Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 201: Opening the Blood Vessels

Ever since Wang Yao obtained the system and befriended people of high social status, he had received many packs of cigarettes, bottles of good wine, and tea as gifts . He just loves tea. As for the cigarettes and wine, Wang Yao gave everything to his father.

“Yao, I want to ask you something,” Zhang Xiuying said as he tidied the table after dinner.

“What is it?” asked Wang Yao.

“Your uncle called me this afternoon. He wants you to see a patient,” Zhang Xiuying said.

“Which patient?” asked Wang Yao.

“One of the managers of his company, surnamed Yuan,” Zhang Xiuying replied.

“I don't want to see it,” said Wang Yao without hesitation.

“You forgot what happened to dad's youngest brother?” Wang Yao continued, “If the patient is a family member of my uncle's wife, I can go see him, but not the people of his company.”

Co-workers and strangers will never keep any secrets for you.

Wang Yao still remembered that his youngest uncle brought Zhang from his company to him. He doesn't want to experience the same thing again.

“It's okay,” Zhang Xiuying said. She was also worried that it could bring trouble for her son, so she decided to reject her brother.

Although Wang Fenghua did not say anything, he did not want his son to see the stranger. He was silent because he was in contact with his wife's brother.

By the time Wang Yao was ready to return to Nanshan Hill after dinner, Wang Mingbao had come to visit him. It was almost 8 p.m.

“Hey, why are you here?” Wang Yao made Wang Mingbao a pot of tea.

“I came to see my grandparents and will stay tonight,” Wang Mingbao said. Wang Mingbao had yet to sell his old house in the village. His grandparents sometimes went to his old house to tidy things up. Wang Mingbao went there once every week or two weeks.

“You don't look happy. What the hell is going on?” w.a.n.g Yao asked as Wang Mingbao looked slightly annoyed.

“Well, my father wants me to marry a girl,” Wang Mingbao said.

“Haha, that's a good thing!” Wang Yao laughed.

“Not good!” Wang Mingbao sipped his tea. “I've seen the girl. I don't like it.”

“Why don't you just refuse?” asked Wang Yao.

“She's the daughter of my father's old friend. It's hard for me to refuse.” Wang Mingbao took out two long pulls of his cigarette.

“Did your father ever mention it to you before?” asked Wang Yao.

“I think so,” said Wang Mingbao.

“I guess your father didn't make the decision to marry her until he became the mayor of the city,” Wang Yao said with a smile. “And the girl's father shouldn't be an ordinary person, right?”

“No, he's the head of several bureaus,” said Wang Mingbao.

Perfect match.

Wang Yao thought about that sentence.

“What does that girl think of you?” asked Wang Yao.

“He seems to like me,” Wang Mingbao said after thinking for a moment.

Wang Mingbao was very tall, strong, and masculine. Some girls really like guys like him. Moreover, Wang Mingbao came from a decent family and had his own business. Most normal girls would still be attracted to him.

“Simple, just make the girl dislike you,” Wang Yao said.

“How will I make him dislike Me?” Wang Mingbao's eyes twinkled.

“Don't say you need me to teach you how to make a girl dislike you. You should have more experience with girls than I do. In addition, marriage is a very serious thing; you can be with that person for the rest of your life. I think you should tell your father what you think,” Wang Yao suggested.

Making a matchup on the orders of a parent or the advice of a matchmaker is really out of date!

“OK, I just want to vent. Now I feel much better. Gotta go,” said Wang Mingbao.

“I also have to go. Must return to Nanshan hill,” Wang Yao said.

They both went together.

Before they parted, Wang Mingbao stopped and looked at Nanshan hill in the darkness.

“Are you really not afraid to walk back alone?” This was not the first time Wang Mingbao had asked this question.

“Why should I be afraid? I think the view of Nanshan hill in the darkness is very beautiful,” Wang Yao said.

“Cantics? Are you kidding me?” wang Mingbao said.

“See, the stars are high and far away.” Wang Yao pointed to the sky. “This hill is so calm and peaceful, and the wind is soft.” He then pointed to the hill. “Every part of the hill is beautiful; don't you think?”

“No!” w.a.n.g Mingbao said with a smile. He really did not understand why his best friend would consider Nanshan hill to be beautiful.

“Must go,” said Wang Yao.

“Be careful, see you!” wang Mingbao said.

He walked down the road that led to his old house. Wang Yao followed the path in the middle of the village and reached the south side of the village. Concrete gradually becomes mud and sand. As Wang Yao continued walking, the road started winding. He looked back to see his village again. The lights in the houses were still on, and he could still hear people talking in some nearby houses.

Wang Yao suddenly sped up; dust flew all around him.

The wind whispered into his ear.

Wang Yao walked very quickly on the winding road up the hill as if he was walking on flat ground. He could see things around him clearly in the darkness as if it was daytime.

