What he could do at the moment was to pray that the young man his good friend had recommended could treat his son, even if he could merely alleviate his son's pain.
In the morning of the next day, the sun was warm; it looked to be a good day.
Wang Yao prepared the herbs, gathered wood and raised the fire. The herbs were soaked in the multifunctional pot and the water was slowly coming to a boil. An herbal aroma soon wafted through the cottage. Although it was not the first time, Wang Yao continued to be diligently cautious, meticulously following the formula's decoction process.
Finally, the Regather soup was decocted. He felt a sense of accomplishment every time he decocted a formula, especially one that came from the system.
While Wang Yao was decocting the Regather soup, in Lianshan County, in a hotel where Zhou Xiong and son stayed, there was a visitor.
"Qisheng, you found time to come?"
"I have finished my tasks at that side, and since I have things to do here, I thought I could come and visit you too. How is Kang?" Qisheng had arrived. He and Zhou Xiong were old friends and were indebted to each other. This was why even if he risked irking Wang Yao, he had to tell Zhou Xiong about him.
"Still the same," Zhou Xiong responded.
"He agreed?" Qisheng asked.
"He did, and proposed a treatment plan."
Zhou Xiong told his friend in detail what Wang Yao proposed.
"Okay, it is good that agreed,. He Qisheng was relieved.
"Is he really as good as you said?" Zhou Xiong questioned.
"He is indeed skilled, otherwise I would not have recommended him to you. As to whether he could treat Kang's illness, we would just have to try and see," Qisheng said.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong nodded and lit a cigarette.
"I remembered you did not use to smoke or drink. You started to drink the last time I saw you. This time, you have started to smoke as well?" He Qisheng questioned.
"Yes, an occasional stick or two."
Zhou Xiong was worried about his child and the habits he had cultivated in the past had changed as a result.
"The skills you had before, how much have remained?"
"Well," Zhou Xiong hesitated momentarily, "I won't say 10/10, but I do have quite a bit left!"
As he exclaimed, he emanated an imposing aura, like that of a blazing fire.
"Good that you still have the skills. How are your parents?"
"Good, just that they have been worried about Kang."
He Qisheng was silent for a while before speaking, "He will slowly recover. Before that you better not collapse."
"I will persevere."
...
The next day after decoction of the medicine, Wang Yao called Zhou Xiong and arranged a time to meet him. In the afternoon, he took the formula to Lianshan County. In Zhou Xiong and his son's hotel, he was surprised to see He Qisheng waiting for him.
"Hello," He Qisheng smiled.
"Hey, you are here too?" Wang Yao asked.
"I am here on a business trip and conveniently came to visit them too."
The three of them sat and chatted, the main topic revolving around Kang's health. He Qisheng stayed for about 20 minutes and then left. After he left, Wang Yao took out the Regather soup decoction and gave it to Zhou Xiong.
"I have decocted this for your son. In two days, have him drink this warm six times a day."
"Okay." Zhou Xiong took the porcelain bottle containing the medicine.
In this Regather soup formula, Wang Yao had made provisions for the fact that Kang was a child and hence reduced the contents by half while increasing the frequency of intake. This was in consideration that his body was nowhere as healthy as an adult and would not be able to withstand the effects of the medicine, even though this medicine was supposed to be gentle in its effects.
"Here, Kang, have some."
Zhou Xiong gave the still-warm soup to his son, who drank a cup.
Wang Yao did not leave then but stayed at the hotel for a while. After an hour of taking the medicine, he took the child's pulse.
"Good, this medicine is effective."
Within an hour, he could feel from the pulse that the child's body had changed for the better. This was proof of the efficacy of the system's formulas and it also indicated that his thought process of treating this child was right.
"I will come here three days later. By the way, does he sleep well at night?" Wang Yao asked. Seeing the child's listlessness and eye bags, he surmised that he was unable to rest well due to agony from the illness.
"Yes, due to the illness, his left arm is cold. These years of taking multiple medications have irritated his intestines and caused him to have severe stomach aches, causing sleepless nights," Zhou Xiong replied.
Wang Yao did not say much. He was thinking that some areas of his treatment plan were not well considered and needed to be improved.
"I will think of a way to resolve this. Here are a few matters to take note of. They focus on making changes to his daily lifestyle, please take a look." Wang Yao passed a list of daily lifestyle habits to take note of to Zhou Xiong. This consisted of the items that he could think of in the past three days that could help prevent the illness from worsening, including diet, exercise and other matters. They would also complement his treatment plan,
"Okay, thank you."
After dispensing further advice, Wang Yao left.
"Kang, how do you feel?" Zhou Xiong asked his son after Wang Yao had left.
He still had doubts about Wang Yao's abilities. After all, he was such a young man; how good could his medical skills be? Furthermore, in the period that his son had the illness, he had been searching for doctors everywhere and had met with various situations where some doctors' prescriptions not only didn't help his son's illness but rather caused damage to his son's body and resulted in other illnesses.
"Nothing special, but my body feels warmer."
"Okay, if you feel discomfort, remember to tell me immediately."
"I know, Dad." Zhou Wukang smiled faintly. Even his smile looked bleak and lacked energy.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong ruffled his son's dry hair and forced a smile. He needed to show his son confidence and hope and to believe in life so that he could continue to persist and not give up.
After Wang Yao returned to the village, he rushed up to Nanshan hill into his cottage. Taking out his notebook, he started scribbling and making revisions to his original treatment plan.
