Elixir Supplier

Chapter 111

In less than half a day, clusters of bushes started to appear on Nanshan hill. There were Chinese littleleaf boxes and berberis purpureas. They looked messy up close, but they actually had distinct shapes when looking from a distance.

Something is still missing. Wang Yao looked at the bushes from the top of Nanshan hill when he was thinking of what to do next. Then, he went down to the other side of Nanshan hill to take two clumps of wild jujube trees which had thorns all over their branches. Wang Yao planted them together with the other bushes and watered them.

He worked until it started to get dark.

Almost done! Looks better now.

The area where Wang Yao planted the bushes looked messy at first glance, but it was actually well planned and easily removable. It wouldn't affect the Spirit Gathering Battle Array Wang Yao was going to set up in the near future.

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The sky was clear at night. Wang Yao stood in his herbal field and looked up at the sky. He was in deep thought. He stayed in the herbal field for over one hour before entering the cottage. From then on, he had a new routine—looking up at the sky at night.

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It looked like it was about to rain the next morning as clouds were gathering in the sky. Wang Yao locked the door of his cottage, left Nanshan hill and drove to town. It started to rain when Wang Yao was on his way to town. It normally got warmer every time after the spring rain.

The spring rain nurtured the world silently.

Wang Yao didn't drive fast, although it was quiet on the road. The trees on the pathways had started to sprout. There was an old saying in China, "make your whole year's plan in the spring and the whole day's plan in the morning."

He drove to the apartment where Zhou Xiong and his son were renting in town. The apartment was one of the best in town, which was close to business center, school and hospital. So, the rent was quite high.

Zhou Wukang looked even better than the last time they met, and he even smiled at Wang Yao, indicating that his anxiety had also reduced. This was not easy for Zhou Wukang to do.

"Hello, Mr. Wang," Zhou Wukang greeted Wang Yao.

"Hello," Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Hello, Dr. Wang. Please come in." Zhou Xiong invited Wang Yao into the living room and made him a cup of tea.

Wang Yao had a look at the inside of the apartment. It was a two-by-one apartment with two bedrooms and one bathroom. It was not very spacious—maybe just a bit over 90 square meters. The decoration was old fashioned but cozy; it was very suitable for Zhou Xiong and his son.

"How do you feel?" asked Wang Yao.

"I feel much better now," replied Zhou Wukang.

His voice was much louder and powerful, indicating that he was recovering. His eyes were also brighter, and his breath was steadier. These were all good signs. Wang Yao also checked Zhou Wukang's pulse and noticed that it was more powerful and steady, which proved that Zhou Wukang was truly getting better. Even the pain in his left arm had reduced.

"Do you feel warm in your left arm sometimes?" asked Wang Yao.

"Yes," replied Zhou Wukang.

This was a good sign, too. The effect of the herbs had reached Zhou Wukang's left arm. The meridians in his left arm had almost died, but they were not gone completely. Only the licorice roots had the power to reach his left arm.