Elixir Supplier

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

The middle-aged man opened the door and came in to get a consultation for his father. He softly said, “My dad has headaches recently. Please take a look at him.”

Wang Yao looked at the old man carefully. His complexion was dull, his eyes were dim eyes, and his breathing was irregular.

“Have you recently stayed in hospital?” he asked.

“Oh, yes I have because of thrombus,” the old man said.

“How long was it? A month?” Wang Yao asked.

“Slightly more than a month,” the old man said.

Wang Yao checked his pulse and said, “You haven’t had a good rest lately. Can you sleep at night?”

“No. Because the headaches are so severe, I cannot sleep well,” the old man said.

The middle-aged man had gone to the big hospital with his father, but the effect had not been ideal. A friend from the province had told him there was a doctor in the area who specialize in treating headaches. After considering his options, especially since it was hundreds of miles away and his father did not travel well, he decided to take his father to the village doctor.

The old man soon rubbed his head again. The headache was again acting up.

Wang Yao took out a bag from which pulled out a silver needle. He inserted it into the old man. His headache instantly stopped.

“Oh, no pain!” The old man was shocked.

His son was also surprised. In the beginning, they were skeptical about Wang Yao’s medical skills since he was so young. The immediate headache relief dispelled most of their doubts. They knew he was a competent expert. At the very least, among the doctors they had seen, no one else had the ability to instantly stop the old man’s headache.

The old man’s illness was multifaceted. His body was in poor condition. He was prone to insomnia, which often led to head discomfort. Moreover, he had just stayed in the hospital. In fact, the blood clot in his head was not completely cured. There were still hidden dangers. The blood flow in his head was not smooth, which created other situations. These reasons added up to his current headache and the potential for a more severe blood clot.

Wang Yao explained this to the old man and his son.

“Doctor, can you help?” the middle-aged man asked.

“It can be cured, but the drug is very expensive,” Wang Yao said.

“That is no problem,” the middle-aged man said.

His friend had told him it might cost a lot before he came. He also had said that the doctor had a lot of rules for seeing patients.

“OK, I will give you acupuncture and massage first,” Wang Yao said.

He took a closer look and then pulled the needle out. The old man did not feel the headache. Wang Yao began to massage the old man’s head.

The old man felt very comfortable. His head was warm. He even felt a little drowsy.

Wang Yao steadily inserted the needles. After a while, the old man’s head was filled with more than a dozen silver needles. The middle-aged man stood to the side, holding his breath.

Wang Yao’s approach had completely changed the man’s impression of traditional Chinese medicine. In his view, Chinese medical practitioners were mostly people older than 50. As Chinese medical practitioners, it was important to have ample experience. After seeing Wang Yao, he realized that excellent students could be teachers in spite of the short-term learning process.

After the end of the acupuncture treatment, Wang Yao gave the old man a massage. He gave them the medicine and said, “Take the medicine tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you,” the old man said.

After paying the doctor’s fee, the father and son left.

“Dad, how are you feeling?” the middle-aged man asked.

“I’m very comfortable,” the old man said. “My head feels warm.”

The car left the village. Wang Yao sat in the clinic and looked out at the sky. He heard the sound of the system prompts and knew it was upgraded.

[Character level: 8]

[Professional level: Pharmacist. Yes, it’s still primary. Work hard. You have been making progress.]

[Reward: A pack of herbal seeds.]

9Zibeilongya: To solve the snake and worm poison, remove the evil spirits from the chest and belly and ease the nerves._

It was also a middle-level spiritual grass.

Wang Yao smiled. With one more skill point, he added a little more to the pharmaceutical technique. In an instant, a large amount of knowledge poured into his own mind. It was like he was being filled with wisdom. This time, the knowledge was different from before. It was the worm-stone.

In the “Compendium of Materia Medica,” there were the “Golden Stone Department” and “Bug Department.” These things had been known by Wang Yao, so he was not surprised. But, the amount of knowledge that burst into it was very gratifying.

On the road from the mountain village to Lianshan County, a luxury car was smoothly driving along

“Xiaofeng, I will sleep,” an old man said. He felt drowsy. “Wake me when we arrive there.”

“I will, Dad,” the middle-aged man said.

After a while, the old man started to snore. He seemed to be exhausted and slept very sweetly.

His son thought, That doctor is really good! Dad should be cured soon! Who would have thought that such a small county, in such a small mountain village, was actually hiding such a person?

In Jing thousands of miles away…

“Director Cheng, how is my son’s illness?” Hou Shida’s mother asked.

“Ah, our initial diagnosis is that it was caused by poor blood flow in the abdomen and head,” Director Cheng replied.

“Can it be cured?” she asked.

“We need to have a meeting to discuss it because this situation is very rare,” Director Cheng said.

“OK, I will leave it to you,” Hou Shida’s mother said.

“You are welcome,” Director Cheng said. “I suggest that you ask Dr. Li to come over and have a look at him. Maybe Chinese medicine has better treatment methods.”

In the ward, a young man was screaming, “Ah, it hurts, hurts!”

Hou Shida had severe pain in his head and stomach. It was as if there were worms crawling inside his body biting him. It was unbearable.

After his mother came out of the doctor’s office, she went to the ward. She was shocked to see her son’s appearance. She went back to the doctor’s office to urge him to relieve her son’s pain.

“We have already given him so many painkillers,” the doctor said. “It cannot go on this way or he will become addicted.”

“I cannot just watch him be tortured,” Hou Shida’s mother said.

The doctor agreed to give him more painkillers but thought, She is destroying her son by spoiling him.

After her son calmed down, the woman prepared to leave. She briefly spoke to her son about contacting Dr. Li for a visit. On her way out, she came across another son.

“Mom, is he getting better?” her son asked.

“It’s still the same,” she replied. “He hurts so badly. I am going to ask Li Shengrong to come and see him.”

“I am going with you, can I?” her son asked.

“That will be fine,” the woman said.

“How could he suddenly get such a strange disease?” her second asked.

“It is because of the Suns,” his mother said.

“It can’t be,” her son said. “Wouldn’t that be too obvious?!”

“That is what Shida said,” his mother said.

“Well, we have to make an inquiry carefully,” her son said.

“Even if it wasn’t them, it must be relevant to them,” his mother said.

…

Two women had come to the Sun family and told them about Hou Shida’s situation.

“Suddenly burst?” Sun Yunsheng asked.

“Correct,” the woman replied.

After providing some more details, the two girls were paid to keep it a secret and left.

“In that case, the person who gave us the material is probably the one who suddenly injured Hou,” Sun Yunsheng said.

“Maybe, what we have to do now is to find this person,” his subordinate said. “The monitoring has been checked. I can’t see the person’s face, and the figure is very vague. It’s as if the person is covered with a layer of fog.”

“It’s weird,” Sun Yunsheng said. “Where is this person? Does this person want to help us or harm us?”

…

On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao chose the right place in the medicine field to plant the zibeilongya he had just obtained. It was exceptionally cool on the hill.

After lunch, he returned to his clinic. He only had one patient. It was an old man from the same village who had brought in a child. The child’s stomach hurt, and he had vomited and had diarrhea.

After he gave him a massage, the child’s stomach felt better. Wang Yao still prescribed him some medicine.