Chapter 201 Dispelling Blood Stasis and Activating Blood Circulation, Relaxing Tendons and Dredging Collaterals

Ever since he had this ability and made friends with those dignitaries, the family had never stopped smoking, drinking, and tea. He had no choice but to drink tea. Naturally, smoking and drinking should be filial to the old man.

"Xiao Yao, Mom has something to ask you." After eating, Zhang Xiufang said while clearing the table.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"Your uncle called me in the afternoon and wanted to ask you to see a doctor."

"Who?" Wang Yao asked after hearing this.

"A vice president of his company, surnamed Yuan."

"No." Wang Yao refused without hesitation.

"Did you forget where my third uncle came out?" Wang Yao smiled and said, "If it's my sister-in-law's family, I can go and see, but those people can't."

Colleagues in the company, friends at the wine table, can't keep their mouths shut.

The last time his third uncle brought Mr. Zhang to see a doctor was still fresh in his memory, and he didn't want to experience the same thing twice.

"Forget it." Hearing what her son said, Zhang Xiuying was also a little worried, and decided to tell his uncle directly.

Wang Fenghua on the side didn't say anything, and he didn't want his son to take over this matter, but he really didn't feel comfortable expressing his opinion on this matter.

After eating, before eight o'clock, Wang Yao was preparing to go up the mountain when Wang Mingbao came home.

"Well, why are you back?" Wang Yao made a pot of tea for him.

"Look at my grandpa and grandma,

Stay here overnight. "His family's old house is still here, and his grandpa and grandma also help clean up when they are free, and Wang Mingbao will come back once a week or two each.

"Why are you worried?" Wang Yao asked looking at Wang Mingbao's sullen look.

"Well, my old man told me about a marriage." Wang Mingbao said.

"Is this a good thing?" Wang Yao smiled after hearing this.

"What a fart!" Wang Mingbao took a sip of tea, "I've seen that girl before, but I don't like it."

"If you don't like it, you just refuse it?"

"My dad's comrade-in-arms, I guess I'm embarrassed." Wang Mingbao lit a cigarette and took two puffs.

"Has this been mentioned before?"

"It seems to have been mentioned before."

"I guess this matter became clear after uncle mentioned the mayor?" Wang Yao said with a smile, "The girl's father is not an ordinary person, right?"

"It seems to be the director of some bureau."

Matched.

Wang Yao thought of this word.

"How does that girl feel about you?"

"It's okay." Wang Mingbao thought for a while and said.

Wang Mingbao is tall and strong, and has a masculine appearance, which is very masculine, which is very attractive to some girls. Besides, he has a good family background and has his own career. It is estimated that girls who are not mentally ill will fall in love with him.

"It's not easy, as long as the girl doesn't like you."

"Why didn't she like it?" Wang Mingbao's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"Do you still need me to teach you? It stands to reason that you should have more experience than me. Besides, marriage is a lifetime thing. You might as well talk to uncle directly." Wang Yao said.

What matchmaker's words, parents' order. That was how many years ago!

"Okay, I'll come to chat with you, I feel much happier, and I'm leaving."

"Come on, I'm going up the mountain too."

The two left the house together.

When they were about to leave, Wang Mingbao stopped and looked up at the pitch-black mountains.

"You are not afraid of walking alone on the mountain road." This is not the first time he has asked this question.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. In fact, the night in this mountain is very beautiful!" Wang Yao said.

"Where is it beautiful?" Wang Mingbao listened.

"The starry sky is high and far away." Wang Yao raised his finger to the sky, "The mountains are quiet and the breeze is gentle." Ping pointed to the mountains and forests.

"Where is it not beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" Wang Mingbao smiled after hearing this, he had convinced his buddy, this could be considered beautiful.

"gone."

"Slower."

Wang Mingbao turned into an alley and went back to rest in his old house. Wang Yao walked along the main road in the middle of the village to the south of the mountain village. The cement hardened roadside was replaced by sand and soil. He continued to move forward, and the mountain road began to bend. Looking back, The lights in the mountain village behind him were lit up, and the voices of almost everyone nearby could be heard.

