Together With the System to Become a Pharmacist at Once a Doctor
Chapter 88's
“Why are you barking so hard? I thought you saw a thief! ” Laugh Wang Yao. He patted San Xian on the head and said to him. “Do you thank Da Xia?”
Woof! The feed! The feed! San Xian pointed at the bloody rabbit meat with his claws and then looked at Wang Yao.
“What do you mean?” w.a.n.g Yao asked, who was confused. “Oh, I see, you don't know how to eat it right? I've given you too much canned food, so you forgot that you can actually eat meat.”
Woof! San Xian barked in a deep and low voice and looked at Wang Yao in a strange way, as if he said, “Are you stupid? Since when do I eat raw meat?”
In the end, San Xian did not eat raw rabbit meat. Wang Yao cooked the meat and placed it on the plate for San Xian. San Xian barked at Da Xia to show that Da Xia could eat with him before eating his meat. He looks like a generous dog.
The eagle flew down from the tree and landed next to San Xian. It stared at the cooked rabbit meat and hesitated whether to eat it or not. San Xian pushed the plate in front of the eagle and asked him to eat first.
“Wah, San Xian! Good for you!” said Wang Yao.
This dog is getting smarter, maybe one day he can even read my mind! thought Wang Yao.
Wang Yao came home in the afternoon and found his mother in a good mood. She sings while cooking.
“Hi, Mom, what makes you so happy?” asked Wang Yao.
“Uncle Fengshou just stopped by,” Zhang Xiuying said
“What does he want?” asked Wang Yao.
“He just came here to thank you for the herbal recipe you prescribed for his wife. It stops after one dose!” zhang Xiuying said with a smile.
“Good! I think there's something else that makes you so happy!” said Wang Yao.
“I'm glad to have such a capable son!” zhang Xiuying said happily.
Wang Yao was touched. She almost cried. Parents are easily satisfied. Most parents just want their children to be happy and safe. They work hard to make their children's lives easier. Even small achievements and improvements and one kind word from their children will make them happy.
“Bu, let me help you cook dinner,” Wang Yao said as she rubbed her nose.
“I'm almost done, you just wait in the dining room. Inside warmer,” said Zhang Xiuying.
Wang Fenghua seemed to be in a good mood as well. He drank one more glass of wine than usual at dinner.
When Wang Yao accidentally opened the system control panel to check on his mission, he discovered some changes in his progress. His score changed to 5/10, which meant two more people recognized his ability. The two people were supposed to be Wang Fengshou and his wife.
Wang Yao needed recognition from his family and patients.
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The next morning was not very bright.
Mission part three (herbal garden): successfully grow more than one hundred types of herbs including a minimum of seven different licorice roots, which can contain licorice roots grown for parts one and two.
Gifts: Magic Potion Catalog Volume 2, one herbal formula; one herbal seed pack, and one skill point.
Mission complete! word system.
Wang Yao was very happy to hear that.
It had actually been days since Wang Yao had planted the licorice root, but he had not heard anything from the system. After observing the herb fields for some time, he knew that his herb fields did not have enough strength to hold too many licorice roots. Although the licorice root he planted later could still grow, it would grow at a very slow pace. Nothing came out of the ground even with a spring slightly older than usual.
So, Wang Yao was a little relieved to hear from the system, and was aware of the matter of his herb field.
He needs to check it out.
The Magic Potion Catalog Volume 2 documented some licorice roots that Wang Yao had never heard of. There are 108 licorice roots documented in the Magic Potions Catalog Volumes 1 and 2. Wang Yao only planted ten in his field. The different qualities of licorice root are also different. Some are of high quality, some are of medium quality, and some are of low quality. Most of the licorice roots that Wang Yao planted were of low quality.
The details of the classification of licorice root are briefly mentioned in the Magic Potion Catalog Volume 1, but are thoroughly described in the table in volume 2.
Wang Yao read it for a while before putting it in the storage box.
The 23rd of the lunar month is the time to offer sacrifices to the kitchen god, also called the Eastern Chef. It was the last festival before the Lunar New Year, so every family in the village took it seriously. The kitchen god is the master of the household. He is responsible for food, which is the most important thing for humans. Each family offered sacrifices to the kitchen god to wish their loved ones the best in the coming new year.
On the 23rd of the lunar month, Wang Yao brought her sister home from the city. Wang Ru fell silent on the way home. He's not like himself and he looks unhealthy.
“What happened to you brother? Not feeling well?” asked Wang Yao.
“Yes, I had dinner with my colleagues yesterday. I thought I was food poisoning,” Wang Ru said.
“Have you taken your medicine?” asked Wang Yao.
“Yes, but my stomach still hurts,” said Wang Ru.
“I'll give you some potions when we get home,” Wang Yao said.
After they arrived home, Wang Yao felt his sister's pulse and discovered that it wasn't serious food poisoning. His sister had just gone to a restaurant with poor hygiene. He only needed some herbs to calm his stomach.
“You are like a doctor now!” said Wang Ru. He drank warm water and felt much better. The warm water seemed to help him regain his energy and he began to talk a lot again. Wang Ru thought the way her brother checked her pulse was like a true Chinese Medical Practitioner. She didn't think anyone could tell that her brother was actually not a qualified doctor.
“Who did you learn it from? From a non-existent old Chinese Medical Practitioner?” the Canda Wang Ru.
“Alright, I have to go to the hill now,” Wang Yao immediately changed the subject and left her home.
On his way up the hill, Wang Yao thought of what potion could work for his sister's condition. It did not take long for him to find an herbal formula, which could use herbs in the field of herbs.
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Winter nights are always longer.
The lights lit up in Wang Yao's hut on Nanshan hill. Sparks of fire gushed out, ancient springs boiled over, and the hut was filled with the scent of spices. Wang Yao was brewing a stew.
Crack down! Pop! The pitter-patter! Wang Yao could hear the sound of firecrackers.
People started celebrating the Little New Year and saw the kitchen god into the sky. They will welcome the kitchen god back on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
It's finished!
Wang Yao knew the decoction was ready when he saw the change in the multifunctional pot for herbs. He poured the stew into a white porcelain bottle, cleaned himself up and went home.