"Yingping is your own brother, no matter how difficult it is, you have to rescue him as soon as possible!" Listening to Zhou Yingyan's report, the head of the Zhou family pondered for a moment, and then ordered, telling him that the first priority was to save people, and the second was to develop Zhou's jewelry.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yingyan showed a mocking smile, in his heart, on the contrary, taking over Zhou's jewelry is the most important thing.

Their brothers are competing for the position of the head of the family, and the indifference of family affection is basically gone, and the rest is only competition.

He believed that if he was arrested and Zhou Yingping was ordered to save him, it would be exactly the same as his thoughts.

The next morning, just as Wang Wei was thinking about how to take the initiative to attack and destroy Zhou Yingyan, Yang Guang came with good news.

The person Wang Wei was looking for had been found!

When Wang Wei got the jasper silkworm, he had already planned to cultivate it, but he had no experience in raising silkworms, and the jasper silkworms were too precious, so he decided to find an experienced silkworm farmer.

Yang Guang has been helping him find someone, and there is no good news until today.

After getting the news, he immediately drove to ask for someone, and Yang Guang found an expert.

The Sang family is a family of silkworm raisers, it is said that they have been raising silkworms since the Tang Dynasty, and they have been passed down from generation to generation, and each generation is a full-time silkworm breeder.

The sericulture technology of the Sang family, it can be said that if they admit the second, absolutely no one dares to admit the first.

Not only can silkworm raising, but also processing, from silkworm raising to finished silk cloth, it can be said that it has a complete one-stop technology industry.

Soon, he drove to Sangjia Village, five hundred miles west of Donghai City.

It is reliably recorded that the village has existed for at least 500 years, if not longer, but there are no written records of anything before that.

Since ancient times, Sangjia Village has been an important place for sericulture, and it is a very famous silk cloth production area, rich in various silk products.

However, with the popularization of mechanization, this kind of pure manual silkworm production has been eliminated, and Sangjia Village has no longer regained its former glory.

However, after entering the village, you can still see traces of the past glory, that is, many mulberry trees, the main food of silkworms.

"Is Old Man Sang at home?" came to the east side of the village, Wang Wei walked into a courtyard at the east end of the village, the person he was looking for was called Sang Anning, the legend is that he is the best person in the whole Sangjia Village to raise silkworms, but he is old and can't keep up with the trend of mechanization, so he retires.

"Who are you?" An old man walked out of the house and opened the door for Wang Wei, who looked at least sixty miles away, and his body looked a little rickety.

"Are you the old man Sang Anning?"

"It's me, are you looking for me for something?"

"Old man Sang, I heard that you are a sericulture saint, I want to ask you to go back and help me raise silkworms. Wang Wei said straight to the point.

Sericulture?

Hearing Wang Wei mention silkworm raising, Old Man Sang's eyes lit up, but then they dimmed.

"I can't raise silkworms, I can only raise silkworms by hand, I can't mechanize, not to mention take care of my wife!" Old Man Sang shook his head and sighed.

"Old man, I just want to hire you to raise silkworms by hand, and the number is not much. ”

"That's not possible, my wife is very sick and needs to be taken care of by me......" Old man Sang still shook his head and refused, he told Wang Wei that his wife had the sequelae of stroke, very serious sequelae, the whole person was paralyzed from the chest down, and even sometimes his mind was not clear.

And his children are all working in the city, although they will take time to come back to visit the two of them, which is impossible to take care of all the time.

So he had to stay with the boss, feed him with food and water, take feces and urine, plus he was not in good health, and he was no longer suitable for raising silkworms.

"Old man, I heard that your wife Li Xiangqiao is very good at making silk cloth, and when you two were young, they were called mulberry silkworm double ......" Before Wang Wei came, Yang Guang had already investigated the information of the two people clearly, and many things that even Old Man Sang had forgotten were also reflected in Yang Guang's information.

It was precisely because he knew so much about it that Wang Wei decided to hire the two of them, the jasper silkworm was too precious to be given to ordinary people to breed.

"Yes, but now it's all the world of machinery, like our hand-raised silkworms, hand-weaving, high cost and low efficiency, has been eliminated......" Hearing Wang Wei's words, Old Man Sang showed a nostalgic look, when he was young, mechanization had not yet been popularized.

He and his wife's craftsmanship is well-known, and it can be said that the skills of the two of them are second to none.

The problem is that the output is too small, and although the quality is high, it is finally eliminated by mechanization.

"Old man Sang, as long as you promise me to go out of the mountain, I can cure your wife's illness, and I can also recuperate your body, what do you think?" Seeing Old Man Sang's expression, which contained a strong unwillingness, Wang Wei knew that he had come to the right place this time.

The reason why Old Man Sang refused to go out of the mountain was that his wife's illness was on the one hand, and his aging body was on the other.

As for mechanization, it is simply an excuse, because the handmade silkworm products are not without a market, but relatively high-end.

