956 Homesick

"By the way, I heard from Wei Jun that you are acting as the agent of Nanshan Pharmaceutical Company."

"Yes," Pan Jiayou replied.

"Are the Primordial Spirit Soup sales alright?"

"They are good," Pan Jiayou said. "The supply can't keep up with the demand. It's mainly because of the corresponding word-of-mouth. "The people who have used it all speak well of it."

"Why does that sound like advertisement copy?" Wang Yao asked with a chuckle. "Have you given it to your mother?"

"My mother has been taking it," Pan Jiayou replied. "She says she feels a little stronger after drinking it."

"Well, the Primordial Spirit Soup is mild in nature and has no toxic side effects," Wang Yao said. "It can be used as a tonic for a long time, but the main problem for your mother is that the flow of her Qi and blood are not smooth. Although this medicine is useful, only a little of it can be fully absorbed. That results in its poor efficacy."

"What kind of medicine are you using now, Sir?" Pan Jiayou asked.

"The medicine is called Regather Soup," Wang Yao replied.

"Is this the ancestor of the Primordial Spirit Soup?" Pan Jiayou jokingly asked.

"You could say it that way too," Wang Yao said.

The Primordial Spirit Soup was made based on this medicine. The magic herbs in the Regather Soup were replaced with common medicinal materials, so the medicinal power was greatly reduced. After all, the magic herbs used in this medicine were the principle drug. When it came to Traditional Chinese medicine, there was a principle drug along with auxiliary drugs. The principle drug was the most important one, so changing it was equivalent to changing it into another kind of medicine.

Not long after the old woman had drunk the medicine, Wang Yao began to massage her with a unique technique. He used the method of Tuina massage to promote her health and help her blood flow smoothly. It accelerated the circulation of Qi and blood, which promoted the absorption of the medicine. After a while, the old woman's pale face became a little rosier. The effect of the medicine was more than 10 times stronger than that of the Primordial Spirit Soup, and it was more easily absorbed. This was the wonder of magic herbs. Not only was the effect of the medicine magical, but the absorption of medicine was also easier. Wang Yao focused on massaging the old lady's waist and legs.

"Oh, how comfortable!" The old woman sighed.

Wang Yao's massage had brought her much comfort.

When the treatment ended, two hours had passed.

"How do you feel?" Wang Yao asked.

"Well, I feel comfortable, and my body feels warm," the old woman said. "The most important thing is that my legs are also warm. They used to be cold and painful."

In the past, her legs had brought her the most discomfort. They were cold and ached. She couldn't stand up. As a result, she was restless, regardless if she was sitting or lying down. She couldn't sleep well at night. It was almost better not to have them. She still had hope that maybe one day she could find a good doctor who could cure her and help her stand again.

"It's a normal reaction." Wang Yao turned to Pan Jiayou and said, "Come back at this time tomorrow."

"Alright, please take care of her, Dr. Wang." He had changed how he addressed Wang Yao.

After seeing Wang Yao's treatment, he believed what Zheng Weijun had said a little more. After saying words of gratitude and paying for the consultation fees, he left with his mother.

After getting on the car, Pan Jiayou asked in a low voice, "Mom, do you really feel as good as you said?" He was still rubbing his mother's legs to help her move her muscles.

"Of course, it's true. Why would your mother lie to you? The only time I felt this good was three years ago when the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Jiangsu and Zhejiang treated me."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Three years ago, Pan Jiayou had taken his mother to find an old Chinese doctor. His treatment was also effective. Unfortunately, the old man was very old. Soon after they had begun to seem him, the doctor died, so his mother could not continue to receive treatment.

"Let's stay here for three days."

"OK, just go home before the new year," the old woman replied.

"I'll arrange it like that. I'm sure we can go back before new year's eve," Pan Jiayou said. He knew that the old woman missed her grandson and granddaughter.

"This small mountain village looks very cold." The old woman sat in the car and looked at both sides of the road. They had only seen two people along the way. They were both older people.

