Elixir Supplier Chapter 334 Where Was Your Direction, Mr. Tumor

With that, they all got into the car and left.

“Hey, you know, I think that young doctor is quite good,” said the elderly woman who saw Wang Yao first.

“My head feels so much better after the massage,” said the woman.

Among all those patients, she had the most noticeable change because of her condition. Wang Yao’s treatment made her feel better right away.

“See? I was telling you guys the truth,” said Mr. He.

Those patients were from the neighbourhood villagers. They all knew one another. They happened to talk about Wang Yao during a meetup. The old man whose surname was He had been to Lianshan and saw Wang Yao in Renhe Clinic. Wang Yao prescribed him a formula, which worked really well. His headache went away. Therefore, he recommended Wang Yao to his fellow villagers, who decided to all go to see Wang Yao together. They arranged a time and rented a car to go to see Wang Yao together.

“Li, what are you thinking?” said Mr. He.

“Well, Dr. Wang didn’t say what illness I have. He just asked me to get checked out at the hospital. I’m a bit worried,” said Mr. Li. He had been worried since he got into the car. He kept thinking about what Wang Yao said to him.

“Then you should go to the hospital,” said Mr. He.

“I agree, you are just not as healthy as you used to be,” said the elderly woman.

After talking to his friends, this old man thought he should go to the hospital. He decided to go in the afternoon.

Tumor!

Wang Yao wrote down the word in his notebook.

He had had a few patients with tumors, and most of them had cancer.

It was one of the hardest conditions to treat worldwide.

However, Wang Yao had an advantage. He had the system.

The next step for him was to cure cancer.

For the herbs, he could start with obtaining the seeds of licorice roots.

He took a break to have some lunch at home and spoke to his parents before he returned to the clinic. He had to see a patient in the afternoon. The patient was Pan Jun’s friend. Pan Jun told Wang Yao on the phone that the formula Wang Yao prescribed to his friend had worked, so his friend wanted to see Wang Yao again to ask some questions.

Pan Jun drove Chen Wei to the clinic in the afternoon. Chen Wei had a few well-packed gifts in his hand. He also wanted to make a silk banner for Wang Yao, but was stopped by Pan Jun.

After knowing Wang Yao for some time, Pan Jun was starting to get to know Wang Yao, so he knew Wang Yao wouldn’t like a silk banner.

“You don’t need to bring anything! Take these things back.” As expected, Wang Yao was not happy to see those gifts.

Wang Yao didn’t care about gifts. If a patient brought things like fresh tea, local food, or fruits, he would accept them. Wang Yao was a practical person. He wouldn’t accept gifts which cost a lot.

“I just want to express my gratitude,” said Chen Wei. He was being honest.

“I accept your gratitude, but not the gifts. Please take them back,” said Wang Yao seriously.

“Well, Dr. Wang, can you take a look at him first? He thinks he’s much better. He wants to ask you when he can have intercourse with his wife again,” said Pan Jun.

“Have you finished taking the decoction I gave you?” asked Wang Yao.

“Not yet,” said Chen Wei.

“Please take a seat. Let me take a look,” said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao reviewed him.

“Good, your condition is improving,” said Wang Yao.

In fact, Chen Wei’s meridians around his lower back had recovered well. It proved that the massage treatment where Wang Yao used his Qi had been effective.

“You can try intercourse with your wife, but don’t over do it,” said Wang Yao.

“Okay, I see. Thank you very much!” Chen Wei was thrilled.

After fighting over it, Wang Yao capitulated and accepted a small pack of gifts, and returned the rest of them to Chen Wei.

“You know,” said Chen Wei after he had got into the car, “you don’t come across doctors like him often nowadays.”

“I agree,” said Pan Jun.

A young doctor who not only had high medical skills, but also had a strong moral fiber was very rare.

“The town hospital should hire him since he is such a good doctor!” said Chen Wei.

“Employ him? Not possible, at least not possible now.” Pan Jun shook his head.

“Why not?” asked Chen Wei.

“As far as I know he doesn’t have a medical degree, which means he didn’t graduate from a proper medical school. You know the hospital nowadays won’t employ a person without a medical degree, not to mention he only practices Chinese Traditional Medicine,” said Pan Jun.

“You are right,” said Chen Wei.

Wang Yao went back to Nanshan Hill at around 3 pm. He picked two leaves of moonlight herb and then brewed a Nerve-calming powder.

The decoction didn’t only contain the moonlight herb; Wang Yao also added two more herbs to it.

He added glossy ganoderma to enhance Qi and settle the mind, and poria to improve spleen function and calm the nerves.

This decoction was for Chen Changfeng’s mother.

Meanwhile, in the town center of Lianshan, Chen Wei was at home with his wife.

Chen Wei’s wife, a pretty woman, was packing up.

“Where are you going?” Chen Wei found his wife packing up her clothes after he came home.

His wife didn’t respond. She just looked unhappy.

“Why don’t you speak?” Chen Wei was in good mood.

His wife got more upset. She couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Let me tell you some good news,” said Chen Wei.

