After w.a.n.g Yao had returned to Nanshan hill, he doc.u.mented Secretary Yang's mother's diagnosis in his notebook . He also wrote down a basic treatment plan after thinking for a while .

w.a.n.g Yao had been thinking of how to treat Secretary Yang's mother and what herbs he should use the whole afternoon . He didn't rest until 4 pm .

He walked around Nanshan hill when it was close to dusk .

The trees he planted several weeks ago were growing very well . The leaves on the trees were fresh and green, which made the whole hill more alive .

Several birds twittered and flew close .  

A loud sound from the sky scared the birds away . It was from Da Xia . Since Da Xia settled on Nanshan hill, w.a.n.g Yao hadn't seen any small birds nearby .

After practicing Tai Chi for a while on the top of the hill, w.a.n.g Yao came down and found San Xian was wandering in the herbal field smelling something . The smart dog had been avoiding the herbs since w.a.n.g Yao created the herbal field .

"San Xian, have you found any pests?" asked w.a.n.g Yao .

San Xian looked at w.a.n.g Yao and shook his head .

"Good," said w.a.n.g Yao .

Maybe it was because of them? thought w.a.n.g Yao as he looked at the miasma gra.s.s on the ground . The leaves of miasma gra.s.s were dark green and hard, looking like tiny swords .

"San Xian, what does this herb smell like?" w.a.n.g Yao pointed the miasma gra.s.s to San Xian .

San Xian gave him a weird look .

"Hey, what do you mean by that look?" said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile .

He squatted down and smelled the miasma gra.s.s himself . The smell was actually nice; it had a faint aroma .

"I think it smells nice . Don't you think so?" said w.a.n.g Yao .

Are you stupid? San Xian looked at w.a.n.g Yao in disdain .

When w.a.n.g Yao arrived at home late afternoon, he found cigarettes and bottles of wine on the table .

"Who's been here?" asked w.a.n.g Yao .

"Your Uncle Fenglong . He just came to thank you," said Zhang Xiuying .

"Hey, why did he bring those? We are family . He didn't need to do that," said w.a.n.g Yao .

"I didn't want to accept them, but he insisted and left them on the table . He said he really appreciated you helping his son and preventing him from suffering too much in the hospital," said Zhang Xiuying .

"Is the kid still in the hospital?" asked w.a.n.g Yao .

"No . He has been discharged . Fenglong also brought him here . The kid looks fine . He's a lovely boy," said Zhang Xiuying .

"That's good," said w.a.n.g Yao .

Zhang Xiuying had set up the table, but w.a.n.g Fenghua hadn't arrived at home yet .

"Where is Dad?" asked w.a.n.g Yao .

"He just went out for a walk . He should be home soon," said Zhang Xiuying .

While they were chatting, w.a.n.g Fenghua came home .

"Dinner's ready," said Zhang Xiuying .

w.a.n.g Fenghua told his family that the warehouse belonged to the village production team . It had been rented out and would be used as a processing factory .

"Do you know what they are going to process there?" asked w.a.n.g Yao . He knew already that the warehouse had been rented out, but he didn't know to whom and for what . Even w.a.n.g Mingbao didn't know, which surprised w.a.n.g Yao . After all, w.a.n.g Mingbao's father was the head of the local government in the village . Maybe the only explanation was that w.a.n.g Mingbao's father was too busy to find out what was going on in the warehouse previously belonging to the village production team .

"I heard it is some sort of machinery processing factory . Someone came to clean up the warehouse today," said w.a.n.g Fenghua .

"Why are they doing machinery processing in an isolated village?" said w.a.n.g Yao .

The next morning, several trucks drove into the village, followed by forklifts and cranes . Equipment was loaded down from the truck and moved into the production team warehouse .

"What are these?"

"I'm not sure; maybe they are going to open a small factory . "

"Will they hire people?"

The villagers started to gather around the production team warehouse and gossiped .

