Elixir Supplier

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Since Wang Yao obtained the system and made friends with people of high social status, he had received a lot of packs of cigarettes, bottles of good wine, and teas as presents. He only liked the teas. As for the cigarettes and wine, Wang Yao gave all of those to his father.

"Yao, I need to ask you something," said Zhang Xiuying as she was tidying up the table after dinner.

"What is it?" asked Wang Yao.

"Your uncle rang me this afternoon. He wants you to see a patient," said Zhang Xiuying.

"Which patient?" asked Wang Yao.

"One of the managers from his company, whose surname is Yuan," replied Zhang Xiuying.

"I don't want to see him," said Wang Yao without hesitation.

"You forgot what happened to dad's youngest brother?" Wang Yao continued, "If the patient was a family member of my uncle's wife, I could go and see him, but not those people from his company."

Colleagues and strangers would never keep any secrets for you.

Wang Yao still remembered that his youngest uncle brought Mr. Zhang from his company to him. He didn't want to experience the same thing again.

"That's fine," said Zhang Xiuying. She was also worried that it could bring trouble to her son, so she decided to turn her brother down.

Although Wang Fenghua didn't say anything, he didn't want his son to see those strangers. He kept silent because it was related to his wife's brother.

By the time Wang Yao was ready to go back to Nanshan hill after dinner, Wang Mingbao had come to visit him. It was almost 8 pm.

"Hey, how come you are here?" Wang Yao made Wang Mingbao a pot of tea.

"I came to see my grandparents and am going to stay tonight," said Wang Mingbao. Wang Mingbao hadn't sold his old house in the village. His grandparents sometimes went to his old house to tidy things up. Wang Mingbao went there once every week or two weeks.

"You don't look happy. What's going on?" asked Wang Yao as Wang Mingbao looked a bit upset.

"Well, my dad wants me to marry some girl," said Wang Mingbao.

"Haha, that's a good thing!" Wang Yao laughed.

"No good!" Wang Mingbao took a sip of the tea. "I've seen that girl. I don't like her."

"Why didn't you just decline?" asked Wang Yao.

"She's my dad's old friend's daughter. It is hard for me to decline." Wang Mingbao took two long pulls of his cigarette.

"Has your dad mentioned it to you before?" asked Wang Yao.

"I think so," said Wang Mingbao.

"I guess your dad didn't make the decision of you marrying her until he became the mayor of the town," said Wang Yao with a smile. "And that girl's dad shouldn't be an ordinary person, right?"

"No, he's the chief of some bureau," said Wang Mingbao.

Perfect match.

Wang Yao thought about the phrase.

"What does that girl think of you?" asked Wang Yao.

"She seems to like me," said Wang Mingbao after thinking for a moment.

Wang Mingbao was very tall, strong, and masculine. Some girls were really into men like him. In addition, Wang Mingbao was from a decent family and had his own business. Most normal girls would still be interested in him.

"It's simple, just make that girl dislike you," said Wang Yao.

"How am I going to make her dislike me?" Wang Mingbao's eyes lit up.

"Don't tell me you need me to teach you how to make a girl dislike you. You should have more experience with girls than me. In addition, marriage is a very serious thing; you could be with the person for the rest of your life. I think you should tell your dad your thoughts," suggested Wang Yao.

Making a match by your parents' orders or a match-maker's advice was really out of date!

"Okay, I just wanted to vent. Now I feel much better. Gotta go," said Wang Mingbao.

"I've got to go, too. Gotta go back to Nanshan hill," said Wang Yao.

The two of them went out together.

Before they separated, Wang Mingbao stopped and took a look at Nanshan hill in the dark.

"Are you really not scared walking back alone?" It was not the first time Wang Mingbao asked this question.

"Why should I be scared? I think the view of Nanshan hill in the dark is very pretty," said Wang Yao.

"Pretty? Are you kidding me?" said Wang Mingbao.

"Look, the stars are high and far." Wang Yao pointed at the sky. "The hill is so quiet and peaceful, and the wind is soft." He then pointed at the hill. "Every bit of the hill is pretty; don't you think so?"

"No!" said Wang Mingbao with a smile. He really couldn't understand why on earth his best friend would find Nanshan hill was pretty.

"Gotta go," said Wang Yao.

"Take care, see you!" said Wang Mingbao.

He went down a road which led to his old house. Wang Yao followed the road in the middle of the village and reached the south side of the village. The concrete gradually became mud and sand. As Wang Yao continued to walk, the path started to become winding. He turned his head to have another look at his village. The lights in the houses were still on, and he could still hear people talking in some houses nearby.

Wang Yao suddenly sped up; the dust was flying around him.

The wind was whispering into his ears.

Wang Yao walked extremely fast on the winding pathway up the hill as though he were walking on flat land. He could see things around him clearly in the dark as though it were daylight.

