Chapter 556 Stealing Medicine

The next morning, when the sun rose, the firewood in the hut was lit.

"Having this spring water is different from the Baicao Pot." Wang Yao sighed.

If he had been in Dali a few days ago, and he had brewed those potions under such conditions, it would have been much easier and more effective.

There was the sound of crackling firewood burning in the mountain hut, and the smell of medicine gradually wafted out of the hut.

Blindly adding traditional Chinese medicine, the color of the medicinal soup gradually changes, and the taste also changes.

A cup of tea, staring at the medicine pot on the flame.

Time passed quietly amidst the burning of the flame.

Down the mountain, outside the medical hall.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" In the morning, Wang Zecheng had already been here twice. If he wasn't from the same village and knew Wang Yao's temper, he would have gone directly to his home.

"It's okay that the medicine is expensive, why do you have no sense of time!" He muttered as he returned home this time.

"Did you buy the medicine?" asked his wife.

"No, he's not in the hospital."

"I've been here twice, shall I go again in the afternoon?"

"okay."

On the mountain, in the medicine field, Wang Yao put the first batch of medicine that had been brewed into the white porcelain bottle prepared in advance, then packed it up and went down the mountain.

He was going to brew the rest of the tranquilizing medicine at night, so after lunch, he came to the medical hall. Not long after he sat down, he heard a knock on the door outside, and then someone pushed Entering the door, the person who came was Wang Zecheng.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Well, my dad's medicine is used up, when do you think we can get another one?" Wang Zecheng said.

"Oh, sorry." Wang Yao said after hearing this, "He actually forgot about it."

"In this way, I will make a pair in the afternoon and send it to you in the evening."

"Send it home?" Wang Zecheng was taken aback.

"right,

By the way, show it to Uncle Yilong. "Wang Yao said.

"Okay, well, there is something I would like to ask you to pay attention to." Wang Zecheng said.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't mention how much the medicine costs in front of my family. I told my dad that the medicine costs about a hundred yuan. If I let him know that a medicine costs so much, I guess he won't need it." Wang Zecheng said.

"You think carefully, okay, I will write it down."

"Hey, okay, here's the deposit." Wang Zecheng put down the five thousand yuan first, then turned around and left the clinic.

"Hey, why did I overlook the matter of bargaining!" He didn't realize until he was out the door that he had forgotten the other purpose of coming this time.

For some reason, he felt a little nervous when he saw Wang Yao.

"Really, let's talk about it next time!"

He loves money, but loves his father even more.

"Seeing that his mentality has completely changed, yes, make another medicine." Wang Yao said.

But this time he didn't go up the mountain, but boiled it directly in the medical hall. Except for the "star anise tree", the other medicinal materials used were common medicinal materials, but it was not ordinary when it came to Wang Yao's place, because most of them were On Nanshan Mountain, in the medicine field, it is nourished day and night by the aura between the heavens and the earth gathered by the "Spirit Gathering Formation". The wild medicinal materials in the deep mountains and old forests are also much stronger.

Dali is thousands of miles away.

Han Zhigao came out of the room cautiously, sweat dripping down his face.

"How is it?" Han Zhiyu who was waiting outside asked.

"Stolen!" He whispered.

Today, taking advantage of the big brother's inattention, they stole a little each of the three medicines left by Wang Yao.

"That's all?" Han Zhiyu said, looking at the small amount of medicine in the small plastic bag.

"I'm afraid that if I vote too much, my brother will find out and suspect us."

"Okay, one o'clock is one o'clock, you go to the medicine king?" Han Zhiyu said.

"Success, I'll go!" Han Zhigao said. "I'm leaving right away."

"Okay, wait a minute, store these medicines in ice cubes, so as not to spoil them after getting them, then the gains outweigh the losses." Han Zhiyu said.

"Okay, I know, I'll go first."

"Slow down on the road."

Han Zhigao drove away from Dali with the three medicines stolen from home.

In the Han family, Han Xing looked at the place where the medicine was stored and stood there quietly.

"Hey!" After a long time, he sighed.

He was the one who put the medicine, so it couldn't be seen that it had been tampered with.

"Hope it works!"

Things have come to this point, what can he say if he is his own brother?

On the other side, Han Zhigao drove out very fast.

In the evening, he went to an unknown small town in southern Yunnan. The road was rough and difficult to walk.

"Grandma, what's wrong, I can't live in a good city, but I have to live in such a remote mountain village!" He muttered in a low voice while driving.

Even after becoming famous, "Miaojiang Medicine King" still lives in his own village and seldom sees doctors. This habit has been maintained for decades. The Miaojiang generation wants to invite him to see many patients, but they can invite people who can move him out of the mountain. rare.

Because he arrived late, several hotels in the village were full, so he could only spend the night in the car.

That's right, there are three hotels in this small mountain village, but they are all fully booked on weekdays, because people from several provinces in Miaojiang come here every day to ask Yaowang to see a doctor. If there are too many people coming, they will naturally have to be ranked. Han Zhigao When I came here once, I heard a villager mention that the longest person has been waiting here for more than two months. He knows this, and he finally got the number. He was in a bad mood when he met the medicine king. , I had to wait, wait until he was in a good mood, but he didn't know why he had something to go out again, so he had to wait, it's okay not to wait, let this opportunity go, and continue to wait. This is a bit like queuing up to get a number at a bank, and the number expires and becomes invalid.

"Hey, really, suffer!" Han Zhigao said.

In fact, there are still situations like his. Looking around, there are at least fifty or sixty cars parked in this village.

The night gradually fell.

On Nanshan, Wang Yao was brewing the third medicine for today.

The medicine brewed for Chen Ying's younger brother can calm the mind and calm the soul.

It is boiled at night, which also means to calm the mind at night.

The lights on the hut were not extinguished until late at night.

In the morning, the sun rises as usual.

The villagers in the jungle began to get busy. People in this village are very grateful to the "Miaojiang Medicine King", because when people in Fanzhi village seek medical treatment from their masters and apprentices, they don't charge a penny, and because they are in the village, there are many people who come to see the doctor, so they don't have to pay for it. They bring a lot of economic income, which is much easier than farming or going to the mountains to collect herbs.

After staying in the car all night, Han Zhigao, who was sore all over his body, carefully took off the box containing the three small samples of medicine, then hugged him in his arms, locked the car, and came to a corner of the village. Outside the bamboo building, a two-story bamboo building, there is a small courtyard outside, but the fence is one person high, and you can enter it with one jump.

There are already seven or eight people waiting outside, very quiet, very self-conscious, they are queuing up, and everyone has a bamboo sign with a number engraved on it.

"I hope Yao Wang will be in a better mood today." Someone said softly.

"Yeah, I've been waiting here for five days."

They waited until nine o'clock before the staff of the bamboo building opened, and a man in his thirties came out of it. He was of medium height, with a thin body, long and thin cheeks, and looked very energetic.

"Today, six people, come in one by one." The man's voice was not loud.

"Ah, just keep it!" Someone underground muttered softly after hearing this.

"You are content, I haven't watched any of them for several days."

After speaking, the man turned around and was about to enter the bamboo building.

"Please wait." A voice came from behind.

"Ok?"

All eyes were on Han Zhigao. He didn't have that special number plate. If he queued up here according to the rules, it would probably take at least ten days.

"I want to see Yao Wang alone."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Well, can I tell you about the situation alone."

The man stared at Han Zhigao for a minute, then nodded.

"Thank you." Han Zhigao carried the box into the small courtyard, then went up to the bamboo building, and came to the middle-aged man. Talked to him a few words, opened the box, and then entered the bamboo building.