Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 110: Giving and Receiving, Lasting Relationships

“It's okay, please help me lead the goat down the hill,” said the old man while getting off the motorcycle. His body swayed and he had to hold on to the wall to support it.

“Do not enter the house. Quick, let me take you to the hospital!” the young man quickly said, after recalling Wang Yao's words earlier.

“I'll go home and sit down. No need to go to the hospital!” exclaim the old man.

His son did not give any explanation and dragged the old man back onto the motorcycle and went straight to the hospital.

“Shut up here and graze on the grass, don't wander anywhere else,” Wang Yao sat by the roadside and muttered to the three goats.

Before long, a middle-aged woman rushed up the hill towards him.

“Halo Bu.”

“Hey, Yao, sorry to trouble you,” said the woman.

“It's okay. Where did the older man go? ” Wang Yao asked.

“His son took him to the hospital.”

“Ya, it is better to do the inspection to get peace of mind.”

“You're right.”

They chatted for a while and the woman brought the goat down the hill.

Wang Yao headed up the hill, stood on the herb field and looked into the distance, pondering.

For some unknown reason, the goat managed to break through the barrier and enter the herbal field. If not for San Xian, the medicinal herbs would have been destroyed. No one knows when something like this will happen again.

“I have to find a way to solve this.”

Nanshan Hill originally had no roads, especially in the area where Wang Yao was located. Some areas have narrow winding roads because they are often stepped on. People who bring goats to graze or passers-by sometimes use this path. This path was not too far away from Wang Yao's herb field; the only barriers between them were the forest and the newly planted trees.

True, in this area, the presence of people is very few and rare. In the first two years Wang Yao was on the hill, during the busy agricultural season, there were sometimes villagers who came to this place to ask for water to quench their thirst.

“At the most, I have to seal this road.”

After climbing the hill, Wang Yao took a walk and had a broad idea of a plan. A barrier should be installed, but should not be rushed. Compromise can be considered. Some things can be arranged first. After some time, if they prove to be a hindrance, they can be moved.

Wang Yao walked around again and chose a few locations, using stones as markers. At that moment, it was already dark outside.

He came home and saw his mother looking at him strangely.

“Just now, Chunrong came and brought some stuff as his thanks. What's up?”

“Chunrong?” Wang Yao was surprised. He soon realized who it was.

It was the young man from the previous day, the old man's unhealthy son on the hill.

“Thank you?”

“Yes, he said that luckily found in time, otherwise, it will be a disaster.”

“Oh, this afternoon, his father was on a hill with his goat. I was in the herbal field nearby and noticed that he looked unwell. So I took her pulse and diagnosed that her body did have a problem and I asked her to call her family. Was he sent to the hospital?”

“Ya, regional hospital.” While the mother and son were talking, someone walked into the courtyard after knocking on the door. That was the young man who was riding the motorcycle earlier. Looking at Wang Yao, he climbed forwards.

“Thank you very much, thank you!” he gave a huge thank you to Wang Yao.

“Does your father feel better?”

“He was hospitalized.”

“Enter into the house,” Wang Yao gestured the young man, who was not much older than herself, into the house. The name of this young man was Wang Chunrong and he was from the same generation as Wang Yao. They do not interact much, only occasionally exchanging greetings.

After sitting down, Chunrong gave his account. After going down the hill, he initially had no intention of sending his father to the hospital. However, after his father got off the motorcycle, his body was unstable and almost fell down. This greatly shocked Chunrong and he made the decision to drive her to the hospital in the city. They met an acquaintance in the city who drove the two of them directly to the area hospital where it was discovered that the old man had a blood clot. He is set to be hospitalized immediately to receive thrombolysis therapy.

According to the treating doctor, if it is too late, the chances of clearing the blood clot will be very small. Blood clotting treatments are time-sensitive; if a person delays the time of treatment, even if it is only an hour, it could result in paralysis. Currently, his father's symptoms were clearly visible; the left side of his arm and elbow were out of control and could only make small movements.

“I never knew that you had medical skills!” Wang Chunrong smiled.

Wang Yao smiled hearing that. “With strict treatment in the hospital and proper physiotherapy, with his hands and feet still movable, should not be a problem.”

“Yes, says that many doctors. I have to go to the hospital. I'll thank you properly next time!”

“No need,” Wang Yao refused, smiled.