. . .

w.a.n.g Yao received an unexpected phone call when he was on Nanshan hill . It was Pan Jun, a doctor from the emergency department of the town hospital . The reason why he called w.a.n.g Yao was that he wanted w.a.n.g Yao to see a special patient in a clinic . He promised that w.a.n.g Yao would get paid for the visit .

A doctor from the town hospital is asking me to see a patient?

w.a.n.g Yao thought for a moment and accepted the request . They arranged a meeting the next morning .

The production team warehouse was still filled with busy people hired by an unknown company . More and more equipment had been moved into the warehouse . The workers were busy connecting power points and laying pipelines . They didn't stop working until midnight .

The next morning around 9 am, w.a.n.g Yao arrived at the clinic where he planned to meet Pan Jun . The clinic was located among a group of apartments with a very common name: Ren He Clinic .

Pan Jun was already there and was surprised to see w.a.n.g Yao's vehicle .

What an expensive car, he thought .

"h.e.l.lo!" greeted Pan Jun .

"h.e.l.lo, Dr . Pan," said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile .

"Please come in," said Pan Jun . He lead w.a.n.g Yao into the clinic .

The clinic had two stories . Most of the clinical rooms were located on the second floor, while the first floor was for patients to get medication . There were quite a few patients in the clinic when w.a.n.g Yao was visiting . Most of the pract.i.tioners in the clinic were experienced doctors, who were hired after retiring from the hospital .

Pan Jun lead w.a.n.g Yao into an empty meeting room .

"Please take a seat," said Pan Jun while making a cup of tea for w.a.n.g Yao . "Here is your cup of tea . "

"Thank you . " w.a.n.g Yao took the cup .

"Just one moment; the patient will arrive soon," said Pan Jun .

"That's fine,"

"The owner of the clinic is my friend . I come here to help whenever I'm available," said Pan Jun .

In fact, the reason why he asked w.a.n.g Yao for help was because he overheard the name "Traditional Chinese Pharmacist" the other day . After doing some research, Pan Jun understood what a Traditional Chinese Pharmacist was . He also witnessed w.a.n.g Yao's ability to treat patients the other day, and so, he started to become curious about w.a.n.g Yao . Recently, Pan Jun came across an elderly patient in the clinic who suffered from a weird disease . The patient had been treated in the hospital, but could not be cured, so he wanted to try the doctors in the clinic . The retired doctors also couldn't cure the patient, so Pan Jun thought about w.a.n.g Yao .

He hoped that w.a.n.g Yao could cure the patient . But even if w.a.n.g Yao couldn't, he had nothing to lose .

"Dr . Pan, your patient is here," said a young nurse who knocked at the door ten minutes later .

"Good! Dr . w.a.n.g, please follow me . " Pan Jun stood up .

Pan Jun led w.a.n.g Yao to an independent office, which was equipped with a desk, a chair, a computer and a stethoscope .  

"Could you please see the patient here?" suggested Pan Jun .

"Sure, let me try," said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile .

"Okay, I'll ask them to come in," said Pan Jun .

A moment later, Pan Jun came back with an elderly woman in her 70's . This elderly woman was slightly kyphotic . Her hair was completely white, and she didn't look well . With her, was a middle-aged woman wearing fas.h.i.+onable clothes .

"h.e.l.lo, Dr . Pan . Is he the doctor you mentioned the other day?" said the middle-aged woman . She didn't expect Doctor Pan Jun to recommend such a young man . She gave Pan Jun an angry glance .

"What can such a young doctor do?!" murmured the middle-aged woman .

"Although Dr . w.a.n.g is young, he is a fantastic doctor . Why not give him an opportunity to see your mother?" said Pan Jun . Still, he had no idea himself whether w.a.n.g Yao could cure the middle-aged woman's mother .  

"Shall we try? Mother?" asked the middle-aged woman gently .

"Okay . " The elderly woman sat down with a smile .

"Can I check your pulse first?" asked w.a.n.g Yao, which surprised the elderly woman and her daughter .

"Check my pulse? You are . . . ?" said the middle-aged woman with a look of distrust on her face .

