
“I'll tell you tomorrow. Please help me take care of all the problems caused by this if I decide to go to Beijing. If I decide not to leave, please do not return to Me for this,” Wang Yao said.
“Oke, I promise!” guo Sirou.
Guo Sirou then left.
Beijing!
Wang Yao looked through the window while lying on the sofa. The sun had set, and the leaves were swaying in the wind. San Xian was sitting inside his dog house, and Da Xia was standing on a tree.
On the hill was very quiet.
Wang Yao returned home after dark and found his sister was also at home.
“Hai Kak, today is not a Sunday or holiday. What brings you back?” asked Wang Yao.
“I'm here for you!” wang Ru said furiously.
“I? Why is it related to me?” asked Wang Yao.
“The person you want to see the patient asks one of the vice mayors to be his sponsor. People from work I saw him and the deputy mayor the other day and told almost everyone at my workplace. They all thought I had something to do with that vice major. Some people even say I am his girlfriend! Whose mistress?!” wang Ru said furiously.
Wang Yao was shocked to hear his sister's complaint. He had not expected to bring so much trouble to his sister. He was the one who really made people talk behind his sister's back.
“I decided to take a two-day leave so I don't hear all the gossip,” said Wang Ru.
“Well, brother, you didn't do anything wrong. I think the longer you hide from this, the more they will talk about you,” Wang Yao said.
People would gossip, and there was nothing Wang Yao could do to stop them. But, he could do something to prevent further damage to his sister's reputation.
“By the way, what's the name of that vice mayor?” asked Wang Yao.
“I don't know,” said Wang Ru ferociously.
“Yao, where are Chen Boyuan and Xia Su?” from ask Zhang Xiuying.
“Beijing,” replied Wang Yao.
“Beijing?” wang Ru said in surprise. “People from Beijing will come all the way here to ask you to treat some patients?”
“Haha, I don't know why, maybe because your brother has some unique medical skills,” Wang Yao said.
“Beijing is very far from here,” said Zhang Ziuying.
He had been thinking of Chen Boyuan and Xia Su since their visit a few days ago. As Wang Ru mentioned it, she was even more worried. Clearly, those two people were strong enough to have the vice mayor as a guarantor. It was beyond his imagination because his family was ordinary.
“Bu, you don't have to worry about that.” Wang Yao knew that his mother was worried. “Those people will be leaving soon, and they will not bother us anymore,” added Wang Yao.
“Are they strong people from Beijing?” asked Wang Ru.
“I guess so,” replied Wang Yao.
“How do they know about you?” wang Ru asked seriously. He was also worried about his brother.
“I guess they just heard about me from someone,” replied Wang Yao.
“Come dinner first. We can talk about it later,” said Wang Fenghua who ended the topic.
Wang Yao did not return to Nanshan hill after dinner because his father asked him to stay. Wang Yao sat down with his family and watched TV, ate fruit and sunflower seeds, and spoke for a while.
“Yao, who do they want you to see?” asked Wang Fenghua.
“It should be a young girl,” replied Wang Yao.
“Is she pretty? Well, what about you and Tong Wei? Will he be back here during Labor Day weekend?” Wang Ru's eyes became bright.
“Really! Labor Day is near. You must take Tong Wei from Dao City. I think that girl is very nice. How was your relationship with him recently?” As soon as someone mentioned Tong Wei, Zhang Xiuying was very excited.
Wang Ru and Zhang Xiuying managed to make the entire family forget the people from Beijing for a while.
Cough! Cough! Wang Fenghua coughed twice.
“Sorry to interrupt, Father,” said Wang Ru.
“Is the girl seriously ill?” asked Wang Fenghua.
“Yes, they say he can only live about seven more days,” Wang Yao said.
“What? Only seven days!?” zhang Xiuying said in shock.
“Which doctor can be so accurate about how long he can last?!” Wang Ru sounded doubtful.
“We are talking about doctors in Beijing. It is not uncommon for prestigious families to get to know the divine Traditional Chinese Medical Practitioner. Some practitioners have higher medical skills than you can imagine,” Wang Yao said. Wang Yao thought of the Sang Guzi he had met in Cangzhou. Cang Guzi was one of those practitioners. He was not only an outstanding physician but also a noble one. He is a role model for medical practitioners.