His body was light, and he didn't slow down when walking up the hill. Soon, he had arrived at his cottage.

San Xian had heard his footsteps already. He was waiting for Wang Yao outside the cottage.

"Hi, San Xian!" said Wang Yao.

He turned the light on in the cottage. Suddenly, there was a yellow dot of light on the dark hill.

He started to read scriptures out loud. His voice went away far with the wind in the quiet night.

It was nice and sunny the next morning.

Wang Yao had a simple breakfast after finishing his breathing exercises. Then, he started to brew Blood Deblocking decoction.

He had ancient spring water, a multifunctional pot, firewood, and herbs ready. He then started a fire which made cracking sounds.

Wang Yao picked up a piece of polygonum vine, which was as black as iron and extremely strong. He put it inside the water. The polygonum vine wouldn't become soft even it was cooked for a long time.

The ancient spring water was boiling. Wang Yao was in no hurry. He added firewood into the fire from time to time and observed the changes of the liquid.

As time passed by, the polygonum vine eventually started to change and became soft. Its color also became lighter, as it slowly melted into the decoction. The color of the decoction also changed to dark brown, like coffee.

Wang Yao added more firewood into the fire to keep the water boiling.

The polygonum vine is as strong as iron, so it was put into the water first.

When the polygonum vine almost melted into the decoction, Wang Yao started to add other herbs into the decoction.

Ephedra, angelica, sealwort...Wang Yao added each herb into the decoction.

Ziyu had purple spots on its leaves, like purple rain. Guiyuan could glue the effects of all the herbs together in the decoction.

The decoction eventually became fuchsia and had a unique smell.

Done!

Wang Yao removed the pot from the fire and poured it into a porcelain bottle after it had cooled down.

I should ask Zhou Xiong and his son to come here this afternoon.

After Wang Yao had tidied up the room, he called Zhou Xiong to ask him to take Zhou Wukang to Nanshan hill in the afternoon.

As soon as Wang Yao returned to Nanshan hill after lunch, Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang came to see him.

"Hello, Dr. Wang," said Zhou Xiong.

"Hello, Uncle Wang," said Zhou Wukang.

"Hello, please come in," said Wang Yao.

After Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang stayed in the cottage for a short while, Wang Yao took out the Blood Deblocking decoction and poured some into a small cup.

"Drink it," said Wang Yao.

"Sure." Zhou Wukang took the cup and drank the decoction up.

After he had taken the decoction, Wang Yao started to massage him straight away. He massaged his torso first, focusing on the left side as his left arm was affected. He then massaged Zhou Wukang's left arm.

Zhou Wukang's left arm soon became red.

"How do you feel?" asked Wang Yao.

"I feel warm in my left arm, and something inside seems to be moving," said Zhou Wukang.

"I see." Wang Yao continued to massage his left arm following the meridians.

After a while, Wang Yao checked Zhou Wukang's pulse. Then, he continued to massage Zhou Wukang's arm. He repeated the process several times. Zhou Xiong stood next to his son watching him being treated anxiously, as Zhou Wukang was sweating on his forehead and his left arm became red. Zhou Xiong couldn't do anything to help his son. He kept wringing his hands.

"Are you in pain?" asked Wang Yao.

"Just a little bit." Zhou Wukang nodded.

"Let's take a break then," said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao stopped the massage.

Sometimes, pain was a good thing because it indicated that Zhou Wukang still had some feelings in his left arm. It was not completely dead.

After several hours of treatment, it was sunset already.

"Done! You can take him back to rest. He will probably still feel pain in his left arm, but don't use painkillers, just apply ice pack on his arm," said Wang Yao.

Wang Yao hadn't given all the decoction to Zhou Xiong and his son. He wanted to wait for a few days to see whether it worked.

"Thank you, Dr. Wang," said Zhou Xiong.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang," said Zhou Wukang.

Zhou Xiong and his son thanked Wang Yao sincerely.

"Bring him back in two days," said Wang Yao.

"Okay," said Zhou Xiong.

Wang Yao documented the treatment session after Zhou Xiong and Zhou Wukang had left.

"Kang, how do you feel?" Zhou Xiong was a bit worried about his son after they had left Nanshan hill.

"Dad, I feel warm in my left arm, and something seems to be drilling in my arm," said Zhou Wukang.

"Drilling?" asked Zhou Xiong.

"Yes," said Zhou Wukang.

"Is it painful?" asked Zhou Xiong.

"Just a little bit, but I can put up with it," said Zhou Wukang.

"Good boy." Zhou Xiong touched his son's head gently.

"I hope the treatment is going to work," said Zhou Wukang.

It will work, thought Zhou Xiong.

Wang Yao was looking at his herbal field through the window. The formula provided by the system contained three licorice roots. It would be surprising if the formula didn't work.

Suddenly, Wang Yao's phone started to ring. Wang Yao took out his phone and found Pan Jun's name on it.