What he could do at the moment was to pray that the young man his good friend had recommended could treat his son, even if he could merely alleviate his son's pain.
In the morning of the next day, the sun was warm; it looked to be a good day.
Wang Yao prepared the herbs, gathered wood and raised the fire. The herbs were soaked in the multifunctional pot and the water was slowly coming to a boil. An herbal aroma soon wafted through the cottage. Although it was not the first time, Wang Yao continued to be diligently cautious, meticulously following the formula's decoction process.
Finally, the Regather soup was decocted. He felt a sense of accomplishment every time he decocted a formula, especially one that came from the system.
While Wang Yao was decocting the Regather soup, in Lianshan County, in a hotel where Zhou Xiong and son stayed, there was a visitor.
"Qisheng, you found time to come?"
"I have finished my tasks at that side, and since I have things to do here, I thought I could come and visit you too. How is Kang?" Qisheng had arrived. He and Zhou Xiong were old friends and were indebted to each other. This was why even if he risked irking Wang Yao, he had to tell Zhou Xiong about him.
"Still the same," Zhou Xiong responded.
"He agreed?" Qisheng asked.
"He did, and proposed a treatment plan."
Zhou Xiong told his friend in detail what Wang Yao proposed.
"Okay, it is good that agreed,. He Qisheng was relieved.
"Is he really as good as you said?" Zhou Xiong questioned.
"He is indeed skilled, otherwise I would not have recommended him to you. As to whether he could treat Kang's illness, we would just have to try and see," Qisheng said.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong nodded and lit a cigarette.
"I remembered you did not use to smoke or drink. You started to drink the last time I saw you. This time, you have started to smoke as well?" He Qisheng questioned.
"Yes, an occasional stick or two."
Zhou Xiong was worried about his child and the habits he had cultivated in the past had changed as a result.
"The skills you had before, how much have remained?"
"Well," Zhou Xiong hesitated momentarily, "I won't say 10/10, but I do have quite a bit left!"
As he exclaimed, he emanated an imposing aura, like that of a blazing fire.
"Good that you still have the skills. How are your parents?"
"Good, just that they have been worried about Kang."
He Qisheng was silent for a while before speaking, "He will slowly recover. Before that you better not collapse."
"I will persevere."
...
The next day after decoction of the medicine, Wang Yao called Zhou Xiong and arranged a time to meet him. In the afternoon, he took the formula to Lianshan County. In Zhou Xiong and his son's hotel, he was surprised to see He Qisheng waiting for him.
"Hello," He Qisheng smiled.
"Hey, you are here too?" Wang Yao asked.
"I am here on a business trip and conveniently came to visit them too."
The three of them sat and chatted, the main topic revolving around Kang's health. He Qisheng stayed for about 20 minutes and then left. After he left, Wang Yao took out the Regather soup decoction and gave it to Zhou Xiong.
"I have decocted this for your son. In two days, have him drink this warm six times a day."
"Okay." Zhou Xiong took the porcelain bottle containing the medicine.
In this Regather soup formula, Wang Yao had made provisions for the fact that Kang was a child and hence reduced the contents by half while increasing the frequency of intake. This was in consideration that his body was nowhere as healthy as an adult and would not be able to withstand the effects of the medicine, even though this medicine was supposed to be gentle in its effects.
"Here, Kang, have some."
Zhou Xiong gave the still-warm soup to his son, who drank a cup.
Wang Yao did not leave then but stayed at the hotel for a while. After an hour of taking the medicine, he took the child's pulse.
"Good, this medicine is effective."
Within an hour, he could feel from the pulse that the child's body had changed for the better. This was proof of the efficacy of the system's formulas and it also indicated that his thought process of treating this child was right.
"I will come here three days later. By the way, does he sleep well at night?" Wang Yao asked. Seeing the child's listlessness and eye bags, he surmised that he was unable to rest well due to agony from the illness.
"Yes, due to the illness, his left arm is cold. These years of taking multiple medications have irritated his intestines and caused him to have severe stomach aches, causing sleepless nights," Zhou Xiong replied.
Wang Yao did not say much. He was thinking that some areas of his treatment plan were not well considered and needed to be improved.
"I will think of a way to resolve this. Here are a few matters to take note of. They focus on making changes to his daily lifestyle, please take a look." Wang Yao passed a list of daily lifestyle habits to take note of to Zhou Xiong. This consisted of the items that he could think of in the past three days that could help prevent the illness from worsening, including diet, exercise and other matters. They would also complement his treatment plan,
"Okay, thank you."
After dispensing further advice, Wang Yao left.
"Kang, how do you feel?" Zhou Xiong asked his son after Wang Yao had left.
He still had doubts about Wang Yao's abilities. After all, he was such a young man; how good could his medical skills be? Furthermore, in the period that his son had the illness, he had been searching for doctors everywhere and had met with various situations where some doctors' prescriptions not only didn't help his son's illness but rather caused damage to his son's body and resulted in other illnesses.
"Nothing special, but my body feels warmer."
"Okay, if you feel discomfort, remember to tell me immediately."
"I know, Dad." Zhou Wukang smiled faintly. Even his smile looked bleak and lacked energy.
"Okay." Zhou Xiong ruffled his son's dry hair and forced a smile. He needed to show his son confidence and hope and to believe in life so that he could continue to persist and not give up.
After Wang Yao returned to the village, he rushed up to Nanshan hill into his cottage. Taking out his notebook, he started scribbling and making revisions to his original treatment plan.
