Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 180: Guests from the North, A South Journey Through the Mountains
“Hmmm, the salary of my second aunt and her husband is not enough to spend in Beijing,” Wang Yao said.
This was not the first time she had heard about her second aunt's family from her mother. Their families make about 10,000 yuan each month. Such income could be managed in a small area like Liangshan County, but in Beijing, it was not enough. Luckily they already have a home. Otherwise, the rental of accommodation will cost them all their money.
“I've told your second aunt before, living in Beijing is too tiring. Fast paced lifestyle, bad air—much better move here to Haiqu City. Just by selling the 70 square meter house he owned there, he could buy a seaside villa in Haiqu City!” Zhang Xiuying said.
“Hmm, there will probably be an excess of money as well,” Wang Yao interjected.
“But Mom, did you think about this; Beijing's health, education and public facilities far outstrip ours. Just talking about the national exam, the entrance path is more relaxed than us by dozens of points. My younger cousin, now living in Beijing, has also started high school, hasn't he?”
“Ya, You have a point.”
“Alright, don't think too much. Later, help me call your second aunt. Ask when they will arrive at the station so I can pick them up.”
“Sure.”
After dinner, Wang Yao once again massaged his parents to relax their bodies. However this time, he used a bit of essential Qi.
“Yao, why are your hands so warm?” During the massage, her mother asked curiously.
“What is it? Maybe because of all that friction?”
After finishing the massage, he returned to Nanshan Hill. On his way up the mountain, he received a call from Tong Wei. He hasn't called her for days.
“Are you still at the top of the hill?” A pleasant female voice came from the other side of the phone.
“No, but I am on my way up the hill now,” replied Wang Yao.
“Are you not bored of always being on a hill? What's been keeping you busy lately so you can't call me?” Across the phone, Tong Wei pouted her lips in a coquettish style.
“I went to Cangzhou a few days ago.”
“What are you going to Cangzhou for?”
In an office on the island, Tong Wei was talking on the phone with Wang Yao. She was lying on the bed in a Chinese dress in a graceful posture that was rarely seen.
“Help to see some patients.”
“What disease?” Tong Wei asked curiously.
“Word disease.”
“Tell me, why not?” Again, act coquettishly.
There are many effective ways for women to deal with men, such as crying and acting cute. Especially when beautiful women use this technique, it will be very effective, and almost no man can resist it.
Wang Yao was still a man, and even though he had some special abilities, Tong Wei was a beautiful, extremely beautiful person. Therefore, he began to recount his entire experience in Cangzhou. Of course, he omitted the part where he fought two assassins.
“I never realized that your medical skills are that great?!”
“Average,” Wang Yao said with a smile.
“You really learned from whom?”
“I learned it from heaven,” is Wang Yao's answer.
After not speaking for a few days, not only were they not tenuous, they were actually getting closer. The atmosphere of their conversation became more like that of a pair of lovers.
“Are you coming back on May 1st?”
“I will. Will you come pick me up?” Tong Wei replied.
“Give me an estimated time then.” Wang Yao thought for a moment after hearing that because he also had to go to Huaicheng. It was promised to his mother first.
…
Miles away in Beijing, in a room, behind a curtain of gauze, amid a strange scent.
There sat a seventy-year-old man in front of a sick bed, making the diagnosis of a patient wrapped in bandages.
The old man sighed before straightening his body.
“What's up, Mr Chen?” a young man sitting beside her asked.
“Sorry,” Chen said as he shook his head.
With such a strange disease, which had already entered Gaohuang's acupoints, if not for his family's support and on his own strong will, that patient would have long since left the world. Perhaps bequeathing might even be a form of release for him.
She really wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
Why is! Why do I have to suffer from this disease? Why should I endure this pain? I could have dressed in beautiful clothes and traveled the world; I could have had a sweet romance, and found someone I liked, married her and gave her a child. I can accompany my parents, talk and laugh and be happy.
Why…?
“Dad, just now, Mr. Chen came to see her. Xiaoxue, dia..”.
After hearing this, the relatively strong old man seemed to have aged for decades. He sat quietly for a while, then slowly got up.
“Follow Me for a minute.”
“Dad, no use.”
“How do we know if we don't try?” said the old man.
…
In the average-sized courtyard filled with flowers and plants and a small plot of vegetables on one of the walls, sat an old man in a rattan chair. He was reading the newspaper with glasses on his face.
“Olders, two elders from the Su family have come.”
“They're here again. Let them come!” The elder sighed again.
He looked at the father-son couple who had just entered.
The elder's hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly.
“I'll call Si Rou.”
“Oke.”
The father-son couple said goodbye and went through the door. Then, they met a young man who had a bright smile plastered on his face.
“Grandfather Su, Uncle Su, I've found the person you're looking for.”
…
On Nanshan Hill, dust flew.
There was a figure in the middle of lush trees and red flowers pacing back and forth. His hands wave, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. This was from some of the inspiration that Wang Yao had gotten after reading the martial arts book that Zhou Xiong had brought. He started training in the woods.
After one turn, his blood was pumped, and his body was energized.
“This boxing art is really deep.”
Inside the book was mostly knowledge that contained bare-handed martial arts. Of course, there are also some broad explanations and guidelines. This type of ancient book, when read, helps people understand better and get closer to enlightenment.
…
On the road connecting Haiqu City and Lianshan County, there were three people in the speeding car.
“Lianshan County, Song Bo District, Wang Family Village, Nanshan Hill.” The one speaking was a middle-aged man with a serious expression on his face.
“Task is simple—invite this person to Beijing.”
“Didn't Doctor Gu come earlier?”
“It's not the same. Last time, he didn't even see his patient.”
“Hmm?”
“Because miss from the Guo family did not even bring him in.”
“See, Song Bo District is in front.”
The car enters the district, then enters a small driveway that turns north. Immediately, he turned again, this time towards the east. Road conditions also began to change from asphalt roads to village dirt roads. The road also began to narrow into a single lane, even to overtake was difficult.
“Is this the right way?”
“Yes, the village is in front of the mountain gorge.”
The car drove on a bumpy road for several miles. Then, a village appeared in front, divided in two by a river.
“To south.”
The car drove to the village.
“Hey, what is this car? It looks pretty stylish! ” saw a shiny black car, villagers praised.
“Looks Jaguar, huh?”
The car continued to drive south until it reached the southern end of the village.
“Elder, can I know something from you?” a middle-aged man got out of the car and asked an old man to pull a cow.
“What is it?”
“Is there anyone named Wang Yao in this village?” the middle-aged man asked as he offered the old man a cigarette.
“Yes, he is on top of that hill,” replied the old man with a smile as he received his cigarette. “What are you looking for him?”
“I have something I need to bother him, thank you.”
“No problem.”
“Top of hill.” Another man, about thirty years old, got out of the car. His stature was somewhat average, and his body could be described as somewhat thin. However, his gaze was sharp and piercing, like a sword.
“This is a mountain village, not Beijing. Hold your aura,” the middle-aged man orders.
“Ya.”
In a short moment, the sharp gaze of the man disappeared, as if his blade had been returned to its sheath.
“Follow my instructions later.”
“Ya.”
The two men walked along a steep hillside road, crossing one rocky outcrop. Then, Nanshan Hill appeared before their eyes, covered in lush greenery. Amidst the vegetation, one could vaguely see the shape of a small hut.
“Away there.”
The two men climbed the hill.
Goddamn bum! The bark! The dog in front of the hut started barking.
“What's up, San Xian?” Wang Yao, who was reading the martial arts book in the cottage turned around and looked up. He stored the book in the system storage and walked out of the cottage.