"It seems like I should take another look at it," Zhou Xiong said after hearing that. A novice at fist martial arts could throw out a punch with such force and technique. It was something that he had not managed to do even with his twenty years of practice. That put him to shame.
"Dad, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Zhou Xiong said after getting up, rubbing his son's head.
"I'm sorry," Wang Yao said. He could throw out the punch earlier but could not take it back, and he nearly injured Zhou Xiong in front of his child.
"It's really alright."
"Let's go inside to rest for a bit."
"Okay."
"I'll help you check your injuries."
"It's not really necessary."
"Just let me see," Wang Yao insisted, determined. He thoroughly checked Zhou Xiong's body.
"There's no serious injury, just that your Qi circulation is a bit messy. I'll help you with a massage," Wang Yao said, after ensuring that Zhou Xiong did not suffer any internal injuries. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he used his massage technique to help Zhou Xiong regulate his Qi circulation.
After letting them rest for a while, he saw the father-son pair off.
Cough cough. On the way down the hill, Zhou Xiong suddenly started coughing.
"Dad, are you really okay?" His son asked, worried.
"I'm fine," Zhou Xiong said. He spat out some phlegm at the side of the road. The phlegm contained traces of blood, and this showed how powerful Wang Yao's punch earlier was. Even after dissipating most of the force from the punch, Zhou Xiong still got hurt from it. Of course, it wasn't anything serious, but his internal organs felt shaken up, and his blood flow disrupted. Fortunately, Wang Yao had treated him with massage therapy, opening his acupuncture points.
How is his air-splitting fist so powerful? Zhou Xiong thought.
After Zhou Xiong had left the hill, Wang Yao began to brew the decoction.
Bug-removal soup was an absolute cure for many harmful bacteria.
This medicine was for Wei Hai. After yesterday's check-up, he found that Wei Hai's body condition had improved. However, the parasites in his organs had buried themselves deeper. To continue treatment, he had to increase the dosage to thoroughly flush out the bugs.
After taking this medicine, I'll need to do some massages to help spread out the medicinal strength, Wang Yao thought.
Ancient spring water, multifunctional pot for herbs, licorice…
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The weather was getting colder. However, besides that, all other conditions were optimal. Sometimes, Wang Yao wondered whether the herbs decocted within the Hallucination Array were influenced such that the medicinal properties came not only from the herbs but also from the energy between heaven and earth.
In the cottage, the fragrance of herbs filled the air.
Just as the medicine was about to be completed, he received a call.
"Why haven't you come back? Didn't we say we were going to Grandma's place?" The call was from his mother.
"I got it. I'll be down soon."
Wang Yao quickly took the decoction off the fire and packed it up. After that, he quickly exited the cottage, activated the array, and then he descended down the hill.
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