Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 172: The Flash and Shadow of the Sword Creating Jianghu

“It's late. I'm old, so I have to go back to rest. Maybe you should rest early too,” says Dr. Sang.

“Sure, see you,” said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao escorted Dr. Sang went to the door where Zhou Xiong's family had arranged for people to pick up Mr. Sang. They drove him to the car and left.

Zhou Xiong's family had also arranged accommodation for Wang Yao inside their home. Not because there is no other accommodation in the village. Zhou Xiong's family wanted Wang Yao to stay close to Zhou Ying's father who was still unconscious. They could immediately ask Wang Yao for help in case something happened to Zhou Ying's father.

“This is not the best accommodation in the village. Please be patient,” Zhou Xiong said.

“It's okay. I think the room is pretty good,” said Wang Yao.

The room is actually nice and comfortable. Although his room was not as luxurious as a hotel suite, it made Wang Yao feel at home.

“Good night break. Good night,” Zhou Xiong said.

“Goodnight,” said Wang Yao.

It was 3am when Wang Yao went to sleep, just a few hours before noon.

Dr. He was also brought back to rest. All the guests were already sleeping, but Zhou Xiong's family was not.

“I've spoken to Dr. When I drove him back. He said my father is temporarily out of danger,” said Zhou Ying, “but depending on Dr. Money to stabilize it.”

When Zhou Ying drove Wang Yao and Zhou Xiong from Lianshan to Cangzhou, he did not say much because he was not a talkative person. He also had doubts about Wang Yao being too young. Even if Wang Yao started studying medicine since childhood, he only had a maximum of 20 years of experience. What could such a young doctor do for his father? He did not expect Wang Yao to become an expert in medicine. She's surprised.

Although Wang Yao did not revive the dead, what he did was almost like stealing life from a Grim Reaper. Even Dr. Even the famous cannot reach it.

“We all need to rest now. Everyone has been very tired these past few days,” Zhou Xiong's father said.

“I want to stay with Dad longer,” Zhou Ying said. “My brother will be here soon. I'll sleep when he gets here.”

“OK, we will rest for a while, let us know if you need us,” Zhou Xiong's father said.

Zhou Xiong's family had just lived next to Zhou Ying's family; their distance was less than 100 meters. If anything happened, Zhou Ying could only shout, and Zhou Xiong and his father would hear him.

…

The next day, the sun rises from the east and shines on the earth. The entire village could be clearly seen in the sunlight.

Most of the houses near Zhou Ying's residence were modern buildings with a backyard or front. Some houses have two floors. Looking a little further to the northwest of the village, there are some old houses that look quite antique.

Although Wang Yao had been on the road for nearly six hours and slept for only three hours, he did not feel too tired. He was much fitter than most people, so it was nothing to him.

When Wang Yao entered the room, he did not see Zhou Xiong and his father, nor did he see Zhou Ying. Instead, he saw a young woman in her 20s who was standing by the bedside and looking at Zhou Ying's father. Wang Yao could not see the young lady's face; he could only tell that the woman was thin and tall.

The young lady turned around as soon as she heard someone enter the room.

Wang Yao's eyes twinkled.

The young lady was extremely beautiful, although her facial features were not particularly impressive separately. He's pretty good looking overall. And the longer Wang Yao looked at her, the more beautiful she thought she was. He also had a kind of heroic spirit on him.

“Halo, You ..” The young lady was surprised to see Wang Yao.

“Halo, my name is Wang Yao,” said Wang Yao.

“Wang Yao?” The young lady looked confused. His sister didn't tell him what happened last night. He only knew his father was getting better and he thought it was because of Dr. Sang. He had no idea that his two brothers traveled thousands of miles away last night to invite an extraordinary doctor to save their father's life.

Zhou Ying deliberately kept it a secret because he had promised Wang Yao that he would not tell anyone about Wang Yao. He didn't even tell his sister. Fortunately, Zhou Ying entered after hearing their voices. Zhou Ying introduced Wang Yao to his sister but did not mention that Wang Yao was a doctor.

“Halo, my name is Zhou Qingyu,” Zhou Qingyu said.

Zhou Ying has a beautiful sister, Wang Yao thought.

Zhou Ying knew why Wang Yao had come to see his father, so he used an excuse to ask his sister to leave the room.

“Let me see your father.” Wang Yao pointed at the patient lying on the bed.

“Please,” said Zhou Ying who gave way to Wang Yao.

Wang Yao sat down then began to check on Zhou Ying's father's pulse.

According to the pulse, Zhou Ying's father was better than when he had just taken the Extension Pill. Life extension pills should apply to him continuously.

“He's better than last night. He should be stable at the moment,” Wang Yao said after standing up.

“Good, thank you!” Zhou Ying was relieved.

When Wang Yao was talking to Zhou Ying, Dr. Sang in.

“Good morning, You are early in the morning,” said Dr. Sang.

“Good morning, Dr. Sang,” said Zhou Ying immediately.

“Good morning,” said Dr. Sang while smiling.

“Did you see Mr Zhou?” ask Dr. Sang.

“Yes, he is better than last night,” said Wang Yao.

“Good,” says Dr. Sang.

“Can you also see it?” asked Wang Yao.