He got up and told Wang Chunrong to leave. Returning home, she saw her mother beaming and humming a song. Dinner was so fancy.

“Eh, do we have any guests tonight?” back home, asked the puzzled Wang Fenghua, looking at the party on the table.

“No, this is for ourselves,” Zhang Xiuying smiled as he poured a drink for her.

“Really wasteful,” muttered Wang Fenghua.

“This is not for you, this is for my son.” Zhang Xiuying was very buoyant.

Okay. Wang Yao nodded and lowered his head at dinner. He knew why his mother was so happy. He doesn't talk much. After dinner, he chatted briefly with his parents and returned to Nanshan Hill.

“Not much. He detects that Wang Chunrong's father has a blood clot and gives him a reminder. This afternoon, Chunrong came here specifically to express his gratitude.”

“Do you save the gift?”

“I refused, but she insisted.”

Wang Fenghua was silent for a moment before commenting, “When the old man came out, remember to visit them.”

“Sure.”

Relationships are like that. Where there is give and take, a lasting relationship will be formed. Where there is only receiving and no giving, the relationship will fade.

In the morning of the next day, after Wang Yao's practice, he went down the hill. He told his family and went outside with the intention of visiting the nursery where he had bought the tree seedlings before. He wanted to buy some plants to plant on the hill.

“What? Spiny plants?” upon hearing Wang Yao's request, the man was stunned and asked another question to him. “And you bought from me last time, is everything safe?”

“Yes, they are all growing well,” Wang Yao replied with a smile.

“You want thorny plants, like cactus?”

“No, I plan on planting on the hill,” said Wang Yao.

“Plant on top of hill—jung or bush?”

“Probably check at first — is best if they are in a group.”

“Let me think.” The man stood on the spot and thought hard for some time.

“What about roses and rose bushes? When blooming, they look amazing.”

“Fresh flowers?” Wang Yao thought about it. A hill overgrown with fresh flowers— will attract attention from afar. His intention was to prevent people from approaching his herb fields and huts.

“No flowers. I don't want anything flashy.”

“I have purple leafy grape root type. It is an ordinary garden shrub and has soft spines.”

“What does it look like? May I have a look?” Wang Yao asked.

“Sure, come with me.” The man brought Wang Yao to the factory. It was bunches, the leaves were purple, with soft thorns and looked good.

“OK, I'll have this. I also want boxwood.”

“Sure, how much do you want? I'll send it to you.”

Wang Yao gave an estimate of the number and the man drove a pickup truck to deliver the saplings to the bottom of the hill. He told people to help bring them up the hill.

“What ...” When he saw the young tree that Wang Yao bought from him during the winter dancing in the wind and growing green leaves, he was stunned.

“This is not scientific!”

If this were in the greenhouse, he would not be so surprised, because the environment can be controlled, and special fertilizers can be added. In an open environment with exposure to cold temperatures, this is the biggest limitation for plant growth. However, this plant managed to grow despite this opportunity. It shocked his mind.

“How do you do it?” the man asked.

“I work diligently and meticulously,” replied Wang Yao.

“Only that?”

“Ya.”

“Impressive!” stunned for quite some time, the man spouted this word.

“I've said this before — if the saplings you bought last time survive, all other plants you bought from Me are free. It's money today, here it is!” With that said, he took out the deposit that Wang Yao had paid earlier from his pocket, intending to return it to him.

“No, don't do that.” Wang Yao noted that the man kept his promise and was willing to bear financial losses, therefore he did not take any profits. In the end, they agreed that he paid the lowest price for the saplings, covering the cost of the plant staples to a minimum.

“Growing as well as they did in winter — is truly magical!” The man continued to look back while walking down the hill. If he hadn't seen it himself, he would never have believed it. The fact that in this wilderness, one managed to grow so many plants in the winter and the fact that they could still survive and grow well was incredible.

“Bos, what does the youth grow on that hill?”

“Hubdomestic should. I recognize some.”

“Chinese Banquet...are they very profitable? I saw the car he was driving was so good!”

“I don't know. Wh why? Do you want to change professions?”

“Of course not, I just asked. Working with you is very good.”

Wang Yao waited for them to leave and started to get busy. The seedlings sent out need to be planted. Location is determined. Shoveling, planting, watering his last—, he watered them with ancient, diluted springs.