“Can you cure it?” asked Wang Fenghua.
“I'm not sure. I have to meet him directly to make an accurate diagnosis, ” Wang Yao said. He only realized that his father seemed to care deeply about this matter which shocked and confused Wang Yao.
“Daddy, what's up today? Why are you so interested in this? ” ask Wang Yao.
“Nothing. I just think that human life should be worth more than anything,” Wang Fenghua said.
“You are right, but your son is not a god of mercy who should save everyone,” Wang Yao said.
“I understand,” said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao left the house around 9pm and returned to Nanshan Hill.
Should I go to Beijing? thought Wang Yao on his way to Nanshan hill.
In Beijing, which is thousands of miles from Lianshan, it is one of the busiest cities in the eastern hemisphere. The nightlife in Beijing is even more colorful than what happens during the day.
…
Somewhere in Beijing is a quiet house.
Some people were sitting around the bed.
“How is he?” one of those people asked.
“I tried using acupuncture to save her, but to no avail. If no one can find a solution in three days, not even God can save him!” said a doctor.
“Three days?” said a graceful middle-aged woman whose body was trembling. He almost fell to the ground.
“Mother!” a handsome and strong young man standing beside him held onto him.
“Have you heard from Boyuan?” said the middle-aged woman.
“Not yet. Boyuan has seen a doctor. But he still doesn't want to come here. Miss Guo also went to see a doctor,” the young man said.
“Well, tell Boyuan, don't force him to do anything against his will!” said the middle-aged woman.
“What? Why?” ask the young man.
“This is his destiny!” said an old man in his 70s. “It's destiny Xue!”
“Grandfather, I don't believe in destiny. I can immediately go to Southern Xinjiang to invite that person here!” said the young man.
The old man shook his head without a sound.
“The person himself is very sick; how could he come here?” said the middle-aged woman.
“Who speaks next to me?” ask a girl who is lying on the bed. “I can see bright light. What is it?” said the girl again.
The sound asleep girl seemed to see a bright light and many people, including her grandfather, father, mother, and brother. All of his family members looked sad. They talk and cry.
“Why are you so sad? Is it because of me?” muttered the girl.
Am I going to die?
He had thought about death many times and had also deceived death many times. It seems like he won't be able to hold on this time.
“San Xian, do you think I should go to Beijing?” wang Yao muttered.
He was sitting outside his cottage and looking up at the sky. San Xian lay down beside him.
He did not want to go to Beijing because he was afraid that his current lifestyle would be disrupted. But it seemed like the more he was afraid of going to Beijing, the more likely he was to leave.
Wang Yao stared at the sky until 10 p.m.; then he returned to his cottage.
That night he had a strange dream. She dreamed about a girl wearing a colorful dress and riding a white cloud. She could not see her face, but when she woke up and thought about it, she believed the girl she dreamed of must have been very beautiful. A goddess from heaven must be very beautiful.
The sunlight dimmed the next morning.
Someone is practicing Tai Chi on the top of Nanshan hill. The wind passed as he moved.
…
It's windy on Haiqu beach; the tide's coming. A beautiful young woman was standing on the beach and looking out at the sea.
“Have you heard from him, Miss?” ask friend.
“I'm waiting for her phone,” said the young woman.
“Why does he dislike Beijing so much?” ask friend.
“I would do the same if I were him.” The young woman ruffled her hair as the wind blew.
He continued, “Rural life is very pleasant. You can keep quiet and do whatever you want. Think about it, if he went to Beijing and cured Xue, everyone in the medical and pharmaceutical industries would know him. The Xue family had invited so many specialists from China and abroad. None of those people could cure Xue. One had to have extraordinary medical skills to be able to cure Xue. Every one of us can get sick because of what we eat and what we do. It would be great to have a high social status, money, and health at the same time!”
“You can't have everything,” said his friend.
“So, it is not easy to find a good doctor. Once people learned of his outstanding medical skills, he would no longer have a peaceful life. I'm afraid some people will try their best to hold him in Beijing! ” said the young lady.
“I don't think we're strong enough to get rid of all the potential problems posed to him easily,” said his friend.