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

Was it expensive? It was not expensive, at least w.a.n.g Yao did not feel it expensive. Du Feng, as a patient, did not either. He paid decisively and left.

Health was the most precious part of one's life. Everything would be possible, as long as one was alive.

In the morning, w.a.n.g Yao received eight patients. One suffered from a headache, and the rest were all colds and fevers.

“This is the cold season!”

When he went back at noon, a guest unexpectedly paid a visit to his home. Chen Boyuan, coming from Jing, did not go to the clinic. Instead, he first went to visit w.a.n.g Yao's parents.

“You come back, Dr. w.a.n.g,” Chen Boyuan said.

“Hey, when did you come?” w.a.n.g Yao asked.

“He has been here for a while,” Zhang Xiuying said.

Every time this friend of her son came, he would bring a lot of gifts to her and her husband, which made them embarra.s.sed.

“I went to the clinic, but you were busy. I didn't want to bother you,” Chen Boyuan said.

This was a strategy. He was playing emotional cards. They all understood it, so did w.a.n.g Yao.

“Is this still because of Miss Su?” w.a.n.g Yao asked.

“Yes,” Chen Boyuan said.

Last time he came, w.a.n.g Yao was dealing with matters from that insect incident. Chen Boyuan had not talked much or stayed longer. Instead, he went right back to Jing. This time, he was commissioned by Mrs. Song to come back to the mountain village again and ask w.a.n.g Yao when he could go back north.

“You have to wait for longer,” w.a.n.g Yao said.

In reality, w.a.n.g Yao wanted to go to the north. The deadline for the special task was in 20 days. The tasks relevant to those people, like Wei Hai, Lu Xian, and Zhou Wuyi, were only half finished. And, they were all in Jing.

Su Xiaoxue and Chen Zhou both suffered from difficult miscellaneous diseases, but they had been under the process of recovery. He had to struggle to cure them.

But, there were still a few people on this side. Sun Yunsheng had almost recovered. He would be no problem after two or three more treatments. There was also the relative of Pan Jun, Du Feng, who had heart issues. There were three people here that needed him.

“I will go to Jing as soon as possible,” w.a.n.g Yao said.

“Oh, OK.” Chen Boyuan had no choice but to respond like this.

After staying at w.a.n.g Yao's home for a while, he left.

“Are they from Jing?” Du Mingyang asked curiously.

“Correct,” w.a.n.g Ru said.

“And, do they specially come to your brother for treatment?” he asked.

“Correct,” she replied.

“Oh, great!” He was impressed that his future brother-in-law's medical skills were so superb that even people in Jing came to see him for medical treatment. “Does he often visit his patients at their homes?”

“Usually he does not,” w.a.n.g Ru said.

Previously, she knew w.a.n.g Yao generally did not visit people's home. Recently, it seemed that he went out more frequently.

In the afternoon, there were fewer people coming to the clinic.

In the evening, w.a.n.g Ru and Du Mingyang both drove back to Lianshan County after dinner. The next day was Monday, so they would have to go to work.

“Be careful on the road, Mingyang,” Zhang Xiuying said.

“Oh, I will. You should go back in uncle and aunt. It's cold outside,” Du Mingyang said.

The car drove off. Zhang Xiuying watched until it disappeared at the corner of the village intersection.

“I think Mingyang is a good young man,” she said.

“Yeah,” w.a.n.g Fenghua responded.

w.a.n.g Yao nodded with a smile but did not speak.

He was indeed good. Even if he did not pursue it, he would be rich and wealthy as long as he was good to his elder sister. Plus, looking at his face, he was healthy and should feel blessed.

That night, w.a.n.g Yao managed some of the herbs on the mountain. He then read a roll of scripture book. The chanting sound floated out of the window.

The dog lying in the nest, the goshawk standing on the branches, and the black snake in the gra.s.s all seemed to be listening to the sound of the chanting. It was as if there were some mysterious things within it that they could understand.

The next morning, the sun rose early. It was also warming up. At 9 a.m., people were feeling warm, so there were more people chatting in the village.

“Did you see it yesterday? Several cars were waiting in line outside Xia Yao's clinic for medical treatment. And, they were from Jing,” one villager said.

“Yeah, line up a team,” a villager responded.

“I guess Xiao Yao earns lots of money from his clinic, doesn't he?” a villager asked.

