Chapter 154

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Wang Yao completed brewing decoctions in the afternoon. He planned to brew another dose the next day to treat the symptoms of a lack of Yang energy, but it was gloomy and rainy the next day. It was not a good idea to brew decoctions in gloomy weather. Wang Yao decided to wait a bit. A decoction of a Yang nature should be brewed on a nice day.

It had been almost 60 days since the system gave him the mission, but Wang Yao only received recognition from 51 people. He started to worry about the progress.  

Maybe I should accept Pan Jun's offer to work in Renhe clinic one day a week.

... 

Wang Mingbao was in his store at Lianshan town center. A man was sitting opposite him. The man was skinny with darkened eyes.  

"Please Mingbao, you have to help me! I'm begging you!" said the man.  

Wang Mingbao felt sorry for this man.  

Two months ago, the man was still highly spirited. He drank a lot and ate a lot and made a lot of money. But now, he was tortured by his disease, which couldn't be cured by the millions of yuan he had.  

"I will ask around for you," said Wang Mingbao.  

"Great! Thank you very much!" The man was thrilled as if he had held onto a life-saving straw.

"I don't care about the cost, as long as my disease can be cured!" said the man.  

After this man had left, Wang Mingbao noticed that it was raining outside. There were not many customers in his store, so he left his store and drove to Nanshan hill.

It had just started to rain; the ground was not completely wet and muddy. Wang Mingbao heard a dog barking before he arrived at Wang Yao's herbal field.

Who would come here in such weather? Wang Yao stopped reading. He waved his hand, and the Natural Classics disappeared.  

He looked through the window and saw Wang Mingbao.  

"How come you are here in such weather?" asked Wang Yao.  

"Of course I'm here for you," said Wang Mingbao after he entered the cottage. "No television, no computer, only a few books—I really admire you." 

"Well, tell me what would you like me to do?" Wang Yao knew that it must be something urgent to bring Wang Mingbao to Nanshan hill on such a rainy day.  

Wang Yao made Wang Mingbao a pot of tea and sat opposite him. It was still raining outside.

"Do you remember the man I asked you to see last time?" asked Wang Mingbao.  

"Wei Hai?" Wang Yao remembered him well.  

"Yes, he came to me again just now. He was so skinny; he looked like he was beyond cure," said Wang Mingbao.  

In fact, he had his reasons for asking Wang Yao to treat Wei Hai previously. Wei Hai could bring him a lot of business. He wanted to improve his working relationship with Wei Hai by introducing Wang Yao to him. But now, he really wanted Wang Yao to save Wei Hai because he felt sorry for the man.

"Has he had liver surgery?" asked Wang Yao.  


"Yes, in the provincial hospital," said Wang Mingbao. "You can't imagine what he was like before he got ill. He was such as a high spirited person. Now, he has totally become a different person—so frail, scared and lost."

"Where is he now?" asked Wang Yao.

"He has come back to Haiqu," said Wang Mingbao.

"I see. How about bringing him here the day after tomorrow?" asked Wang Yao after thinking for a while.  

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