“What?” said his wife reluctantly.

“Come here, come with me,” said Chen Wei as he dragged his wife towards bed.

“What are you doing? Hey, you…” His wife was confused.

“Close the curtain, Ah…” said Chen Wei.

The wooden bed started to made sound, like a special tune.

It became quiet after a while.

Chen Wei and his wife were lying on the bed. Neither of them had enough of each other.

Chen Wei was truly happy, so was his wife. However, she was also confused.

“Darling, you don’t need to back to your parents’ place,” said Chen Wei.

“No,” said his wife.

“Let’s do it again,” said Chen Wei.

“Take a break, we have all the time in the world…you…” said his wife.

The bed started to make sound again.

Wang Yao was reading The Catalog of Magic Herbs on Nanshan Hill. He was familiar with all the contents in the book, but recalling and reading were two completely different things.

He was looking for licorice roots which could treat cancer.

He found a few among those of high quality, but he couldn’t get them with his current level. He couldn’t even get those with medium quality at this stage. He could only get those with low quality.

Plow grass was one of them. Its function was to heal ulcers.

Wang Yao also found another licorice root named “thorn plant,” whose leaves and fruits could be used as herbs. It could reduce excessive Yang energy inside the body which could remove a malignant tumor.

There happened to be seeds of thorn plants in the medicine shop, but they were expensive, requiring 40 bonus points.

I still don’t have enough points.

Wang Yao opened the system control panel to have a look at the amount of points left.

I should clear out the herbal field tomorrow.

The sun had gone while the moon popped out into the sky.

It was September. It was nice and cool at night.

Chen Wei’s wife cooked a banquet. She was in very good mood.

Her husband satisfied her today, which was a big surprise to her. All the conflict and anger between the two of them had gone. They had married for years after all, and they still loved each other. Therefore, she cooked a banquet for her husband.

“Wow, you cooked so many dishes!” exclaimed Chen Wei.

“Just for you,” said his wife.

“Thank you,” said Chen Wei with a smile.

“Do you want to have some wine?” asked his wife.

“Okay. But I’m not supposed to drink a lot. My doctor told me not to drink too much when I’m taking his prescription,” said Chen Wei.

He thought about Wang Yao’s words at least twice a day, just to make sure he followed all the instructions. He didn’t want to waste all the progress he made. He couldn’t let his wife down again, after seeing her so happy today.

“Don’t worry about the wine, we don’t have to drink wine. We can have some soda instead,” said his wife.

“Good idea,” said Chen Wei.

The couple had a nice dinner together. They were back for good.

Doctors had great responsibilities. Sometimes, they didn’t just save one person, they saved the whole family.

Lamb was popular during autumn.

Wang Yao loved eating lamb, like lamb soup.

“Do you remember Jiqing?” asked Zheng Xiuying out of the blue during dinner.

“Yes, I bumped into him on my way to grandma’s place last time,” said Wang Yao.

He often played with Jiqing, who was a few years older than him at his grandma’s place when he was a little boy. Jiqing’s proper name was Zhang Wenbao.

“Jiqing’s mother was diagnosed of stomach cancer, late stage. I’ll take you to your grandma’s place to see her if you don’t have any plans tomorrow,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“When was she diagnosed? She’s not in the hospital?” asked Wang Yao.

“A while ago. Her condition is really bad. The town hospital refused to take her,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“I see.”

Wang Yao kept silent for a while.

“Jiqing is going to get married soon?” Wang Yao asked Jiqing about it last time he bumped into Jiqing. He asked Jiqing not to forget to invite him to the wedding.

“Yes, the wedding is in this month. The 16th of August of lunar calendar,” said Zhang Xiuying. “She wants to attend the wedding. I hope she can go.”

Wang Yao didn’t say anything for a while.

He had a fond memory of Jiqing’s mother, who he often saw when he was a little boy. Jiqing’s mother was a very capable woman.

“I remember you said her mother died of cancer,” said Wang Yao.

“Yes, also stomach cancer,” said Zhang Xiuying. “Fortunately Jiqing’s fiance is a kind girl. She didn’t break her promise after the her future mother-in-law had been diagnosed of cancer.”

“Okay, I’ll drive you to grandma’s place tomorrow,” said Wang Yao.

He gave each of his parents a massage to help them relax in the evening. He applied Qi into the massage, but only mildly. He was practicing the control of Qi so that he could use it to optimize the effect of treatment in the future.

“Hey, your massage is different tonight,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“How different?” asked Wang Yao.

“Your palm is quite warm,” said Zhang Xiuying.

“Do you feel any other differences? Do you feel more comfortable?” asked Wang Yao.

“Yes, I think so,” said Zhang Xiuying after thinking for a moment.

It was like she was receiving a massage while having a bath. Of course it was more effective than having the massage alone.

After Wang Yao had returned to Nanshan Hill at night, he walked around the hill under the moonlight before going back to his cottage.

“48,” murmured Wang Yao.

The data of the mission was updated. He only needed to get his name out to two more people. The recent change of number of people was due to the group of elderly patients he had seen a few days ago.