574 Sweat like Oil

Name:Elixir Supplier Author:Tangcu Yu
When he woke up, the feeling had disappeared. It came fast and went away fast.

"Is it an illusion?" Wang Yao asked.

We went to the medicine field. The dog came out of the kennel and walked toward him.

"San Xian, have you found any abnormalities?" Wang Yao asked.

Woof! Woof! The dog used its claws to scratch the ground.

"Mountain?" Wang Yao closed his eyes to release his neixi.

In the spirit gathering battle array, the atmosphere between heaven and earth was too rich. No subtle changes could be felt. He had to go back to the top of the mountain.

There was nothing unusual. "That's weird."

Now that Wang Yao was up, he was not in a hurry to go back to bed. Instead, he circled around the mountain. He did not find anything out of the ordinary, so he went home to sleep.

The next day, it was gloomy. At 9 a.m., it was slightly rainy and thundering.

Wang Yao was alone in the clinic. Without a patient, he drank a cup of tea and quietly read a medical book.

Around 10 a.m., a car drove into the mountain village and stopped outside the clinic. Two young men got out of the car.

"It's rainy, " one of the men said.

"It's good that it's raining," the other man said. "Spring rain is as valuable as oil!"

"Damn it," the other man said. "I am wondering whether the doctor made a fool of me."

The two men approached the front door of the clinic and knocked.

"Please come in," said a voice from inside.

"God!" The two people were shocked. They felt as if the sound was in their ear. It was like seeing a ghost in the daytime.

They pushed the door open, but there was no one behind it or in the yard. When they entered the room, they found Wang Yao sitting with a book and a cup of tea.

"Doctor, have you been sitting in here the whole time?" one of the men asked.

"Yeah, what happened?" Wang Yao said.

"Ah, nothing," the young man replied.

"Here is the medicine." Wang Yao put the prepared medicine on the table, as well as the methods and precautions. "Come back after three days."

"How much is it?" the young man asked.

"$100,000," Wang Yao said.

"What?" Though they made some psychological preparation, the tall young man and his companion were shocked. "What is it?"

"Just for a bottle of medicine?" they young man asked. "It's so expensive!"

"Is it expensive? How much is 100-year-old ginseng?" Wang Yao asked.

"It contains ginseng that old?" The taller young man was shocked. If that was the case, this medicine was not expensive at all. "I'll pay for it."

After thinking for a moment, the young man paid the money via bank transfer, which was very convenient.

"If you don't have anything else, you can leave," Wang Yao said.

"OK, thank you." The two young people left.

"God! That bottle of medicine costs $100,000?" the shorter man asked. "Even gold is not that expensive!"

"If it is really like what he said and contains 100-year-old ginseng, it is worth the money," the taller man said.

"It's too easy to make money for him," the other man said. "How do you know whether what he said is true?"

"It is easy. We will know it after trying," the taller man said. "If he dares to lie to me, I can make sure he will regret for his whole life!"

"Hey, what happened with his voice earlier?" his friend asked.

"Either he is pretending to be a ghost, or he has true ability," the taller man said.

The thunder in the sky was noisy. It rained the whole day. Except for the two young people, no one else came to the clinic. Wang Yao quietly read the medical book until the afternoon. Since it was rainy and cloudy, it was darker than normal.



It also rained in Dali. The spring rain was even more dense.

"I am hungry," said the man bound with countless layers of gauze. His voice was hoarse.

He was the fourth son of the Han family. Since he had been treated by the Pharmacist King, his body had improved significantly. At the very least, he could now speak. The torment he had been through earlier was like hell.

"Hungry? Wait a moment, I will arrange people to cook something for you." Han Xing said. "How do you feel?"

"My body is still very itchy," the younger brother said.

"Itching is a good thing. It indicates healing," Han Xing said, trying to comfort his younger brother.

"I must not let you worry about me anymore, elder brother," the younger brother said.

"My brother, don't say such things," Han Xing said.

While the two brothers were talking, Han Zhiyu came in from outside.

"Is your arm recovered?" Han Xing asked.

"It still hurts a little," Han Zhiyu

His ulceration to the skin had almost recovered. Now, he was just shedding skin. No injections or medicine was used. He found that after his arm healed, the previous scar on it vanished.

"The Pharmacist King's drugs are really amazing," Han Zhiyu said.

"Of course, he has enjoyed a good reputation for decades," Han Xing said. "Brother is hungry. I have arranged people to cook. You stay here to keep him company. I have to go out to do something."

"OK," Han Zhiyu said.

Seeing their brother begin to improve made everyone in the Han family happy.

"Brother, why do you have such a strange disease?" Han Zhiyu asked.

"I was cheated!" The fourth son's words were shocking.



Cough! Cough! Wen Wan kept coughing in bed.

"Mom?" her son worriedly said.

"It's nothing!" She only had little strength to speak.

"The medicine is almost used up. I will ask Dr. Wang to come over and take a look," her son said.

"It is almost dark," Wen Wan said. "Forget it. I have a Nine Herbs pill for now."

"You have to let me know if you feel something uncomfortable," her son said.

"No worries. I can make it through tonight!" Wen Wan smiled, even though she had no energy to do so.

The young man did not say anything, but his eyes were filled with worry.

In the rainy night, the lights on Nanshan Hill went out very early. There was thundering occasionally in the sky.

Early the next morning, Wen Wan's son went to check on her.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Mom?!" He found his mother unconscious. No matter how much he called out, she didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" Professor Lu heard the shouting and rushed over.

Seeing the situation, he picked Wen Wan up and carried her on his back to find Wang Yao.

Wang Yao was still on the mountain. After receiving a call from Professor Lu, he quickly went down the mountain.

"How could this be?" Seeing the stunned Wen Wan and her complexion, he knew it was going to be bad.

There was sweat on her face like oil, and she had no pulse.

Wang Yao hurriedly transferred neixi into her body, but it was not enough. He then took out a small porcelain bottle. A medicinal herb rolled out of it. The unique medicinal fragrance immediately emerged from the prolongation pill.

"Help her take it!" Wang Yao urged.

After the pill was taken, the effect was instant. Wen Wan woke up.

"Mom!" The young man cried.

Professor Lu's eyes were full of tears. "Dr. Wang?"

"Put her down," Wang Yao said.

They placed Wen Wan on the hospital bed. Wang Yao took out the ointment for continuing life. He cautiously scooped a little and dissolved it into ancient spring water. "Help her take it!"

Originally, he wanted to wait longer before using it. He had not expected that Wen Wan's disease would deteriorate so suddenly.

"One spoonful costs $200,000!" That was the price given by the system.

After taking it, they had to wait. Wang Yao felt her pulse every 30 minutes.

The combination of these two drugs was beyond his imagination. They not only saved her life but also made her pulse reappear and grow stronger.

"OK, you can take her back," Wang Yao said.

"Dr. Wang, what is this medicine?" Professor Lu asked.

"I won't sell it no matter how much money you have," Wang Yao said. "And, I won't boil down the medicine."

He knew what Professor Lu meant, but these two drugs were too precious. He was unwilling to pass it to others.

"Oh, I know, thank you," Professor Lu said.

Wen Wan's son carried her out on his back accompanied by Professor Lu.

"Professor Lu, if only we can get the pill he just used," her son said.

"But, you heard Doctor Wang's words," Professor Lu helplessly said.