578 A Dead Man

"What the hell!" The man twitched his head. The back of his head had just bumped into the wall. Suddenly he blacked out. When he opened his eyes again, he saw stars and birds in front of him, as well as heard strange noises.

He looked at the young man standing in front of him with a weird look on his face.

Chen Ying's eyes brightened. He released his Qi, which is like a gust of strong wind! What the hell? Just because I touched him?

No wise person would try anything stupid in front of Wang Yao to make him embarrass himself. The man was ill-tempered, but not stupid. He cleverly went around Wang Yao in front of everyone.

"You guys wait," the man said. It was like a classic line from the movies.

"Wait, you need to pay for the meal," the restaurant owner said.

The man threw some cash on the table before leaving. He was still cursing when he walked out of the restaurant.

"I'm sorry for the trouble. I guarantee that the dishes in my restaurant are all of high quality. I'll give everyone a 20 percent discount on today's bill," the owner said.

"Great," a customer said.

"The owner is very good at running a business," another customer said.

The standbys were all very happy. Business was as usual.

"Thank you very much for your help today." The owner walked Wang Yao out of the restaurant. Thanks to Wang Yao, no real damage was done to the restaurant.

"You are welcome. It's nothing," Wang Yao said.

"You won't need to pay any dishes here from now on," the owner generously said.

"No way! Then, I won't come back again," Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Let's go," he said to Chen Ying.

It was dark by the time they arrived to the village. The only light on the street was on. A few people were chatting on the street.

"Thank you for the meal," Chen Ying said.

"No worries. It was just a simple meal. I'll leave you two to rest," Wang Yao said.

He entered his house after parking the car outside. Chen Ying and Chen Zhou were back in their rented house. It was nearly 8 p.m.

"Sis, what did Dr. Wang do in the restaurant?" Chen Zhou asked. He was astonished by Wang Yao's action.

"Dr. Wang is a master with extraordinary Kung Fu skills. He just released his Qi in the restaurant," Chen Ying said.

"That is amazing!" Chen Zhou had heard from his sister that Wang Yao's Kung Fu skills were as impressive as his medical skills. He knew what a good doctor Wang Yao was because Wang Yao made him sober after suffering from mental illness for so many years. This was the first time he had witnessed Wang Yao's Kung Fu skills. He was amazed. It had been like he was watching an exciting movie.

"So, Kung Fu masters really exist in this world," Chen Zhou said.

"He's much better than what you have seen," Chen Ying said.

She witnessed Wang Yao's ability to control and wind and rain on the Great Wall on that rainy night. She wouldn't believe it if she hadn't see it.

"Does Dr. Wang have students?" Chen Zhou asked.

"What?" Chen Ying asked with surprise.

"I want to learn Kung Fu. You know, I've always been keen to learn Kung Fu," Chen Zhou said.

She knew her brother's hobby. He had been fascinated by Kung Fu since he was a little boy. He liked watching Kung Fu movies, reading Kung Fu novels, and throwing himself into a Kung Fu world. He wished he was like those heroes in the movies and novels. He wished he had wonderful Kung Fu skills. He asked Chen Ying to teach him Kung Fu when he was a little boy. Chen Zhou learned fast. He was talented in learning Kung Fu. If he wasn't for his mental illness, he would probably have become a Kung Fu master.

"I can ask him tomorrow," Chen Ying said. "But, you need to know that Dr. Chen doesn't take on students easily. I can teach you."

"Great, Sis. I still remember the things you taught me when I was little," Chen Zhou said.

…

Wen Wan was talking Professor Lu and her son.

"I'm really fine. You two should go to sleep," Wen Wan feebly said.

Professor Lu and her son didn't sleep well the night before because they needed to watch her all the time. She felt better now, truly better. She didn't think it was necessary for the two men to continue to watch her at night. However, the two men were not convinced.

"Mom, don't worry about us. Uncle Lu and I will go to sleep soon," her son said.

"Yes, we will," Professor Lu said.

"OK. Good night." She covered herself and slowly fell into sleep.

Professor Lu and Wen Wan's son sat next to her bed quietly. They didn't initially speak. After making sure Wen Wan was in deep sleep, they started to talk in low voice.