Wang Yao's figure suddenly became faster, and dust flew up from the ground.

the wind whispers in the ear,

The winding mountain road is like walking on the flat ground, and in the dark night, it looks like daytime.

His stature is like flying, even on the way up the mountain, he does not lose half a point, but in a short time he reaches the top of Nanshan, in front of the hut.

The earth dog came out of the kennel early when he heard the sound, and waited outside.

"Three delicacies are good."

The hut was lit up, and the dark mountain was a little yellower.

The sound of chanting resounded, and drifted far away with the breeze in this silent night.

The next morning, the sky was clear.

After finishing his practice, Wang Yao simply made some breakfast, and after eating, he began to cook "Tongluo San".

Ancient spring water, Baicao pot, mountain firewood, medicinal herbs, everything is ready.

Make a fire and crackle when the firewood burns.

A section of black vine, black as iron, very tough.

Put it in water, it will not rot for a long time.

The mountain spring water was gurgling and boiling.

Wang Yao was not in a hurry, he added some firewood from time to time, and then looked at the changes in the medicinal soup.

With the passage of time, the black vine began to change, gradually softened, and the color also became lighter, and the medicinal power was gradually integrated into the Daoyao Tang. The color of the medicinal soup also changed, turning into the color of coffee.

Add more firewood to keep the medicinal soup boiling.

"This black vine is as tough as iron, so it was the first to join it."

Seeing that the heat is almost over. Wang Yao took other medicinal materials.

Ephedra, angelica, yellow arrow... herbs are added blindly.

Purple rain, a leaf, with purple spots, like rain.

Guiyuan integrates the medicinal power of various medicinal materials into one.

The medicinal soup finally turned purple and exuded a unique fragrance.

"It's done!"

Take the medicine soup away from the flame, let it cool down and pack it up.

"In the afternoon, call Zhou Xiong and his son over."

After tidying up, he called Zhou Xiong and asked him to bring Zhou Wukang over in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, after lunch, just as Wang Yao went up the mountain on his front foot, Zhou Xiong took his son up the mountain on his back foot.

"Doctor Wang."

"Hello, Uncle."

"Okay, come in and sit down."

After the father and son entered the room and sat for a while, Wang Yao took out the "Tongluo Powder" that had just been brewed. Poured a small glass.

"Drink it."

"Okay." Zhou Wukang took the teacup and drank it down.

After he drank the medicinal soup, Wang Yao immediately massaged his torso, focusing on the withered left arm.

After a while, Zhou Wukang's left arm was glowing red.

"how do you feel?"

"It's a bit hot, and it seems like something is moving inside." The child said.

Well, Wang Yao continued to follow the direction of the meridian on his left arm after hearing this.

After a while, he stopped, and then called Zhou Wukang's pulse, and then continued to massage and massage, repeating this several times. Zhou Xiong stood nervously by the side, seeing his son's arms were red and sweat appeared on his forehead, but he was powerless and kept rubbing his hands aside.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a bit." Zhou Wukang nodded.

"Then take a rest first."

Wang Yao stopped.

Sometimes, pain is also a good thing, at least it means that the child still has feeling on his arm and is not completely dead.

After this treatment, it took several hours, and the sun outside was already hanging on the top of the mountain.

"Okay, take him back to rest, his arm may hurt a little, don't use painkillers, don't apply cold water."

Wang Yao didn't give the medicine to his father and son, he wanted to wait two days to see the effect of the medicine.

"Thank you, Doctor Wang."

"Thank you uncle."

Zhou Xiong and his son hurriedly expressed their thanks.

"Take him to see in two days."

"OK."

After Zhou Xiong and his son went down the mountain, Wang Yao also recorded the whole treatment process.

"Xiaokang, what do you think?" After going down the mountain, Zhou Xiong was a little worried about his child's situation.

"Dad, I feel that my arm has been getting hot, as if something is drilling in it."

"Drill?"

"En." Zhou Wukang said.

"Does that hurt?"

"It hurts a little, but I can bear it."

"Good boy." Zhou Xiong patted his son's head.

"Hopefully it works."

will be useful.

Wang Yao looked out of the window, the prescription provided by the system contained three spirit herbs, it would be a strange thing if there was no electricity effect.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, and when he picked it up, it was Pan Jun who was calling.

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