,” Wang Yao said.

“Me either, but sometimes I have to,” Sang Guzi said with a smile.

“They probably think I charge too much for my decoctions,” Wang Yao said.

“I’ve spoken to Han Xing about it,” Sang Guzi said.

He knew from when Wang Yao was treating Zhou Wuyi that the decoctions were expensive but worth every cent.

Han Xing and his brother were talking in the living room.

“Can that young doctor recommended by Dr. Sang help our brother?” Han Zhigao asked.

“That young doctor is highly regarded by Dr. Sang,” Han Xing said.

“His decoctions are so expensive,” Han Zhigao said.

“Dr. Sang mentioned that to me before he brought the young doctor here. He told me once that doctor charged $1 million for a decoction,” Han Xing said.

“As long as he can cure our brother, I’m happy to pay anything he asks for,” Han Zhiyu said.

“I agree,” Han Xing said.

Wang Yao started to brew the third decoction, Muscle Revitalizing powder, that night in the courtyard. Without a multifunctional pot, Wang Yao had to take extra caution to adjust the fire according to the change of color, taste, and density of the liquid in the pot. The interval of different herbs being added into the pot was also longer.

Finally, the decoction was successfully made. It was as sticky as honey and as green as jade.

Sang Guzi went to see the patient early in the morning.

“Hmm, his pulse is better,” Sang Guzi said.

“Great,” the Han brothers said.

“Dr. Wang is not here yet?” Sang Guzi asked.

“I’ve asked someone to pick him up. He should arrive soon,” Han Zhiyu said.

Wang Yao arrived shortly. He also checked the patient’s pulse.

“Continue to give him the decoction. I have another decoction here for him.” He took out the second decoction for improving fundamental health. “This one costs $20,000. Give him both decoctions to take.”

“OK,” Han Zhiyu said

He gave his brother both decoctions to take.

Wang Yao sat next to the bed for 30 minutes before checking the patient’s pulse again. He then waited for another 30 minutes to check the patient’s pulse. He repeated this for two hours.

“How is he?” Han Zhiyu asked.

“He’s getting better,” Wang Yao said.

“Great! Great!” Han Zhiyu was ecstatic.

“I want to ask you guys something,” Wang Yao said.

“OK, shall we talk outside?” Han Zhiyu suggested.

They left the patient’s room and went to the living room. Tea was immediately served.

“How did he get so sick?” Wang Yao asked.

After he had taken a close look at the patient, he was pretty sure the patient’s condition was similar to Su Xiaoxue’s. He had asked how Su Xiaoxue got poisoned, however, no one seemed to know.

“Well, we really don’t know,” Han Zhiyu said.

“Our youngest brother started to become sick after a business trip. Initially, he had a fever. Then, he started to vomit and have diarrhea. He then began losing weight,” Han Xing said. “We took him to the hospital. The doctors there did blood and urine test for him. All the results came back abnormal. My brother received treatment in the hospital, but he didn’t get any better. On the contrary, his condition declined.”

“We’ve also taken him to Beijing and Shanghai,” Han Zhiyu added. “But, nothing worked. Then, we took him to see the King Pharmacist. Unfortunately, the King Pharmacist was in sh*tty mood that day. We didn’t get to see him.”

“Fortunately, we know Dr. Sang, who recommended you,” Han Xing said.

“So, you don’t know how he got sick?” Wang Yao rubbed his forehead.

“What’s wrong?” Dr. Sang asked.

“The toxin in his body is external,” Wang Yao said.

“Well, I can ask him for details when he wakes up,” Han Xing said.

“OK,” Wang Yao said.

He declined Han Xing’s invitation to have dinner at his house. Instead, he and Sang Guzi went to an old restaurant in town. They ordered a few dishes and a pot of wine. The two of them chatted while eating.

“I’ve seen a person with a similar condition,” Wang Yao said.

“Really?” Sang Guzi asked with surprise.

“The girl I saw in Beijing had a similar condition to Han Xing’s brother,” Wang Yao said.

“The same type of poison?” Sang Guzi asked.

“Probably,” Wang Yao said.

One lived in Dali, and the other lived in Beijing. One was from the north, and the other was from south. They seemed to have nothing in common.

I need to ask Su Xiaoxue’s family when I visit Beijing next time.

“How is that girl now?” Sang Guzi asked.

“She is fully recovered,” Wang Yao said.

“Really?” Sang Guzi’s eyes lit up.

“But, please don’t mention this to the Han brothers,” Wang Yao said.

“OK, I see,” Sang Guzi said.

They talked about many things. After a while, Wang Yao noticed Sang Guzi was a bit tired. He presumed Sang Guzi took a nap every day.

“Hmm,” Wang Yao said. “I’m full now. How about you?”

“Me too,” Sang Guzi said.

“Shall we leave then?” Wang Yao suggested.

“OK,” Sang Guzi said.