After all, w.a.n.g Yao was very young while only old and experienced Chinese Medicine Pract.i.tioners were considered good . It was common for a pract.i.tioner in their 70's to continue to treat patients, but pract.i.tioners in their 20's were rare .

"Yes, I am," said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile .

"Okay . " The elderly woman reached out her shriveled arm .

w.a.n.g Yao put his fingers on her wrist .

"Do you often have headaches and poor sleep quality?" asked w.a.n.g Yao gently .

"Yes," said the elderly woman .

"Do you often feel uncomfortable in your stomach and tend to vomit after eating?" asked w.a.n.g Yao .

"Yes, and it has become worse in the last few days," said the elderly woman .

"I see . Your illness is not too serious . Let me prescribe you an herbal formula," said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile .

"Really?" said the elderly woman with a smile .

"Mom, I don't think we need the herbal formula . Let's go," said the middle-aged woman, who was apparently not happy at all . She thought Pan Jun had wasted her time and made a fool of her . She dragged her mother out of the clinical room .

Pan Jun was embarra.s.sed . He didn't expect such response from his clients . He was disappointed but couldn't do anything about it .

"Dr . Pan, could you please ask that lady to come here? I forgot to tell her something," said w.a.n.g Yao, who ignored Pan Jun's embarra.s.sed look .

"Okay," Pan Jun chased after the middle-aged woman and her mother and asked them to stop .

"Ms . Guo, please wait . I've got something to tell you," said Pan Jun .

"What is it?" asked the middle-aged woman .

"Well, shall we discuss it in private?" asked Pan Jun .

"Okay . Mom, could you please wait for me here?" The middle-aged woman walked away with Pan Jun .

"What is it?" she asked .

"Dr . w.a.n.g wanted to have a word with you in private," said Pan Jun .

"Him? Forget it! Checking people's pulse at such a young age? I think he was deliberately mystifying," said the middle-aged woman contemptuously .

"Dr . Pan, how can you ask such a person to see my mom? Are you fooled by him?" The middle-aged woman continued to speak .

"Haha, I'm sorry for wasting you and your mother's time," said Pan Jun with an awkward smile .

"Never mind . We don't live far from here, and we need to go out for a walk anyway . We have to go," said the middle-aged woman .

"Okay, bye . " Pan Jun walked them out of the clinic and then went back to the clinical room where w.a.n.g Yao was .