“Oke.” The Guzi did not refuse. He sat down immediately. After checking Zhou's pulse, he also checked his eyes and tongue.

Wang Yao had used a number of precious wild herbs and rare licorice roots. If such a combination was not extraordinary, Wang Yao would make the system fail.

After confirming that Zhou Ying's father was fine, Zhou Ying's family invited Wang Yao to have breakfast with them. Wang Yao wanted to go out after breakfast. He asked Zhou Xiong to accompany him.

The village is located between two hills. The east side is lower than the west side. Walking towards the northwest, Wang Yao looked at a group of ancient buildings that looked like the hall of the ancestral family.

“This is the ancestral hall of Zhou Village,” Zhou Xiong said.

Wang Yao now knew the name of the village was Zhou. Nine out of ten families in the village have Zhou as their surname. The village has a history of several hundred years. It was in the Qing Dynasty.

As they passed through several places in the village, they found a vast open space in the village covered by trees. Looks like someone is practicing Kung Fu there.

“Kung Fu is very popular in Zhou Village. There were several Kung Fu masters in our village during the late Qing Dynasty and the period of the Republic of China,” Zhou Xiong explained to Wang Yao as he walked.

“Do you mind if I ask how your uncle became so sick?” asked Wang Yao. He actually wanted to ask Zhou Xiong last night because the illness was very unusual for an old man in his 70s. He considered that the cause must be external.

“He was stuck during the Kung Fu contest,” Zhou Xiong said.

“Kung Fu Contests? Stuck?!” Wang Yao was surprised.

He was surprised that such a thing could happen in this modern age.

“Did that surprise you?” Zhou Xiong could guess what Wang Yao was thinking.

“Ya,” Wang Yao acknowledged.

“Smartial arts and jianghu are still there until now,” Zhou Xiong said.

Wang Yao thinks phrases like “martial arts,” “Kung Fu,” and “jianghu” only exist in ancient Chinese movies and novels. He didn't think they could exist in real life either.

“Isn't that amazing?” wang Yao said after being silent for a moment.

“What's amazing?” ask Zhou Xiong.

“Smartial arts and jianghu,” said Wang Yao.

“Haha,” Zhou Xiong laughs.

“They have nothing to do with being awesome. On the contrary, martial arts and jianghu often involve a lot of blood,” Zhou Xiong said.

“Can you tell me about it?” asked Wang Yao.

“Of course,” said Zhou Xiong.

Zhou Xiong explained to Wang Yao a completely different form of modern jianghu than Wang Yao had imagined.

Modern martial arts and jianghu were very different from what Wang Yao had imagined. They exist in a different world, outside the rule of law. There were flashes and shadows of swords, and love and hatred in that world. The martial arts masters were hiding within the busy cities. That indecent martial arts practitioner could do something really bad like hiding weapons and dangerous agents produced by various parasites.

Ordinary people would not have access to such things. In fact, where there is jianghu, there is love and hatred, murder and death. What happened to Zhou Ying's father was not a strange thing in their world. It was only covered up with a certain method.

“Malpractice of martial arts is prohibited. Government still allows jianghu existence?” asked Wang Yao.

“I think so. But all martial arts practitioners are under the supervision of relevant government departments,” Zhou Xiong said. “Practicing martial arts not only makes people fitter but also improves one's ability to fight bad guys. Without fighting and fighting, how could martial arts practitioners possibly improve their skills?” Zhou Xiong suddenly turned into a different person when talking about martial arts. He has a special aura.

“Master Kung Fu—how good are they?” asked Wang Yao.

“How good? Are you talking about Kung Fu skills? said Zhou Xiong. He could sense that the young man in front of him seemed to be very interested in Kung Fu.

“Yes, can they split stone monuments, stand on duck grass, walk on water, or turn iron into mud?” asked Wang Yao.

“I believe the Kung Fu masters can open the stone monuments. As for standing on duck grass, walking on water, and turning iron into mud, I'm not sure because I've never seen anyone do that before. But there are many Kung Fu masters and my experience is limited. Maybe some masters can reach that level,” Zhou Xiong said.

While they were talking, they arrived at the ancestral hall which was the oldest building in the village and the heritage of the village. It has witnessed hundreds of years of village history.

The ancestral hall has the architectural style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Overall, it looks quite simple and concise with the final details on the beams and rafters. Beams are carved, and rafters are painted. That looks amazing.

“Outstanding!” said Wang Yao.

It was surprising to see such a beautiful building in such a small village.

“Thank you,” said Zhou Xiong.

Zhou Xiong was honored to hear Wang Yao's praise for his village.

After they arrived at Zhou Ying's house after touring the village, they saw something amazing. Zhou Ying's father, who had been lying on the bed woke up and regained consciousness. Zhou Ying and his family members looked at Wang Yao like strangers. They were shocked, full of admiration, at the same time confused.

“Good work!” said Dr. Sang while smiling.

“I'm flattered,” said Wang Yao.

The Elongation Pill is incredible, Wang Yao thought.

Treatment will continue after Zhou wakes up. Wang Yao would not do it alone. Instead, she discussed the treatment plan with Dr. Sang, and finally, they reached an agreement on how to care for Zhou. They would finish the poison in Mr. Zhou's body first, then start repairing the damaged meridians and internal organs. They'll leave a broken bone for last.