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After that, the meal was a little dull.

Wang Yao's brother-in-law drank a lot of wine, and when he rode back, his brother-in-law drove behind.

"If you mumble here with us, you can't go to your grandma and grandpa to complain. Zhang Xiuying said.

The physical condition of these two old people is not very good now, and she, as a daughter, is naturally worried.

"I'll give you an idea, if he really wants to open a factory, I can contribute some money here, and let my third aunt contribute less, just as a factory jointly established by the three of us, let my brother-in-law manage it." Wang Yao said.

"Don't. Wang Fenghua made a rare objection.

"The factory can only belong to one person, and you don't know your uncle's temper, but don't be annoyed by money at that time. ”

"Then when I didn't say anything. Wang Yao spread his hands and said.

He thinks very simply, but in fact, there are many relatives who are against each other because of a little money.

In the evening, Wang Yaofu went out again, and when he walked to the south of the village, he opened the gate and went in to have a look, turned around a few times, and after making sure that there was no problem, he locked the door and went up to Nanshan.

After going to Nanshan, Wang Yao took out a medical book he bought from the Internet, which still involved "acupuncture". There was a book on the table, which he had already read, and he had read a little half of the book.

"Hey, aren't these people proofreading?"

It's not a typo, it's that some acupuncture points and veins don't match at all. This is like being on top of the Wonder Sutra, but it has been forcibly moved to the eight veins.

"I don't know how Mr. Sang's medical book is prepared?"

When he was in Cangzhou that day, Sang Guzi once said that he also had a wish to be able to write down the experience of practicing medicine for most of his life and publish a book, which was his own wish and left to future generations.

With his ability, the method of acupuncture and moxibustion he wrote must be of great reference value. ”

Although there are some flaws in this book, there are still many things that are worth referring to and learning from, with Wang Yao's current knowledge accumulation, the veins and acupoints in the body, he is naturally extremely clear, and what he learned from these books is the most basic method and steps for needles.

He read until late at night.

Early the next morning, he went down early, and then went to the small courtyard, where he first watered the plants that had been planted the previous afternoon, and then replanted all the plants that had not yet been planted.

After all these plants were planted properly, there was no change in the wind and clouds that had occurred after the "Spirit Gathering Array" was set up on the mountain that day, and there was not even a gust of wind. The function of this formation is only to strengthen air circulation, improve the local environment of this small courtyard, and at most play a role in regulating the local microclimate.

Once the courtyard is set up, the next thing to do is to add some furniture to the house.

The most basic "medicine buckets", tables, chairs, and beds are all to be prepared.

Wang Yao has already made a list of these things, except for some things that he can buy, those things like "medicine buckets" are still asked by friends, and it is best to buy antiquities.

These Dingxi can't be completed in one day, but fortunately, his medical clinic is not in a hurry to open.

The hot weather lasted for a few days, and during these days, Wang Yao usually stayed in the mountains, getting up in the morning and coming down twice in the afternoon, in order to take care of the plants planted in the small courtyard and water them with diluted ancient spring water.

When he was in the mountains, he experimented on his body with the ordinary silver needles he had bought according to the contents of the basic medical books he had bought.

Shaoshang,

Hegu,

YANGXI,

Yangchi,

Wang Yao slowly pierced into the acupuncture points of his arm with a thin needle, while carefully feeling the changes in his body.

He is testing the needle, of course, the stabbing is some slightly minor acupoints, and at this time, he is qi all over the body, a little bit of feeling wrong, the internal breath agitation, naturally can close the acupoints.

At the beginning of the needle, there was a slight stinging, and after the ** road, it was a little itchy.

Wang Yao does not have many experiments at one time, but several acupoints, focusing on the experience of this process, with massage as the basis, he recognizes the acupoints as the benchmark, a needle down, will definitely stab the ** Dao, this acupuncture method, the first thing to pay attention to is to recognize the acupoints to be accurate, otherwise some acupoints once they are wrong, it is possible to cause life danger.

On July 18, the weather was gloomy and the air was sultry.

Tian Yuantu has another distinguished guest here.

"Mr. Sun, please drink tea. ”

"Thank you. ”

An hour ago, Tian Yuantu had already called Wang Yao and told him that this Sun Zhengrong was here again, and he was in his company at this time. Wang Yao just said that he would come over and asked him to wait a little, this wait is more than two hours, if he does other things, other places, I am afraid that this Mr. Sun will be impatient a long time ago, but at this moment, here, there is no appearance of impatience, there is still a faint smile on his face, as for what he thinks in his heart, only he knows.

When Wang Yao came, it was already close to noon.

"Mr. Sun. ”

"Dr. Wang, I'm sorry to disturb you, so I'll let you run again. Sun Zhengrong hurriedly got up and said.

In fact, he really wanted to visit the door, and after recognizing the door, it would be more convenient for him to communicate in the future, but this young doctor Wang just didn't give himself such a chance.

"It's okay, Ling Lang's illness is happening again?"

"Well, fifteen days after taking the first medicine, I fell ill and gave him the medicine you left behind, and it's been a week now, so I'm here to ask Dr. Wang to teach me what to do?" Sun Zhengrong said very beautifully.

A week, judging from the last episode, half of the time has passed, and he is indeed a little anxious as a father.

There was a sudden thunder outside.

"Come back in three days, and I'll give you another pair of medicine. Wang Yao said.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Wang. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

The "facial paralyzed man" who had been standing behind him brought a wooden box.

Here we go again! Wang Yao said secretly when he saw this.

"This is a little careful, and I ask Dr. Wang to smile. ”

"I appreciate your kindness, don't you need a gift. ”

"This thing is just a pile of waste paper in my hands, and it can only be used in the hands of someone like you, Dr. Wang. ”

Waste paper?

Wang Yao vaguely guessed something.

Seeing this, the "man with facial paralysis" hurriedly handed the box to Wang Yao's side, he took it and opened it to see that it was a medical book bound in thread, antique, and it looked like it was some years old.

"Six Episodes of the Needle"

A few ancient words.

Wang Yao's eyes lit up.

Good thing, this is the Ming Dynasty thought that the famous doctor wrote, he is especially good at acupuncture.

What is called stepping on iron shoes and having nowhere to find, it takes no effort to get them, and what is it called drowsiness and sending pillows.

Wang Yao liked this gift very much, which everyone present could see.

"Thank you, Mr. Sun. "He's not pretentious, at most he has to write less about the cost of medicine.

"If you like it, if you like. Sun Zhengrong was very happy in his heart, he already knew what the doctor Wang in front of him liked, and if he had a clear goal, it would be easy to say.

Ancient medical books are hard to find, but as long as you are willing to spend money, you can always find some.

Acupuncture, what about needles for acupuncture?

For a while, he thought a lot.

Wang Yao left at noon, and neither Tian Yuantu nor Sun Zhengrong let him stay for a meal.

"Ah Hao, immediately arrange for someone to inquire about ancient medical books, acupuncture and other things. After getting into the car, Sun Zhengrong said to the man next to him.

"Yes. ”

"We've been waiting in Lianshan for the past three days. ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. "The man with facial paralysis" said.

Boom, boom, heavy rain fell.

Back in the mountain village, Wang Yao ate something at home, held an umbrella, and went out of the house, the wind and rain outside were quite strong, he went to the small courtyard to take a look at the wind and rain, and the plants that had grown for two days became more verdant under the washing of the rain, and the growth was gratifying.