There was a punch in the air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a snap, the leaves shattered in mid-air.

This meridian is unobstructed, the qi flows throughout the body, and the internal cultivation flows endlessly, endlessly, only to feel that there is endless power in the body, and it seems to have some kind of indescribable connection with this heaven and earth.

"This is?!"

Chen Ying, who was watching not far away, stared at the boss.

"How is that possible?"

Wang Yao's first action just now made her realize that the other party seemed to have entered a legendary realm.

"At this age?!"

She'd rather be wrong.

Whew, Wang Yao reaped his efforts, such a strenuous exercise, I didn't see half of my breath.

"The smooth meridians around the body are indeed very beneficial. Wang Yao said secretly.

Full of energy, full of qi and blood, and free from all diseases.

Just like his current state of mind, even if he doesn't sleep for three days and three nights, he won't feel so tired. But normal people still have to rest, so he went into the house to rest at ten o'clock in the night.

Chen Ying lay in bed and suffered insomnia.

That night, she thought about a lot of things, and only she knew what they were.

The next day, Wang Yao got up very early, but this time he was in his room, sitting on the bed, practicing Jinggong, which is the "art of guidance" mentioned in the "Book of Nature", the method of practice.

Sitting on the bed, forgetting about things, gradually, he entered a mysterious state, he heard the wind outside, heard the sound of falling leaves, heard the chirping of birds, and then all these sounds were gone, the whole person seemed to be chaotic, and after a while, the sounds around him reappeared, the sound of pedestrians outside, the occasional shouting, and the sound of Chen Ying busy in the kitchen, more clearly, as if it was in the ear, just by his side.

Wang Yao knew that this was another step closer to his cultivation.

He himself didn't know exactly what level of his cultivation had reached now, firstly, he did not have the master's teaching, but purely referred to the sutra provided by the system plus what he learned from the book, the boxing techniques he learned from Chen Xiong, and the things he learned from the boxing sutra combined with his own practice; secondly, he had no peers to communicate with and learn, nor did he compare, and kung fu was only one aspect of his cultivation and not the whole thing.

"I'm going out today. During the meal, Wang Yao said to Chen Ying.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't need you to accompany me, someone is with me. ”

"Okay. Chen Ying didn't ask much after hearing this.

At more than ten o'clock in the morning, He Qisheng came to the small courtyard.

"Dr. Wang?"

"Let's go. ”

He Qisheng drove Wang Yao to a community in the capital, and in a fairly luxurious residence, he saw He Qisheng's mother, an old man in his seventies.

As soon as Fu met, he knew that this old man had a physical problem just by looking at his face, his face was dull, his eyes were dull, his blood was not smooth, his spirit was not good, and he was out of breath when he sat on the sofa.

"Mom, this is Dr. Wang, who I have invited, and he is here to treat you. He Qisheng said.

"Hello Auntie. ”

"Hello, Dr. Wang, I'm sorry for your trouble. The old man's voice was very small, and he didn't seem to have much strength, so he had more air in and less air out.

"No hassle. ”

Wang Yao diagnosed her pulse.

This?!

He glanced up at the old man in front of him, and then looked at He Qisheng.

"Auntie, you need to rest more. ”

"Hey, I've been feeling extra tired lately, too. The old man said.

After Wang Yao said this, he didn't say anything more, but smiled and gestured to He Qisheng.

"Mom, you sit down first, and I'll talk to Dr. Wang. He Qisheng said.

"Good. ”

The two of them went to the bedroom next to them.

"Brother Sheng, don't you know what kind of illness your aunt has?" Wang Yao said.

Through the pulse just now, he can basically conclude that the old man is a malignant tumor, which is commonly known as "cancer", which is a terminal disease, and the difficulty of treatment is even higher than that of "incurable diseases", which is an unsolvable problem for Wang Yao now.

"I know, but there's a glimmer of hope, after all, your medical skills are so good. He Qisheng said.

"You have won the prize, I can't cure this disease. Wang Yao said.

This is a problem that cannot be overcome by the medical circles at home and abroad, and he is now at best a "pharmacist" who has just learned the truth, not the rumored pharmacist who "treats all kinds of diseases".

He Qisheng's expression darkened a little after hearing this, in fact, before he came, he was mentally prepared for this, but as he himself said, he still had a glimmer of hope, he had seen all kinds of miracles created by Wang Yao, and the dying person could still be saved, and this disease could always be said.

"I'm sorry for you. ”

"It's okay, doesn't Auntie know yet?"

"She didn't know yet, I didn't tell her, but I wanted to take her for treatment next month. ”

"How is it treated?"

"Surgery. ”

"My advice is not to have surgery right away and to consider other treatments. Wang Yao said bluntly.

There is nothing wrong with the old man getting a malignant tumor, but the current situation is not suitable for surgery at all, but all the surgery has a certain trauma to the human body, and it needs to consume the origin of the human body, and some major surgeries are even more so, which will seriously harm the origin of the human body, and it cannot be recovered for a long time.

The old man's health is very poor, and it will be even worse after surgery, how can poor health fight against disease?

"What do you mean?"

"My advice is conservative treatment. Wang Yao said.

"How to treat conservatively?"

"You also studied medicine, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Studying Chinese medicine?"

"Chinese medicine first, then Western medicine. He Qisheng bluntly said that he used to be obsessed with Chinese medicine, but then changed his opinion because of one thing, and switched to Western medicine.

"Do you want to try Chinese medicine?"

"Does Dr. Wang have a good method?" said Ho Qisheng.

"Well, not yet. Wang Yao thought for a moment and then said.

He hadn't really considered treatment options for that yet.

"I'll tell you when I have an idea. ”

"Thank you then. ”

He Qisheng was very polite, which made Wang Yao feel a little unaccustomed. Originally, the other party warmly invited him to stay and eat together, but Wang Yao refused.

After returning to the small courtyard from He Qisheng's house, he also recorded He Qisheng's mother's illness in his notebook, and he now has two notebooks, one is to record ordinary patient cases, and the other is to record some "incurable diseases", such as the cases he treated.

Vice-prone tumors, which multiply very quickly and erode normal body tissues, do not have this name in traditional Chinese medicine, but are classified as swelling and sores.

The conservative treatment method still starts from several aspects, such as dredging qi and blood, regulating qi and removing stasis, and regulating yin and yang.

"Doctor Wang?" Chen Ying's voice came from outside.

"Please come in. ”

Chen Ying pushed the door in when he heard the sound.

"Something?"

"Can you please do me a favor?" Chen Ying said after hesitating for a moment.

"Please. ”

"I'd like to ask you to see a patient for a while. ”

"Patient, what does it have to do with you?"

Even if it is a person who is acquainted, not his relatives, or a reliable person, Wang Yao generally does not look at it.

"My brother. ”

"In the capital?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, let's go in the afternoon, shall we?"

"Okay, thank you so much, I'll arrange it right away. Chen Ying said happily after hearing this.

"Your smile looks so much better. Wang Yao said.

Just now, Chen Ying's smile was different from those smiles in the past, this was a joy from the heart, not a face-painted smile, more for a kind of "coping".

In the afternoon, Chen Ying drove Wang Yao out.

"Why didn't you say this earlier?" Wang Yao asked with some curiosity.

It's not that Chen Ying doesn't want to say it, but she has her own hardships.

"Because of the rules?"

"Sort of. Chen Ying said after being silent for a while.

"Do you like your current job?" said Wang.

He knew that there were not a few people like Chen Ying, who specialized in serving those wealthy nobles and doing some special things.

"I don't like it, but I'm luckier than most, haven't I?"