616 Hard to Control

Wang Yao had used a forcible treatment that relied on a hard external influence to form a conditional reflex as a response to certain ideas. The effect was naturally very obvious. After only a month, the young man had completely gotten rid of those kinds of thoughts because the pain was too sharp.

Thanks to the treatment, the young man now slept well. He had also listened to Wang Yao's advice to exercise. He recovered quickly and regained his vigor, which made him more confident. He also had a girlfriend who was quite satisfied with him.

This was a good thing, but there was a problem. When he got close to his girlfriend in an intimate way, he inevitably had certain thoughts. After all, he was a young man full of energy. Whenever the thought arose, his body had an immediate reaction that was followed by unforgettable pain.

It was not good. Although the strange disease was solved, If it went on like this for a long time, he might become impotent.

After listening to the young man, Wang Yao smiled. "Don't worry, I will give you a check."

After a careful examination, he said, "Your body is much better than last time, which I think you can tell yourself."

"It's a lot better," the young man said. "I can feel it. I am energetic and can speak to others with more confidence. I have a girlfriend, too. She is quite satisfied with me. But, I am afraid that curing the disease will create another problem."

"Do not worry. There will be no problem. I will help you settle part of the problem in the body," Wang Yao said.

"Ah, is it just a part?" the young man asked.

"Your body has recovered a lot compared to the past, but that long-term special hobby makes your body lose a lot," Wang Yao said. "Having too much sex is likely to hollow out your body, which is not a nonsense saying. The deficiency of vigor cannot be compensated in just a few days. If you are going to do certain things, control is needed. Otherwise, it will easily lead to the body becoming hollowed out again."

Youngsters full of energy were often not good at self-control. It could be quite easy for them to become addicted to something.

"Well, OK," the young man said.

Wang Yao patted on the young man's lower abdomen a few times to remove the original neixi he had set. He did leave left part of it, which would be good for him. "After six month, can come back to me."

"Still that long?" The young man was a little anxious.

"Can't you wait?" Wang Yao asked.

Six month was not long or short. It was indeed not too long compared with being healthy for one's whole life..

"I don't mean that," the young man said.

"OK, but remember my words," Wang Yao said. "Otherwise, don't come back."

"Oh, OK, thank you," the young man said before leaving.

Wang Yao was able to tell something from his eyes. The young man still wanted to try.

In the afternoon, Wang Yao left the clinic and headed to the top of Xishan Hill. He stopped next to the dead place, which he had ruined.

He came there with an idea. He brought things like dandelion and foxtail, which were planted nearby, and watered them with ancient spring water.

The so-called dead place happening was actually because the excrement from the poisonous insects was carried by the rats, which contaminated the land. This meant no plants grew there. He intended to use the vitality of the plants to dissolve the toxins. Of course, it was just a theory, so it might not work.

…

In Lianshan County.

"The patient is dying," a doctor said.

Doctors from many departments were anxiously consulting with one another.

"What happened? The condition was stable in the morning, wasn't it?" another doctor asked.

"It suddenly became worse," the first doctor said.

The patient was quickly admitted to the intensive care unit. They used various drugs to help him, but there was no symptomatic drug. The patient's condition rapidly deteriorated. He was breathless, which was a prelude to death.

In his case, a blood transfer could not work. After more than three hours of trying every means to save the man, they failed. The doctors all wondered, How did this happen?

The wail of a woman, child, and elder soon echoed in the halls. A man with many identities—husband, father, and son—was irreplaceable to loved ones, no matter who he was.

The medical staff who participated in the treatment sighed at the loss of a human life. They had tried their best. As for how to deal with the aftermath, whether the patient's family members would make trouble, was the next step the hospital needed to coordinate and solve.

"Dr. Zhao, I think the condition of this patient was very similar to another case," a doctor said.

"Which one?" Dr. Zhao asked.

After a while, the patient's case was reviewed.

"You see, high fever, heart rate, abnormal blood pressure, and multiple organ failure," the doctor said. He remembered it so clearly because he was involved in the treatment of the patient.

"Guo Zhenghe?" Dr. Zhao asked.

"Yes, him, I have a very deep memory. In order to treat this person, experts from both the province and the city came over," the doctor said. "It was the first time I encountered such a scene in this hospital in many years."

"How did he recover finally?" Dr. Zhao asked.

"It seems because of medicine they family got from outside the hospital," the doctor said. "Unfortunately, he was not a local. It would be hard to ask that from others."

"It might be a single case," Dr. Zhao said.

"I hope so," the doctor said. "Otherwise, it will be a problem later."

…

After Wang Yao finished on Xishan Hill, he went down the mountain. He soon received a call from Jing. It was from Wu Xingyun. "OK, thank you."

The matter he had asked for help with had been settled. The result would come soon. He went back to the clinic for a while before going home. Later that night, he returned to Nanshan Hill.

Wang Yao sat in the small courtyard looking at the sky. "Tomorrow it will be a good day."

The next day, it was really a good day. Except, there was some trouble early in the morning.

Two people came in from the city's health department. The reason was simple. Some of the test indicators showed that the drugs used by Wang Yao were unqualified, so a reasonable penalty would apply.

"Unqualified?" Wang Yao calmly asked.

"This is the inspection report," a man said.

"Is it because of pesticide residue?" Wang Yao asked.

"Yes." The man wore a severe expression. "Are there any mistakes on the report?"

"The medicinal materials I have are absolutely free of pesticide residues," Wang Yao said.

"It was issued by the laboratory of provincial city. If you have any questions, you can find the relevant institution to apply retest," the man said.

"Of course I have questions. It is already in retest. So, it was a wasted trip for you," Wang Yao said.

"You are so arrogant!" The man was not happy.

In the past, no matter where they had gone, they were treated in a good manner and were highly respected. Surprisingly, in this mountain village, they encountered someone who requested a retest. They thought it was ridiculous.

"Do you understand what we said? the man asked. "There are problems with your medicine. You have to pay a fine. If you don't, your license will be canceled."

"I said, there is no problem with my medicine. And, your attitude is like that of a bandit," Wang Yao said.

"What?" The men were shocked. "Whatever. You have to pay a fine."

"No," Wang Yao said.

Flustered, the two men turned and walked away without responding.

"Being angry hurts the liver," Wang Yao said behind them.

"Damn it!" One of the men was especially angry. He stopped and turned toward Wang Yao. "What did you say?"

"Oh, you really are like a bandit with that yelling," Wang Yao calmly said, staring at him quietly.

The man clenched his fists hard.

"Scum," Wang Yao said, provoking the man's fury.

The man rushed straight over to him. He suddenly heard yelling as loud as thunder. "Out!"

The deafening sound stunned the man where he stood.