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"What does your friend do?" Wang Yao asked as he put away the medical case and diagnosis report.

"At first he was selling seafood, but now he is doing mariculture. The business isn't small. There's a big mariculture farm in Hai Qu city," Wang Mingbao said.

"I'll have a look at this case when I get back. Lately, these days I haven't had any free time. I need to keep treating that child." According to Wang Yao, the most important patient now was Zhou Xiong's son.

"It's ok. No rush. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it," Wang Mingbao said smiling. "It's just that he and I have a few business dealings. You can say that he has money. He is making some money now as we speak."

"Oh, I understand."

The two friends chatted for a while, then Wang Yao departed soon after. After getting back to Nanshan hill, he soon started thinking of a way to make up a drug strong enough to ease pain.

Currently, the medicine shop wouldn't provide him with any medication or prescriptions, probably because his rank wasn't high enough.

After consulting a traditional Chinese medicine shop, Wang Yao eventually only selected a few medicinal herbs.

Corydalis, Dahurian, and licorice were chosen. From the first two: Corydalis, which could normalize the flow of Qi, improve circulation, and ease pain and Dahurian, which could remove colds and chills, and remove obstructions from the flow of Qi to stop pain. As for licorice, it had a neutralizing effect on the medicine.

Add in some anise tree root, which also had the effect of pain relief.

The medicine was simple, yet very powerful. Its focus was on killing pain.

Now, Wang Yao needed to go to town to get some Corydalis. Since he never grew any himself, he needed to go buy some.

In the blink of an eye, soon after spring came, it was already March. This was seen as the true springtime. The weather was clearly getting warmer. The willow trees on the riverbank began sprouting and the village people also started going up the hills to begin plowing the fields.

Spring plowing was light work. Autumn plowing required more effort. Spring plowing was like flipping a pancake, whereas autumn plowing was like digging a well.

As the number of people on the hills grew, Wang Yao started thinking about his work on the herbal fields. Now was the right time to try planting licorice roots. However, protection was needed all around in order to prevent people with bad intentions from causing trouble.

The fertility of the soil had already shown signs of having too many difficulties to work with. One needed to consider deploying a layout. First, assemble the licorice, then produce the licorice.

To treat illnesses and save people, herbs must be planted. One also must think about how to tactically deploy the right layout for planting. That's enough to keep one busy!

Taking care of the herbal fields, practicing religion, and reading scriptures every day was already so much to do. With any time left over, a traditional Chinese Pharmacist had to treat illnesses and think about how to tactically lay out the herbs for planting. During this time, they also needed to go out on trips. Because of this, Wang Yao drew up a schedule for the day: arrange reasonably, plan reasonably.

That day, Wang Yao went to Lian Shan county. First, he went to the place where Zhou Xiong and his son lived. During this meeting, Zhou Wukang's complexion, compared to the last time they met, had obviously improved for the better.

His complexion became better and his eyes had life in them again. Wang Yao had improved his life.

"It's getting better." A little while later, he turned his head to one side and said to Zhou Xiong, "Yes, yes, yes. Ever since he drank the sedative you brought last time, he can finally go to sleep at night!" The way Zhou Xiong said yes three times clearly showed how excited and moved he was.

Now he was completely convinced by Wang Yao. With only two bags of medicine and no more than a week's time, his son's illness clearly started turning around for the better. Before, he wouldn't even dare to imagine it such a way. Because of this, yesterday, he particularly called his family to tell them the good news. His family was very happy upon hearing this.

"Does the child still have pain in his abdomen?"

"Yes, his headache has gotten a lot better, but he still has abdominal pain," Zhou Xiong said. Now, his son can sleep every night for more than three hours. He would get up every day three or four times. It sounded like he wasn't sleeping very well. But, compared to before, that was already a big improvement. It gave him joyful and incomparable change.

"This problem, I will go back and think of a way to treat it."

"Doctor Wang, how much longer does this treatment process need?" asked Zhou Xiong.

"That is hard to say, but it certainly needs to continue a little bit longer. What is it? Are you two going back?" asked Wang Yao.

"No. It's like this. I plan on renting an apartment nearby. It will be more convenient taking care of Kang. After all, always staying in a hotel is not the best way to do it."

"Yeah, this way is better. I believe this treatment process must continue a little while longer," Wang Yao said after listening.

Staying here in the hotel, especially in the kind they were staying in, cost at least 200 yuan every night. As ten days nearly ended, the cost was nearly 2000. Even if it were a school dormitory, the price for one month would not have exceeded 2000 yuan. Besides, it should be an excellent apartment. If one planned on staying here for a time, it would be more suitable to rent an apartment.

"Yeah. Tomorrow, I will go out and take a look at some. If I go somewhere else, I will let you know".

"Okay."

Leaving from Zhou Xiong's place, Wang Yao set out again for a trip to the medicinal herb shop. He found manager Lee and ordered some more herbs and set a time to come pick them up, the main herb being wild Corydalis. When Wang Yao hurried back home, he saw his house unexpectedly had another person in it—Tian Yuantu. He was talking with Wang Yao's mother and father.

"Yuantu?" Wang Yao said as he entered the house.

"Oh Yao, you are back. I have been waiting for you for a while now."

"I'm sorry. I went on a trip to Lian Shan county. You should have given me a call before you came," said Wang Yao.

"It's ok. I just happened to be nearby. So I just stopped on by," said Tian Yuantu smiling.

"You guys keep chatting for a while." His parents took this chance to leave the two men alone.

"Do you need something from me?" said Wang Yao.

"It's like this. I have a friend that would really like to see you. Two days from now he will come to Lian Shan. Will you have any free time?" Tian Yuantu said.

"Who on earth is this friend of yours?" said Wang Yao. To have so much trust in a friend that would make your heart so set on doing something—indeed, this was no ordinary friend.

"He is Haiqu city's secretary of the municipal party committee," exclaimed Tian Yuantu, revealing his friend's true identity.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yao was startled.

The leader of a city...such a big connection! No wonder Tian Yuantu had his mind set on this. Who could deny such an invitation!

There was no way out of this one. He was under that man's jurisdiction. Besides, Wang Yao had heard Wang Mingbao say before that this secretary just took office. He may stay in office in Haiqu for a few years' time. It's more than likely that Wang Mingbao's father got a high position so easily thanks to this man's help. When he spoke, it was enough to make the people under him overturn any previous decisions made. Such a high rank could smother anyone. Meeting him could have benefits, yet it could also cause trouble.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Wang Yao made the decision to meet him.

"Okay. I will meet him."

"Alright, I will go and set up the meeting." After hearing this, Tian Yuantu was very happy. He came looking for Wang Yao just for this reason.

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