"Can the sequelae of stroke be treated?" said Old Man Sang.

His wife had severe sequelae of a stroke and had been sentenced to death by the hospital, not a dead death sentence, but a death sentence that could no longer stand.

This is not the conclusion of one hospital, but the common decision of many hospitals, and it is still a very famous regular hospital.

"Try it, there will be no less piece of meat, and there will be more hope, what do you say?" Wang Wei took out her medical qualification certificate.

"Okay, then try, as long as you can cure my wife, I will go with you to raise silkworms!" Seeing that Wang Wei was really a doctor, the old man agreed.

So the two walked into the house and saw a big bed that could be pushed, and the old man explained to Wang Wei that although his wife couldn't move, she also needed to bask in the sun, but the wheelchair was not very comfortable, so he asked someone to build a bed, a big bed that could be moved.

When you need to bask in the sun, you can push it under the window, or even out into the yard through the specially installed wide door.

Wang Wei said hello to the old man's wife, Mrs. Li Xiangqiao, and then began to check the pulse.

The condition was quickly examined, and some nerves were necrotic, and the meridians were filled with a lot of cold qi, which was typical of the sequelae of stroke.

A disease like this is indeed very difficult, and although there is hope for a cure, this hope is pitiful.

After the examination was clear, Wang Wei began acupuncture!

Some of the nerves that had been necrotic had to use some small electrical currents to complete the nerve repair.

As for the yin and cold qi in the meridians, it is simple, it is easy to clear it with internal qi, and the whole treatment course does not take more than ten minutes.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Wei put away the silver needle.

"That's ...... It's over?" Seeing that Wang Wei's more than ten minutes of acupuncture was over, Old Man Sang's eyes exuded a look of disappointment.

In his opinion, his father's illness was too serious, he was paralyzed from the chest down, and although his two arms could still move, they were not very flexible.

With such a serious sequelae of stroke, major hospitals are not a little sure, and even if Wang Wei can treat it, it must be very difficult.

In terms of treatment, it must have taken a long time.

But now in less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Wei put away the silver needle, and he must not be sure that it will be cured, so he gave up treating his wife.

Thinking of this, he sighed, fortunately he didn't have much hope!

"Old man, come here, I feel like my feet are a little hot......" At this time, the old man heard his wife Li Xiangqiao speak.

"Okay, I'll take off the blanket for you when it's hot, wait, what do you say? Do you feel hot?" The disappointed old man, when he heard that his wife was very hot, subconsciously reached out and took off the blanket covering his wife's legs, but suddenly he was stunned, how could he feel hot?

Li Xiangqiao has lost consciousness below her chest, whether it is hot or cold, she doesn't feel anything, but now she feels hot?

When he reacted, Li Xiangqiao also reacted.

Both of them were stunned, and after a long time, they showed their ecstasy and felt it, which showed that the treatment was effective and that Wang Wei was not bragging.

"Old man, look, you see my legs move......" Li Xiangqiao, who was surprised, slowly lifted his right leg.

First the right leg, then the left leg, and then with the support of Old Man Sang, Li Xiangqiao stood up tremblingly.

For the first time since the stroke, she stood up on her own legs, although she still lacked strength and needed to be helped.

But this represents the recovery of her function, and as long as she recovers for a while, she can walk on her own feet again.

"Divine doctor, divine doctor!" helped his wife to walk slowly around the house, and Old Man Sang was very excited, and he couldn't say anything else.

At this time, Li Xiangqiao was already able to break away from his support and walk alone, although it was slow but quite stable.

"Old man, it's your turn now!" After waiting for a while, Wang Wei spoke.

"My wife is also sick?" Hearing Wang Wei's words, Li Xiangqiao suddenly became anxious, Wang Wei could make her stand up again, so he thought that Wang Wei was a miracle doctor, and now when she heard that Wang Wei was going to treat her wife, her first reaction was that Old Man Sang was also sick.

"Don't worry, I'm just conditioning the old man's body, I'm going to ask the old man to go out of the mountain, how can I do without a good body?" Wang Wei hurriedly explained with a smile.

Then he gave acupuncture to Old Man Sang, combed his meridians with internal qi, and solved some small problems on his body.

Ten minutes later, the acupuncture was finished!

"I'm full of strength now, as if I'm thirty years younger, back to the prime of life!" When Wang Wei finished acupuncture, the old man jumped directly from the bed.

Now he feels that a mountain on his body is gone, and his whole person is like a feather, as if he can float up from the ground.

"Divine doctor, you say, what silkworm do you want to raise, no matter which one it is, I promise to raise it for you?" After finding that his body was rejuvenated, the old man was suddenly excited, his wife was better, his body was also better, and he could finally work hard with confidence.

But first, he asked Wang Wei about the types of silkworms raised, because there is more than one kind of silkworm, and the cultivation methods of different types of silkworms are also very different.

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