“It must be. I heard that he charged them $2,000 for acupuncture!” another villager exclaimed.

“Oh, that's so expensive,” one of the villagers said.

w.a.n.g Yao's medical clinic once again was a conversation topic of people in the village, who were envious or jealous.

It was Monday, and another day of work. In the morning, there were a few people coming to the clinic. The last one was Sun Yunsheng.

His illness was no problem. w.a.n.g Yao had told him this last time when he gave him a diagnosis. He began treatment which involved transfusing Qi to warm and moist the internal organs, and inserting needles to motivate vitality.

The body root that was originally destroyed by the Yang poison re-emerged like a deadwood sprouting new buds. It was as if the warm spring re-emerged with blossoms following a bleak winter.

“No problem, it has been restored,” w.a.n.g Yao said. He was also prompted by the system.

“Really?” Sun Yunsheng asked.

“Why would I lie to you?” w.a.n.g Yao asked with a smile.

It was a big surprise. Sun Yunsheng even shed tears of excitement. He had been waiting for complete recovery from conscious confusion. It had been a rather painful journey, both physically and mentally. It had been difficult to not distinguish right from wrong and be mad all day and then sober, but still feel the pain of the Yang poison. Then, he would have to gradually suppress it.

He once gave up. He was used to suffering and desperate. Now, everything had pa.s.sed. Those pains were worth it. He got not only physically healthy but also mentally tough.

“Thank you!” He gave him a bow.

“How are their illnesses?” w.a.n.g Yao asked.

“They are under recovery well,” Sun Yunsheng hurriedly said.

“That's good,” w.a.n.g Yao said.

“Uncle Lin has been able to walk on the ground. Brother Hao is a little bit worse,” Sun Yunsheng said.

After talking a while, he left. After leaving the clinic, he told his father about this exciting news.

“Really?” Sun Zhengrong was exceptionally surprised after hearing the news.

“Really,” his son sincerely replied.

“OK, OK, OK!” He was so excited, he didn't know what to say. “We should properly thank Doctor w.a.n.g.”

In a hospital a thousand miles away from Jing.

“Was this trip to the U.S. successful?” Su Changhe looked at his friend, who was thin and un-radiant. He no longer had the enthusiasm he once had.

“Fortunately, my illness has been under control,” Yue Chongyang replied.

“That's good,” Su Changhe said.

“I came back because I want Xiaomei to go to the U.S. for treatment. You also know that the medical conditions there are better than the domestic ones,” Yue Chongyang said.

“Xiaomei's illness is very stable now. You don't have to worry about it,” Su Changhe said.

He had read her laboratory reports and consulted his colleagues and friends. Her recovery was quite good and unexpected. It was basically no problem.

“Really?” Yue Chongyang apparently still did not believe it.

“Really,” Su Changhe replied.

“That's good,” Yue Chongyang said. “I am sorry for her.”

“What are your plans for the next step?” Su Changhe said.

“I came back to see Xiaoxiao and then will go back to the U.S. I will return when the disease is completely cured,” Yue Chongyang said.

“Well, OK,” Su Changhe said.

Thirty minutes later…

“Dad, what's wrong with you?” The smart and beautiful girl had guessed a lot of things about their unusual reactions recently. She was shocked after seeing her father's appearance, even though he was a heavy tobacco user.

Lu Xiaomei looked gloomy on the side. She originally disagreed to let her ex-husband see their daughter. After listening to Yue Chongyang, she had changed her mind. Their daughter had to face some things sooner or later.

“Dad is ill and needs to go to the U.S. for treatment. The medical conditions there are better. You have to study hard and listen to your mother at home,” Lu Xiaomei said.

“Dad, what disease do you have” Their daughter immediately cried after hearing the news.

“Nothing serious, and don't worry,” Yue Chongyang said.

The girl was not stupid. Did he have to go abroad to treat the disease if it was not serious? She cried even harder.

Lu Xiaomei now felt that it had been a mistake to let them meet. They tried hard to pacify their daughter. Then, the husband and wife had a small, calm talk face to face.

“What about your illness?” Yue Chongyang asked.

“I'm very good. It's already controlled,” Lu Xiaomei said without any emotion.

“That's good, sorry Xiaomei,” Yue Chongyang said.