200 Showing Off One’s Strength, Draining One’s Body Dry

In today's modern, fast-paced society, there were very few young people like that.

After eating, Secretary Yang's mother took her medicine. Wang Yao applied some massage therapy to help increase the absorption of the medicine's effectiveness as well as improve the circulation of her blood.

"I feel really comfortable!" Secretary Yang's mother breathed. "I never expected Dr. Wang to be so adept at Tuina Massage as well."

"A massage is a form of treatment as well," Wang Yao said, smiling.

Secretary Yang had work to do in the afternoon. He quickly said a few words to Wang Yao.

"Apologies Dr. Wang, I have work to do. I can't stay long."

"Don't worry about it; we're just about done too."

"Please sit for a while longer; there's no hurry."

Secretary Yang bade his farewells, and Wang Yao and Tian Yuantu soon decided it was time to leave too.

"Come over again when you're free."

"Okay."

"How's Secretary Yang's mother's condition?" Tian Yuantu asked when they had gotten into the car.

"It is much better than the previous time. There's hope for a complete recovery if she continues taking the medicine on time," Wang Yao said. "However, it is a very long process."

"As long as there's a chance of recovery, that's fine," Tian Yuantu replied happily. This was news worth celebrating.

…

At this time, on an island about two hundred miles away from Haiqu City, in a high-end hotel, a man was sitting on the comfortable bed heaving loudly. His face was somewhat pale.

At this moment, he felt faint and weak. Even breathing felt very taxing. The night before, the girl he had had pleasured him beyond compare. For the sake of showing off his strength, he had taken some stimulants, and it had resulted in the present situation. To sum it up in a classic saying, "his body was being drained dry!"

"No no no, I need to go to the hospital, I…"

He picked up his phone and dialed 120 and got up, intending to change his clothes. However, he swayed forward a few steps before falling straight to the ground.

Blood flowed out from his nose.

…

In another office on the island, there was a white-collared female worker.

"Tong Wei, I've got an exciting piece of news."

"What is it?" Tong Wei asked. Her mind, however, was still caught up in yesterday's events.

"Do you remember Chief Tang?"

"Chief Tang from the advertising company?"

"That's the one."

"Yes, of course, I do. I even saw him two nights ago," Tong Wei replied.

"He's now in the hospital for some emergency."

"Emergency treatment? He contracted some kind of disease?" Upon hearing this, Tong Wei was extremely surprised. Two nights ago, she was eating dinner with Wang Yao when they ran into Chief Tang. Wang Yao had said that Chief Tang was ill, and she had not believed it at the time. It turned out, Wang Yao was right!

"It was due to excessive sexual indulgence!"

"What?!" Tong Wei was stunned, and her face blushed slightly. "Is it really true?"

"Of course it's true. His company staff had just come over, and I heard it directly from them. Chief Tang dialed 120, and by the time the paramedics arrived, he had already collapsed on the floor bleeding from all his orifices. After that, the medical investigation revealed that he had consumed multiple doses of Viagra. I really wonder how many rounds he went for."

"Hey Li, why are you so happy about this?" Tong Wei was really curious why this good friend of hers had such a strange reaction. She was gloating at other people's misfortune!

"This is Chief Tang's retribution!"

"Retribution?"

"Exactly! You don't know how much of a player he is. In their company, as long as a woman was somewhat attractive, there was a high chance that she would be conned by him. There were even a few that had abortions because of him!"

"Is that really true?!" Tong Wei was extremely shocked. She had interacted with Chief Tang a few times and felt that he was quite interesting to talk to. It's just that she had heard of his bad reputation and therefore chose to keep her distance. Who knew that he was so incorrigible!

"Of course it's true. A few of the female staff in their company have already decided to go out for a celebration tonight. Oh, right, where's brother-in-law?"

"What brother-in-law? Oh, he's gone back to Lianshan County."

"Over the past two days, did you two…do it?"

"Shut up, you!"

"No need to be shy, we're all grown-ups here!" Xiaoli said, giggling.

"Alright alright, we're still at work. Let's stop chit-chatting for now. I've got to make a call."

"Okay."

Tong Wei found a quiet corner and called Wang Yao.

"Are you busy?"

"Nope. What's going on?" came Wang Yao's reply. Wang Yao was on Nanshan Hill sipping on a cup of tea.

"I want to ask you something. Do you remember that Chief Tang, whom we met during dinner two nights back? The one you said was ill?"

"Yes, what about him?" Wang Yao replied.

