Elixir Supplier

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

In such cold winter, everything was withering but the herbal field was full of life. He was familiar with most of the herbs and he was also familiar with their growing characteristics. Unlike the evergreen pine trees, they should all be withered at this moment. However, they were still green, which was different from natural conditions. The trees used for the five lines method even had leaves in the winter.

It could be described as a miracle. It was in a remote village, on a normal hill.

What kind of person was he? Why did he have such powerful abilities?

They did not stay on the hill for a long time. They left shortly afterwards.

"Uncle He, what do you think about? You have been in a trance since we went from hill?" Guo Zhenghe asked with a smile.

"Nothing." He Qisheng shook his head.

"Are you thinking about the previous thing? Wang Yao is so powerful!" said Guo Zhenghe seriously."

"Yes."

"Can we rope him in?" Guo Zhenghe changed his demeanor. The sunshine and naive expression were gone, and it was replaced by a mature and stable one. He was even circumspect and farsighted, which was not common for his age.

Only those who were familiar with him knew that it was the real Mr. Guo.

"My lady has promised that we won't interrupt his peaceful life for saving you," said He Qisheng.

"Sister is too straight and soft," said Guo Zhenghe with a smile.

He Qisheng was silent and frowned. He regretted taking this young man here.

"Is Grandpa better?"

"Yes, he is."

"Okay. The most dangerous time has passed. It should be our showtime. It is a pity that everything should be step-by-step. It is so boring to be with those guys at college. I want to graduate earlier!" said Guo Zhenghe.

The conversation could only be heard by them.

Before leaving, He Qisheng looked at the hill and the cottage. He wanted to say to the young man who was in the vehicle, "Stop having bad ideas for Wang Yao," but he did not say it out loud since it was not his place to do so.

Maybe, I should tell my lady.

He felt that this young man would not be level-headed. He was normally calm, but anything would be possible if someone angered him. He must be very powerful for something special to prevent him from any danger.

When the customers left, Wang Yao started to think about his mission. He found the process of the mission when opening the system panel.

Mission: Gain the recognition of ten people within ten days (patients or their families).

You must not go to visit them and there must be no repeats. The mission completion is (3/10).

There were only three people? What happened? So the medicine I gave to Tian Yuantu worked? Wang Yao thought about such a reasonable explanation.

He could not visit patients but he could expose some information about himself. The news that he could cure others should be released and his relatives and his friends would be the first step.

At the time, only his family and Tian Yuantu knew that he could cure others since he was afraid of trouble, but he had to think about it for the mission. He could expose the news properly but only those who he believed should be informed would know. There was no other choice; his field was magical. Others would know that it was magic because the herbs were green even in the winter, so it would be better if less people knew about it.

"Who could be the first one?"

…

At night, there were guests in his home when he came back. He knew all of them since they were his relatives—his uncle and aunt.

"Hi Uncle, hi Auntie."

"Ah. Yao is back."

"Your aunt feels pain in her abdomen. You should take a check," said Zhang Xiuying.

"What?" Wang Yao was shocked.

"Didn't you say that you could treat others? I met your aunt this afternoon. She said that she feels pain in her abdomen but they found nothing at the hospital in town. She always feels the pain. You should have a look."

"Okay!" Wang Yao happily agreed. He was still thinking about his mission and here an opportunity came to him so soon.

"Aunt, let me feel your pulse."

"Okay."

Checking the pulse in the morning was easier and more accurate than at night since the pulse was fainter then. Certainly, some Chinese medicine doctors with skill would be the exception. Wang Yao had learned the method to feeling a pulse but he had not done it at night yet. This was his first time.

"Aunt, does your stomach feel cold and do you have diarrhea often?" Wang Yao asked her when he felt the pulse carefully.

"Yes."

"What kind of special things have you eaten these past two days?"

"Nothing special!" she replied after thinking.

"Your aunt likes spicy food; she has not avoided any food these days," Zhang Xiuying said.

"Okay."

Wang Yao had figured it out.

"I will go make medicine and you can come here next midday," Said Wang Yao.

"Okay. Thank you, Yao."

"You are welcome."

The couple sat for a while and then they left.

"Do you think that Yao is reliable or not?" Wang Yao's aunt said when they left.

"You are the one who wanted to come here," The man said. "He just plants herbs on the hill so it would be impossible for him to dispense medicine. That is just nonsense."

"So should we come here tomorrow?"

"Of course. We are family, we should not embarrass one another. You should not listen to your aunt," Wang Yao's uncle said.

"Yes," Wang Yao's aunt replied.

Wang Yao went to the hill when the couple had left. According to the pulse he felt, he knew which medicine to dispense when he arrived back at his cottage.

Decoct medicine tomorrow, Wang Yao thought.

The next morning, Wang Yao dispensed a dose of medicine with the formula he chose yesterday when he finished working in the field and exercising his Qi.

According to the knowledge that the system gave him and from the books that he read recently, he could dispense medicine for common diseases. That's why he was able to diagnose and cure his father of the throat inflammation he had.