"I think your mother looks better than the last two days," Professor Lu said.

"Yes, she looks better. Her voice is louder, and she has eaten more," said Wen Wan's son, Fan Youren.

It wouldn't be a good sign if a sick people stopped eating. A person couldn't live without food. Once a person stopped eating, he or she would stop getting energy externally. Wen Wan was like that some time ago. She started to eat now, which was a good sign.

"Shall we take her to see Dr. Wang again tomorrow?" Professor Lu asked.

"OK," Fan Youren said.

Nothing happened during the night.

…

Chen Zhou got up early the next morning. He was practicing in a seated position with his sister.

"You are good," Chen Ying said with a smile.

As long as Chen Zhou had the fundamental skills, he would pick up other skills easily. In fact, she didn't know Chen Zhou never stopped practicing Kung Fu even when he was having treatment in the mental institution. Of course, Chen Zhou was not aware he was actually practicing Kung Fu sometimes, especially when he was having a psychotic episode.

After morning exercises, they went to have breakfast. Then, they left for Wang Yao's clinic. Someone was already waiting there.

The person had a weird condition. Spring had sprung. Although it was still a bit cold in the morning, normally people didn't need to wear down jackets. Apparently, this person was very sensitive to coldness.

As soon as the sun came out, Fan Youren came out of the house. He looked toward Nanshan Hill for Wang Yao. As soon as he saw Wang Yao enter the clinic, he and Professor Lu brought Wen Wan to the clinic.

Wang Yao took a look at Wen Wan. She looked much better. She no longer had strange pulse and it was stronger. Her damaged organs had started to recover.

"The decoction worked," Wang Yao said. Connection ointment was really effective. "You should continue to take the decoction."

He diluted a spoon of connection ointment into a small bottle of decoction.

"Take it orally." Wang Yao wrote down the dosage and how to take the decoction.

After giving her a small cup of connection ointment, Wang Yao waited for about half an hour before providing further treatment.

"Take her jacket off," Wang Yao said.

Fan Youren helped his mother take off the thick down jacket.

"Lay down please," Wang Yao said.

He started an acupuncture session. His hands were very steady. The movement of his hands was slow. Wang Yao tried to avoid the sensitive acupoints. The purpose of acupuncture treatment was to facilitate the absorption of the decoction and improve blood circulation.

"Done. Help her get up," Wang Yao said. "Come back in two days."

"OK," Professor Lu said. He and Fan Youren left with Wen Wan after paying the fee for treatment.

"How can I help you?" Wang Yao asked Chen Ying, who had been waiting.

Chen Ying told him the purpose of their visit.

"You wanna learn Kung Fu?" Wang Yao asked.

"Yeah, can you teach me?" Chen Zhou asked.

"So, you haven't given up your Kung Fu dream," Wang Yao said.

He remembered the first time he met Chen Zhou when he was having an episode. Chen Zhou mentioned things like a sword from the West and 42 styles of blade.

"No, never," Chen Zhou said.

"Sorry, I have to disappoint you. I don't have any plans to take on students at the moment," Wang Yao said with a smile.

Chen Zhou looked a bit disappointed, but he was not too surprised by Wang Yao's response. "I see. I shouldn't have asked."

"Never mind. Actually, your sister is very good at Kung Fu. You can learn from her," Wang Yao said.

"OK," Chen Zhou said.

"Don't be upset," Chen Ying said after they had left the clinic.

"I'm fine, Sis," Chen Zhou said with a smile. "I can learn from you, just like before."

"OK," Chen Ying said.

It was nice and warm in the morning. It was the perfect time to have a walk.

Another patient came at about 10:30 a.m. The patient was from a village in the neighborhood. He suffered from a headache. Wang Yao gave him a massage.

As Wang Yao was about to take a break and drink water, someone pushed the door of his clinic and rushed into the room.

"Hi, Uncle Fengming. Is there anything I can help?" Wang Yao stood up.

"Yao, a person died on Nanshan Hill!" Wang Fengming exclaimed.

"What?" Wang Yao was shocked.