. . . . After w.a.n.g Yao had returned to Nanshan hill, he doc.u.mented Secretary Yangs mothers diagnosis in his notebook . He also wrote down a basic treatment plan after thinking for a while . w.a.n.g Yao had been thinking of how to treat Secretary Yangs mother and what herbs he should use the whole afternoon . He didnt rest until 4 pm . He walked around Nanshan hill when it was close to dusk . The trees he planted several weeks ago were growing very well . The leaves on the trees were fresh and green, which made the whole hill more alive . Several birds twittered and flew close .   A loud sound from the sky scared the birds away . It was from Da Xia . Since Da Xia settled on Nanshan hill, w.a.n.g Yao hadnt seen any small birds nearby . After practicing Tai Chi for a while on the top of the hill, w.a.n.g Yao came down and found San Xian was wandering in the herbal field smelling something . The smart dog had been avoiding the herbs since w.a.n.g Yao created the herbal field . San Xian, have you found any pests? asked w.a.n.g Yao . San Xian looked at w.a.n.g Yao and shook his head . Good, said w.a.n.g Yao . Maybe it was because of them? thought w.a.n.g Yao as he looked at the miasma gra.s.s on the ground . The leaves of miasma gra.s.s were dark green and hard, looking like tiny swords . San Xian, what does this herb smell like? w.a.n.g Yao pointed the miasma gra.s.s to San Xian . San Xian gave him a weird look . Hey, what do you mean by that look? said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile . He squatted down and smelled the miasma gra.s.s himself . The smell was actually nice; it had a faint aroma . I think it smells nice . Dont you think so? said w.a.n.g Yao . Are you stupid? San Xian looked at w.a.n.g Yao in disdain . When w.a.n.g Yao arrived at home late afternoon, he found cigarettes and bottles of wine on the table . Whos been here? asked w.a.n.g Yao . . . Your Uncle Fenglong . He just came to thank you, said Zhang Xiuying . Hey, why did he bring those? We are family . He didnt need to do that, said w.a.n.g Yao . I didnt want to accept them, but he insisted and left them on the table . He said he really appreciated you helping his son and preventing him from suffering too much in the hospital, said Zhang Xiuying . Is the kid still in the hospital? asked w.a.n.g Yao . No . He has been discharged . Fenglong also brought him here . The kid looks fine . Hes a lovely boy, said Zhang Xiuying . Thats good, said w.a.n.g Yao . Zhang Xiuying had set up the table, but w.a.n.g Fenghua hadnt arrived at home yet . Where is Dad? asked w.a.n.g Yao . He just went out for a walk . He should be home soon, said Zhang Xiuying . While they were chatting, w.a.n.g Fenghua came home . Dinners ready, said Zhang Xiuying . w.a.n.g Fenghua told his family that the warehouse belonged to the village production team . It had been rented out and would be used as a processing factory . Do you know what they are going to process there? asked w.a.n.g Yao . He knew already that the warehouse had been rented out, but he didnt know to whom and for what . Even w.a.n.g Mingbao didnt know, which surprised w.a.n.g Yao . After all, w.a.n.g Mingbaos father was the head of the local government in the village . Maybe the only explanation was that w.a.n.g Mingbaos father was too busy to find out what was going on in the warehouse previously belonging to the village production team . I heard it is some sort of machinery processing factory . Someone came to clean up the warehouse today, said w.a.n.g Fenghua . Why are they doing machinery processing in an isolated village? said w.a.n.g Yao . The next morning, several trucks drove into the village, followed by forklifts and cranes . Equipment was loaded down from the truck and moved into the production team warehouse . What are these? Im not sure; maybe they are going to open a small factory . Will they hire people? The villagers started to gather around the production team warehouse and gossiped . . w.a.n.g Yao received an unexpected phone call when he was on Nanshan hill . It was Pan Jun, a doctor from the emergency department of the town hospital . The reason why he called w.a.n.g Yao was that he wanted w.a.n.g Yao to see a special patient in a clinic . He promised that w.a.n.g Yao would get paid for the visit . A doctor from the town hospital is asking me to see a patient? w.a.n.g Yao thought for a moment and accepted the request . They arranged a meeting the next morning . The production team warehouse was still filled with busy people hired by an unknown company . More and more equipment had been moved into the warehouse . The workers were busy connecting power points and laying pipelines . They didnt stop working until midnight . The next morning around 9 am, w.a.n.g Yao arrived at the clinic where he planned to meet Pan Jun . The clinic was located among a group of apartments with a very common name: Ren He Clinic . Pan Jun was already there and was surprised to see w.a.n.g Yaos vehicle . What an expensive car, he thought . h.e.l.lo! greeted Pan Jun . h.e.l.lo, Dr . Pan, said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile . Please come in, said Pan Jun . He lead w.a.n.g Yao into the clinic . The clinic had two stories . Most of the clinical rooms were located on the second