"Few young people are willing to live in such a village now," Pan Jiayou said. "As soon as they have the opportunity, they move to the city."

"Ah, what do you think of Dr. Wang? Why is willing to live in such a mountain village where only the elderly live?"

"Different people have different aspirations," he replied. "Some people with extraordinary abilities are different from ordinary people. Besides, I don't think this small mountain village is that bad. The air is fresh, and the surroundings are peaceful."

"That's true. It's like my hometown."

One often missed their hometown after living in a big city for some time.

They arrived at Lianshan County's town center and found a place to settle down.

In the Valley of Thousands of Medicine, thousands of miles away, Miao Qingfeng and Miao Changhong had returned home from He County. They carefully reported what had happened to Miao Xihe.

"This poisonous insect lasts for one month at most. You have to pay close attention."

"Noted, I'm in a hurry as well. It's less than a month before the new year. I think they will still go there once before then. I told the people keeping an eye on them to pay especially close attention."

"Good."

On the second day after they had returned home, Lu Xiufeng and Yang Guanfeng followed them to the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. According to Lu Xiufeng, it was to strike while the iron was still hot.

When they saw Miao Xihe, they immediately expressed their gratitude. After that, they vaguely put forth their ideas. Unexpectedly, Miao Xihe was very interested in their proposal. His questions were very detailed.

The two of them were warmly entertained at noon. Lu Xiufeng again partook in drinking the exquisite wine only available in the stockade.

"Chief, do you really agree with that?"

"It's a good idea to use me as bait and lure Miao Tianchuan out!"

"Miao Tianchuan is a madman now. He can do all kinds of dangerous things. You don't need to put yourself in danger."

"I didn't promise, did I?" Miao Xihe asked with a smile.

"How's the situation going with Xiao He?"

"It's very stable."

"Good, very good," Miao Xihe replied.

Miao Xihe didn't give Lu Xiufeng a positive reply, but he hadn't outright refused them either. He just said that he needed to think about it carefully.

"He didn't agree to it!"

"Didn't you hear what he said?" Yang Guanfeng asked. "He didn't agree with us, but he didn't refuse either. That means there is still hope. After all, it's almost the new year. He is the chief of this stockade, and that incident had happened some time ago. He needs some time to lead a stable life."

"Alright, shall we come back after the new year?"

"Yes, that's the only way. I hope that Miao Tianchuan, who is still hiding out in some unknown location, doesn't surprise us when the new year comes!" Yang Guanfeng sat in the passenger seat and lit a cigarette.

"Hey, you studied criminal psychology. Why don't you analyze it? What do you think Miao Tianchuan is thinking now?"

Lu Xiufeng's gaze was fixed in front of him. He didn't speak for quite some time.

After a while, he said, "To be honest, I really can't analyze it."

"However, he will certainly not be idle. He is likely brewing something, and something big enough to surprise us."

In a town hundreds of miles away, Miao Tianchuan and Miao Qingshan were gathered around a hot pot.

During this time, they had stayed nearby and never left.

"The new year is coming!" Miao Qingshan sighed.

Typically, this was when the stockade was at its busiest. Everyone was busy preparing for the new year. The new year also meant there was lots of work to do in the village. Now, that kind of liveliness no longer had anything to do with him, and that was how it would be forever.

They had changed their appearance, so they were able to still enjoy hot pot. Recently, the interrogation around where they were staying had become more stringent. When the police encountered strangers, they checked their ID cards and asked questions. Several times, the two of them had been stopped by the police. They had both felt as if their hearts were in their throats. They thought they were going to be exposed. Fortunately, Miao Tianchuan had managed to deal with them. As a person who had engaged in the business of killing people and smuggling goods, Miao Tianchuan had seen many things, so he was very calm.

I want to go back to the past so much! Miao Qingshan sighed in his heart. He picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it all at once.

"What are you thinking about?" Miao Tianchuan asked.

"I'm thinking of the stockade, the new year, and plans for the future," Miao Qingshan said. He hadn't lied. He said what he thought.