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"Shall we have dinner together tonight?" asked Wei Hai .
"No, thanks, I have to meet someone else . Shall we have dinner on another day?" said Wang Yao .
"Sure," said Wei Hai .
. . .
Tong Wei was busy cooking dinner with her mother in her home .
"When will Wang Yao come?" asked Tong Wei's mother .
"Soon, he needs to run some errands first," said Tong Wei . "Mom, why do you want to invite him for dinner?"
"I just want to thank him!" said Tong Wei's mother . "The decoction he brought for me the other day was very effective . I felt much better after taking it . I went to the hospital to get checked several days ago . The doctor there said I'm getting better . I believe it was because of the decoction . Your schoolmate is such as good doctor!"
"I think Wang Yao is a good young man," Tong Wei's mother added .
"Mom, your attitude towards him changed so fast!" said Tong Wei with a smile .
"What do you mean?" asked Tong Wei's mother .
"I remember you didn't like him very much the last time he was here," said Tong Wei .
Tong Wei was telling the truth . Her parents didn't treat Wang Yao well when Wang Yao brought her mother the decoction . Tong Wei was not home last time, but she could guess what had happened . After all, she was present during Wang Yao's first visit to her home . Her mother showed obvious recognition and appreciation to Wang Yao this time .
"When did I say I didn't like him? I thought you were dating Yang Ming last time," said Tong Wei's mother .
Tong Wei knew her mother was looking for an excuse, but she didn't expose her . She just smiled .
After leaving Wei Hai's place, Wang Yao went to buy some presents for Tong Wei's parents before heading to her home .
"You just bought us some stuff in the morning, you don't need to buy us things again," said Tong Wei's mother with a smile .
"Just some fresh fruits," said Wang Yao .
"Please come in and take a seat . Tong Wei! Don't worry about the food, come out and chat with Wang Yao . " Tong Wei's mother shouted at Tong Wei, who was busying preparing food in the kitchen .
In a short while, dishes were taken to the dinner table . The banquet was sumptuous . Tong Wei's father even opened some fine wine .
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"Would you like some wine?" asked Tong Wei's father .
"No, thanks, I need to drive later," declined Wang Yao politely .
Tong Wei's parents were much more talkative during dinner than the last time they met . They asked Wang Yao some questions . After dinner, Tong Wei's parents cleared the table and looked for an excuse to go out so that they could leave some space for Tong Wei and Wang Yao .
"What are you going to do tomorrow?" asked Tong Wei .
"My auntie's family came back . They will visit my grandma tomorrow . I want to go with them . Do you want to come with me?" asked Wang Yao .
"I can't . I have to visit my auntie tomorrow," said Tong Wei .
"How about tomorrow evening? Do you want to come to my home?" asked Wang Yao .
"Okay," said Tong Wei .
"I'll pick you up tomorrow," said Wang Yao .
"Okay," said Tong Wei .
The two of them then watched some TV, ate some fruits and talked a bit . Soon, it was 9 pm .
"I have to go now . Say goodbye to your parents for me . Ask them to come back early to rest," said Wang Yao .
"Sure, drive safe . Call me when you are home," said Tong Wei .
"Okay, see you," said Wang Yao .
Wang Yao slowly drove off . Tong Wei didn't go back until she couldn't see the back of Wang Yao's vehicle anymore . She then called her parents to let them know Wang Yao had left and they can come home to rest .
After Wang Yao had arrived at home, he parked his car outside and said goodbye to his parents . As soon as he was going to return to Nanshan hill, his mother stopped him and started asking questions .
"How is everything going between you and Tong Wei?" asked Zhang Xiuying . "When will she come here? Are you going to bring her to your grandma's place tomorrow?"
"Mom, she's got a lot to do during the holiday . She's going to visit her auntie and other relatives tomorrow," said Wang Yao . "Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow . I need to go back to Nanshan hill . " Wang Yao turned around and walked out of his home .
"Hey, I haven't finished!" shouted Zhang Xiuying .
After Wang Yao had returned to Nanshan hill, he started to prepare the herbs for the decoctions he was going to brew for Wei Hai . He would continue to make Deworming powder for Wei Hai . Miasma grass would be the dominating herb in the Deworming powder . But, Wang Yao was going to make a slight adjustment to the decoction as Wei Hai had been getting better . Still, he was not completely cured . It will take some time for him to completely recover . Wang Yao wanted to change the number of herbs accordingly to see whether it was going to work better .
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I still need to think over how to kill all the poisonous insects inhabiting the organs, thought Wang Yao .
. . .
Inside a quiet house somewhere in the Dao City, something was happening .
A man was tied to a bed . He was skinny . His eyes were red, and his teeth were clenching . He looked like a demon .
Next, to the bed, there were three men . One of them was a middle-aged man with a serious look on his face . He looked miserable while looking at the young man tied to the bed . Another man was in his 30's . He stood as straight as a javelin with a poker face . The last person was in his 70's . His hair had turned white, and he looked tired .
"Mr . Sun, I'm so sorry . There is nothing I can do!" said the man in his 70's .
"Thank you, Dr . Wu," said the middle-aged man .
"Aye!" sighed Dr . Wu . Then he turned around and walked downstairs .
"Sir," said the poker-faced man . His voice was cold and hoarse .
"Do you think Yunsheng was beyond cure?" asked Mr . Sun .
"God will help young master . He will be fine," said the poker-faced man .
"Stop saying something like that . Look at him! How will God help him?" said Mr . Sun .