floor, while the first floor was for patients to get medication . There were quite a few patients in the clinic when w.a.n.g Yao was visiting . Most of the pract.i.tioners in the clinic were experienced doctors, who were hired after retiring from the hospital . Pan Jun lead w.a.n.g Yao into an empty meeting room . Please take a seat, said Pan Jun while making a cup of tea for w.a.n.g Yao . Here is your cup of tea . Thank you . w.a.n.g Yao took the cup . Just one moment; the patient will arrive soon, said Pan Jun . Thats fine, The owner of the clinic is my friend . I come here to help whenever Im available, said Pan Jun . In fact, the reason why he asked w.a.n.g Yao for help was because he overheard the name Traditional Chinese Pharmacist the other day . After doing some research, Pan Jun understood what a Traditional Chinese Pharmacist was . He also witnessed w.a.n.g Yaos ability to treat patients the other day, and so, he started to become curious about w.a.n.g Yao . Recently, Pan Jun came across an elderly patient in the clinic who suffered from a weird disease . The patient had been treated in the hospital, but could not be cured, so he wanted to try the doctors in the clinic . The retired doctors also couldnt cure the patient, so Pan Jun thought about w.a.n.g Yao . He hoped that w.a.n.g Yao could cure the patient . But even if w.a.n.g Yao couldnt, he had nothing to lose . Dr . Pan, your patient is here, said a young nurse who knocked at the door ten minutes later . Good! Dr . w.a.n.g, please follow me . Pan Jun stood up . Pan Jun led w.a.n.g Yao to an independent office, which was equipped with a desk, a chair, a computer and a stethoscope .   Could you please see the patient here? suggested Pan Jun . Sure, let me try, said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile . Okay, Ill ask them to come in, said Pan Jun . A moment later, Pan Jun came back with an elderly woman in her 70s . This elderly woman was slightly kyphotic . Her hair was completely white, and she didnt look well . With her, was a middle-aged woman wearing fas.h.i.+onable clothes . h.e.l.lo, Dr . Pan . Is he the doctor you mentioned the other day? said the middle-aged woman . She didnt expect Doctor Pan Jun to recommend such a young man . She gave Pan Jun an angry glance . What can such a young doctor do?! murmured the middle-aged woman . Although Dr . w.a.n.g is young, he is a fantastic doctor . Why not give him an opportunity to see your mother? said Pan Jun . Still, he had no idea himself whether w.a.n.g Yao could cure the middle-aged womans mother .   Shall we try? Mother? asked the middle-aged woman gently . Okay . The elderly woman sat down with a smile . Can I check your pulse first? asked w.a.n.g Yao, which surprised the elderly woman and her daughter . Check my pulse? You are . ? said the middle-aged woman with a look of distrust on her face . After all, w.a.n.g Yao was very young while only old and experienced Chinese Medicine Pract.i.tioners were considered good . It was common for a pract.i.tioner in their 70s to continue to treat patients, but pract.i.tioners in their 20s were rare . Yes, I am, said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile . Okay . The elderly woman reached out her shriveled arm . w.a.n.g Yao put his fingers on her wrist . Do you often have headaches and poor sleep quality? asked w.a.n.g Yao gently . Yes, said the elderly woman . Do you often feel uncomfortable in your stomach and tend to vomit after eating? asked w.a.n.g Yao . Yes, and it has become worse in the last few days, said the elderly woman . I see . Your illness is not too serious . Let me prescribe you an herbal formula, said w.a.n.g Yao with a smile . Really? said the elderly woman with a smile . Mom, I dont think we need the herbal formula . Lets go, said the middle-aged woman, who was apparently not happy at all . She thought Pan Jun had wasted her time and made a fool of her . She dragged her mother out of the clinical room . Pan Jun was embarra.s.sed . He didnt expect such response from his clients . He was disappointed but couldnt do anything about it . Dr . Pan, could you please ask that lady to come here? I forgot to tell her something, said w.a.n.g Yao, who ignored Pan Juns embarra.s.sed look . Okay, Pan Jun chased after the middle-aged woman and her mother and asked them to stop . Ms . Guo, please wait . Ive got something to tell you, said Pan Jun . What is it? asked the middle-aged woman . Well, shall we discuss it in private? asked Pan Jun . Okay . Mom, could you please wait for me here? The middle-aged woman walked away with Pan Jun . What is it? she asked . Dr . w.a.n.g wanted to have a word with you in private, said Pan Jun . Him? Forget it! Checking peoples pulse at such a young age? I think he was deliberately mystifying, said the middle-aged woman contemptuously . Dr . Pan, how can you ask such a person to see my mom? Are you fooled by him? The middle-aged woman continued to speak . Haha, Im sorry for wasting you and your mothers time, said Pan Jun with an awkward smile . Never mind . We dont live far from here, and we need to go out for a walk anyway . We have to go, said the middle-aged woman . Okay, bye . Pan Jun walked them out of the clinic and then went back to the clinical room where w.a.n.g Yao was .