His body was light, and he did not slow down while walking on the hill. Soon, he had arrived at his cottage.

San Xian had already heard his footsteps. He was waiting for Wang Yao outside the cottage.

“Hai, San Xian!” said Wang Yao.

He lights the lights in the cabin. Suddenly, there was a yellow light spot on the dark hill.

He began to read the scriptures aloud. His voice went far away with the wind on a quiet night.

The next morning was bright and bright.

Wang Yao had a simple breakfast after finishing his breathing exercises. Then, he started brewing the Blood Deblocking stew.

Wang Yao picked up a piece of polygonum vine, which was black as iron and extremely strong. He put it in the water. Polygonum vine will not become soft even though it is cooked for a long time.

The ancient spring boiled. Wang Yao was in no hurry. He added firewood to the fire from time to time and observed the fluid change.

As time went on, the polygonum vine finally began to change and become soft. The color also becomes lighter, as it slowly melts into the stew. The color of the decoction also changes to dark brown, like coffee.

Wang Yao added more firewood into the fire to keep the water boiling.

Polygonum trees are as strong as iron, so they are first put in water.

When the polygonum vine nearly melted into the stew, Wang Yao started adding another herb into the stew.

Ephedra, angelica, sealwort.Wang Yao added each herb into the decoction.

Ziyu had purple spots on his leaves, like purple rain. Guiyuan could glue the effects of all the herbs together in the decoction.

The stew eventually becomes fuchsia and has a unique smell.

It's finished!

Wang Yao took out a pot from the fire and poured it into a porcelain bottle after it cooled down.

I must ask Zhou Xiong and his son to come here this afternoon.

After Wang Yao tidied up the room, he called Zhou Xiong to ask him to bring Zhou Wukang to Nanshan hill in the afternoon.

As soon as Wang Yao returned to Nanshan Hill after lunch, Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang came to see him.

“Hello, Dr. Wang,” said Zhou Xiong.

“Halo, Uncle Wang,” says Zhou Wukang.

“Halo, please come in,” said Wang Yao.

After Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang stayed in the hut for a while, Wang Yao took out the Blood Freezer stew and poured it into a small cup.

“Drink,” said Wang Yao.

“Sure.” Zhou Wukang took a cup and drank the stew.

After he drank the stew, Wang Yao directly massaged him. He massaged his body first, focusing on the left side as his left arm was affected. He then massaged Zhou Wukang's left arm.

Zhou Wukang's left arm immediately turned red.

“How do you feel?” asked Wang Yao.

“I feel warm in my left arm, and something inside seems to move,” Zhou Wukang said.

“I understand.” Wang Yao continued massaging his left arm following the meridian line.

After a while, Wang Yao checked Zhou Wukang's pulse. Then, he continued massaging Zhou Wukang's arm. He repeated the process several times. Zhou Xiong stood beside his son watching him being treated with dismay, as Zhou Wukang sweated on his forehead and his left arm turned red. Zhou Xiong could do nothing to help his son. He continues to*******-**** his hand.

“Are you in pain?” asked Wang Yao.

“Slight.” Zhou Wukang nodded.

“Then let's take a break,” said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao stopped the massage.

Sometimes, the pain was a good thing because it showed that Zhou Wukang still had some feelings in his left arm. It's not completely dead.

After a few hours of treatment, the sun had already set.

“Completed! You can bring him back to rest. He may still feel pain in his left arm, but do not use painkillers, just apply an ice pack on his arm,” Wang Yao said.

Wang Yao did not give all the potions to Zhou Xiong and his son. He wanted to wait a few days to see if it worked.

“Thank you, Dr. Wang,” said Zhou Xiong.

“Thank you, Uncle Wang,” said Zhou Wukang.

Zhou Xiong and his son thanked Wang Yao sincerely.

“Bring him back in two days,” said Wang Yao.

“OK,” says Zhou Xiong.

Wang Yao documented the treatment session after Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang left.

“Kang, how do you feel?” Zhou Xiong was somewhat worried about his son after they left Nanshan hill.

“Dad, I feel warm on my left arm, and it looks like something is drilling in my arm,” Zhou Wukang said.

“Drilling?” ask Zhou Xiong.

“Ya,” says Zhou Wukang.

“Does it hurt?” ask Zhou Xiong.

“Slightly, but I can hold it,” said Zhou Wukang.

“Good son.” Zhou Xiong touched his son's head gently.

“I hope the treatment is successful,” Zhou Wukang said.

It will work, Zhou Xiong thought.

Wang Yao was looking at his herb fields through the window. The formula provided by the system contains three licorice roots. It would be surprising if the formula didn't work.

Suddenly, Wang Yao's phone started ringing. Wang Yao took out his phone and found Pan Jun's name there.