"I heard there is a very good doctor in Cangzhou whose name is Sang Guzi . He's an extraordinary doctor, and a lot of people call him a miraculous doctor . Maybe we should ask him to see the young master . By the way, are you going to Beijing soon?" asked the poker-faced man .
"Yes, I will go to Beijing tomorrow . Ask about that Sang Guzi for me," said the middle-aged man .
"Sure," said the poker-faced man .
…
It was gloomy the next morning .
On top of Nanshan hill, sounds of something splitting the air went on and on, as if something was cracking . It was Wang Yao practicing the air splitting fist, which was documented in the book Zhou Xiong gave him, meaning splitting the air with one's fist . Air splitting fist was quite fierce . One had to put all the strength into one's fist when practicing .
When Wang Yao was practicing piercing punches, two men came to Nanshan hill . One was an adult, and the other was a child . It was Zhou Xiong and his son . They followed the path leading to Wang Yao's cottage .
"Hello, Dr . Wang," greeted Zhou Xiong .
"Hello, Uncle Wang," greeted Zhou Wukang .
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"Hello, please come in," said Wang Yao .
Wang Yao invited Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang into the cottage . Zhou Xiong had called Wang Yao to make sure he was on the hill before bringing his son here .
"Come here, Wukang, let me take a look at you," said Wang Yao .
Wang Yao sat down to check Zhou Wukang's pulse . According to his pulse, the condition of his arm hadn't changed, but his general well-being had improved .
"Let me massage your arm," said Wang Yao .
Wang Yao used his mind and his Qi to transfer all his strength into his hands . Then, he followed the meridians in Zhou Wukang's arm to massage it, using the method he learned from the system . He pressed or patted Zhou Wukang's arm using his inner strength . After a while, Zhou Wukang's skinny arm became very red, like it was beaten by a piece of wood .
"How do you feel?" asked Wang Yao .
"I feel a bit warm and a bit painful," said Zhou Wukang honestly .
"Is the pain bad?" asked Wang Yao .
"Not really, just mild pain," said Zhou Wukang
Wang Yao checked Zhou Wukang's pulse again before putting twice more strength onto his arm .
"Shall we come to see you in a few days?" asked Zhou Xiong .
"Yes," said Wang Yao .
After Wang Yao had finished massaging Zhou Wukang's arm, he started to chat with Zhou Xiong .
"Are you available now?" Wang Yao asked Zhou Xiong out of the blue .
"Yes, why?" said Zhou Xiong .
"Can you practice Kung Fu with me?" asked Wang Yao . It was a sudden rise in interest .
"Sure!" said Zhou Xiong without hesitation . He used to practice Kung Fu all the time and liked to have a company while practicing . However, he hadn't practiced Kung Fu for a long time due to his son's illness . His Kung Fu skills were still intact, but he didn't show it normally . One was supposed to use Kung Fu to fight or kill, not to perform .
Wang Yao and Zhou Xiong came to a vacant land on the hill .
"We can start now," said Wang Yao .
"Sure," said Zhou Xiong .
Wang Yao made a pose slowly, but Zhou Xiong ignored him and tried to punch him straight away . Zhou Xiong was so fast that his fist was like a machine gun . He was a master of Xingyi style, so his fists were very fierce and straightforward . There was nothing indirect in the way he attacked . Wang Yao used Tai Chi to respond . He used a technique to resolve Zhou Xiong's attack .
Their movement gradually sped up . At the beginning, Zhou Xiong attacked Wang Yao with caution . Although Wang Yao was a genius in Kung Fu and extremely intelligent, he hadn't practiced Kung Fu for a long time . He was lacking in the fighting department . Zhou Xiong didn't want to hurt Wang Yao accidentally, so he didn't try his best to attack and only used 60% of his strength and techniques . But after some time, he was really impressed by Wang Yao's improvement .
This guy's experience in fighting has improved so much! thought Zhou Xiong .
Tai Chi's technique, Wang Yao's extraordinary strength, and the running Qi inside his body made Wang Yao's attacks extremely powerful . Even though Zhou Xiong had practiced Kung Fu for over 20 years, he could only just match Wang Yao after using up all his strength and techniques . In such circumstances, if he continued to withhold his skills, he would lose the fight in a very ugly way .
Air splitting fist!
Wang Yao suddenly changed his style of attack from sweetness and light into fierce and overwhelming .
He hit out extremely fast .
It was too late for Zhou Xiong to dodge . He had to resist Wang Yao's fist with both of his hands .
However, Wang Yao's fist was too fast and fierce for Zhou Xiong to resist . His body flew out and hit a tree, making the tree leaves rustle .
"Dad!" Zhou Wukang ran to Zhou Xiong immediately .
"Sorry, are you okay?" Wang Yao was also anxious . He went to check whether Zhou Xiong was injured immediately .
"I'm fine, don't worry . " Zhou Xiong stood up and slapped the dust off his clothes .
"Well done!" said Zhou Xiong who moved his numb hands . If he hadn't responded in time just now to weaken Wang Yao's strength by half, he would end up with fractured arms .
"What technique did you use to attack me?" asked Zhou Xiong .
"Air splitting fist, I thought you knew it," said Wang Yao .
"Air splitting fist? The one documented in Quanjing?" asked Zhou Xiong in surprise .
"Yes, don't tell me you haven't practiced it before," replied Wang Yao .
"Of course, I've practiced it before, but not as fiercely as what you did," said Zhou Xiong .
He was very familiar with the Kung Fu documented in Quanjing and remembered almost every single description . He had also practiced most of the techniques documented in Quanjing, so he was quite familiar with them . He knew about the air splitting fist which valued conception instead of formation .
"I learned it from Quanjing," said Wang Yao .