"Do you know what kind of illness he had?" Tong Wei probed.

"There was a deficit in his body," Wang Yao said simply.

"What's the reason?"

"Hmm, addiction to alcohol as well as over-indulgence in sexual things..." Wang Yao replied after some consideration.

"Wow, you're amazing!" Tong Wei replied in surprise.

"Why do you ask?"

"I just heard from my colleague that Chief Tang was admitted to the hospital today and is undergoing emergency treatment. The cause was exactly as you said!" Tong Wei said.

"Really?" Wang Yao could guess why Tong Wei had called him by now.

"You're amazing!" Tong Wei said again.

Wang Yao just smiled and laughed. If it were anyone else being praised by a beauty like this, they might just lose control by this point.

Wang Yao made some more idle talk with Tong Wei before hanging up.

"Seeing that he's already in the hospital, last night must have been really vigorous for him!" Wang Yao chortled.

Cupping his cup of tea, Wang Yao sat on his sofa staring into space for a while. Then, he started to make plans.

"Wei Hai and Secretary Yang's mother's conditions are stable for now. Zhou Wukang's illness is also not life-threatening right now. The most important ones are Zhou Wuyi in Cangzhou and Su Xiaoxue from Beijing. These two people's conditions are the most serious, and the medicine thus far has only been to temporarily contain the problem. Further treatment is needed."

Poison could be treated. Blocked vessels and meridians could be cleared. Deficiencies in the body could be replenished.

But what happens when the meridians are reversed, messed up, or broken? How can they be repaired then?

How can the failing organs and deteriorating flesh be treated?

With a thought, an ancient book appeared in his hand. It was the Catalogue of Magic Herbs. In it, various medical herbs were recorded, which Wang Yao began to leaf through page by page.

Right now, he had two more medicinal formulas that he had yet to utilize, both of which were provided by the system.

One was called "Blood Deblocking Powder." It could scatter blockages and reactivate blood flow, clearing the meridian channels.

The other was called "Muscle Revitalization Powder." It could stop the rotting, alleviate pain and revitalize muscles.

The former could be used on Zhou Wukang, Zhou Wuyi, and Su Xiaoxue. The latter could be helpful to Su Xiaoxue. The problem was, to concoct these two medicines, Wang Yao would require at least four types of licorice roots.

Licorice roots needed to be obtained through trade!

Let's start with the Blood Deblocking Powder, Wang Yao thought.

Ephedra, Tang Kuei, Panax Notoginseng, Chinese Peony…Polygonum Vine, Ziyu—these herbs were ones that Wang Yao could gather.

Tomorrow, Wang Yao thought. He raised his head to look at the setting sun.

At dawn, when the sun was rising, that was when the energy between heaven and earth was most abundant. At noon, when the sun was directly overhead, that was when the Yang energy was the strongest. At dusk, as the sun set, Yang energy subsided, and Yin energy gathered. This timing was the most unsuitable for decocting medicine.

After gathering the necessary herbs and putting them aside, Wang Yao began to ponder about Zhou Wuyi and Su Xiaoxue's conditions, writing down his thoughts as he went along. Every so often, he would flip open the Catalogue of Magic Herbs. He did this until the sun went down below the horizon and the light in the room became dim.

Putting his notes safely aside, Wang Yao got up and went down the hill. As he reached the foot of the hill, he bumped into Wang Fengming who had just returned from work. After not meeting for a long time, he looked much better.

"Uncle."

"Yao, you're going back for dinner?"

"Yeah. How are you feeling now?"

"Much better, it's all thanks to you!"

"Don't mention it. Your body just recovered; don't overwork yourself now," Wang Yao cautioned.

"Okay," Wang Fengming said, nodding. He also wished to work less, but his family owed a huge debt that they were unable to repay. What else could he do?

"Do you want to come in for a while?" Wang Fengming asked as they arrived at his residence.

"No thank you, there's still dinner waiting for me at home."

"Okay."

Watching that tired figure, Wang Yao sighed. This uncle of his was loyal, with nothing bad about his character. Although he was loyal, compassionate, and filial, he was unfortunately cursed with a rough life and was faced with a serious illness. If not for Wang Yao, his illness might have become incurable by now. In order to pay for his father's treatment, he had also borrowed a huge sum of money which he now owed.

There was an ancient saying, "Heaven does not ill-treat those who are compassionate."

Is that really true?

By the time Wang Yao had reached home, his mother had prepared dinner. His father took out some alcohol. It was Wuliangye alcohol, definitely not a fake product.