Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 68's
“Dad, I'm back, dad can go home,” Wang Yao said as she walked into the cottage.
“This book is about what?” w.a.n.g Fenghua asked as he pointed at Huangting Jing.
“This book is about Taoism. It helps increase your inner peace,” said Wang Yao.
“I understand,” said Wang Fenghua. He closed the book and got up.
“Above cold hill. Make sure you have a thick cover at night, ” Wang Fenghua said before he left.
“Sure,” said Wang Yao.
“San Xian, you walk with my father home,” Wang Yao points his father to San Xian.
“No need, I'm fine,” said Wang Fenghua.
San Xian seemed to understand Wang Yao and was still running out of his dog house to follow Wang Fenghua.
San Xian returned 40 minutes later. Wang Yao called home to make sure her father arrived home safely.
The next day, Wang Yao doused his licorice root with high concentration ancient tears. He then climbed to the top of the hill and began to practice his breathing in the morning sun.
The wind was cold at the top of the hill.
Wang Yao could hear his consistent rhythm of breathing and felt traces of Qi moving like water flowing within his meridians. The sun rises high in the sky. At the same time, Wang Yao felt Qi surging within his body, then slowly returned to his stomach.
This was part of Wang Yao's morning routine. After he finished training, he went down the hill to water other plants with low concentrations of ancient springs. He has some herbs in the field now. Even though the ancient spring had risen, it was still not enough if he did not add ordinary water from the hill into it.
Zhang Xiuying came to the hill at around 10 a.m.
“Hai, Mom, why are you here?” asked Wang Yao.
“Tell me, how was your reunion party yesterday? Is there a girl? Have their contacts?” zhang Xiuying asked with a smile.
“Bu, we just got together to talk. Not many people. Most of the people who appeared had children,” Wang Yao said.
“What? Look you! Stay on the hill all the time. Will you wait until all the girls in the village get married?” zhang Xiuying said angrily.
“There's nothing like it, Mom, please sit down. Let me make you a cup of tea.” Wang Yao made a cup of black tea for his mother.
“I don't want your cup of tea. I want you to find a girlfriend!” zhang Xiuying.
“I'll try my best,” said Wang Yao.
“How? By staying on the hill all day and all night?”
“Alright mom, don't get mad. Can I ask you something?" said Wang Yao.
“What?” zhang Xiuying.
“I found the area where the sister I rented was not good. The unit is very old and the neighbors are not friendly. I am considering buying an apartment in the city,” Wang Yao said.
“You're right. But apartments in the city are very expensive. I heard even the unit where your sister rented cost 5,000 yuan per square meter. How can we buy an apartment in the city? And what about you if we spend all the money in your sister's apartment?” zhang Xiuying.
In the village, people still consider women to be inferior to men.
“Yeah, I can pay for an apartment for my sister. What say?" asked Wang Yao.
“You? How much money do you have?" zhang Xiuying asked in surprise.
“Send me. Just tell me will you agree or not?” said Wang Yao.
“I have to discuss with your father first,” said Zhang Xiuying.
“OK, talk to my father and don't tell my sister for now. I'm afraid he won't accept it, ” said Wang Yao.
“Oke.” Zhang Xiuying walked out of the cottage after drinking tea. But he stopped immediately.
“I know, Mom!” said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao returned to his room to read his books. He suddenly heard a strange noise outside the cottage when it was almost noon. San Xian also started barking.
What the hell's going on?
Wang Yao walked out of the hut and went towards the noise.
He saw an eagle lying on the floor. His fur was messy and his wings were covered in blood. Obviously, it's hurt.
San Xian was two meters away from the eagle that was staring carefully at San Xian.
“Away, San Xian!” yelled Wang Yao. San Xian immediately retreated, but was still staring at the eagle. For San Xian, the eagle was a dangerous beast.
“You are injured, we need to bandage your wounds,” Wang Yao said. He walked towards the eagle. The eagle opened its wings and suddenly became very alert.
“Well, you don't seem to want me to touch you. Nice." Wang Yao returned to the hut and left San Xian observing the eagle from afar.
The wounded eagle was looking around; he wanted to fly but could not.
Wang Yao walked out of the hut to check on the eagle, but it turned out that the eagle was still rejecting him. He asked San Xian to keep an eye on the eagle and not take any action before he left the hill during the day.
After lunch, Wang Yao brought meat just in case the eagle needed it. He hears orders from the system on his way to buy a cure for the trauma.
Please make your own trauma medicine.
Well, I can't buy medicine in the future? thought Wang Yao.
He eventually bought some bandages and returned to the hill.
Wang Yao left some minced meat on the small bowl and placed the bowl in front of the injured eagle. He also gave her water.
The eagle was too careful to touch his food.
Woof! The feed! The feed! San Xian started barking, as if he said to the eagle, “Eat! I don't even get good food like this!”
Wang Yao made a trauma potion in the afternoon. He did not need to brew it, just grind the herbs into powder. It was not a difficult process since Wang Yao had already prepared the herbs he needed in the field of herbs. All he needed to do was wait for the eagle to relax so he could apply a trauma potion into it.
San Xian was still staring at the eagle. The eagle moved its wings from time to time but with diminishing strength.
It was getting dark, cold, and windy outside.
Wang Yao looked at the eagle again after dinner. It was still shaking in the wind and not yet caught off guard. And it still did not touch the flesh that Wang Yao had given him.
“What a proud animal!” sigh Wang Yao.
Wang Yao returned to the hut to start reading the scriptures. He checked the eagle before he went to sleep and saw it becoming weaker but still had not eaten anything.
One night passed.
The next day, Wang Yao went to check on the eagle in the morning.
It was still there but it didn't seem to be able to hold on anymore. Luxury began to fade from his eyes.
“Eating meat,” Wang Yao pointing meat to the eagle, regardless of whether she could understand it or not.
Then he started doing exercises and working in the field of herbs.