Elixir Supplier Chapter 201: Remove blood stasis, promote blood circulation, relax tendons and dredge collaterals

Since he had this ability and made those friends and dignitaries, the family’s tobacco, alcohol, and tea have not been cut off. He has no choice but to drink tea, and cigarettes and alcohol, naturally, he must honor his father.

"Xiao Yao, mom has something to ask you." After dinner, Zhang Xiufang said while clearing the table.

"What are you talking about."

"Your brother-in-law called me this afternoon and wanted to ask you to see a doctor."

"Who?" Wang Yao listened.

"A vice president of his company, his surname is Yuan."

"Don't go." Wang Yao refused without hesitation.

"You forgot that my third uncle came out?" Wang Yao smiled and said, "If it's my Jiazi's family, I can go and see, but those people can't."

Colleagues in the company, friends at the wine table, can't hold the door.

The last time his third uncle brought Mr. Zhang to see a doctor, he still remembers the same thing. He didn't want to experience the same thing twice.

"Forget it then." Zhang Xiuying was also a little worried after hearing what her son said, and decided to tell his uncle directly.

Wang Fenghua on the side didn't say a word. He didn't want his son to take this matter, but he was really not very good about it.

After eating, less than eight o'clock, Wang Yao was about to go up the mountain, and Wang Mingbao came home.

"Well, why are you back?" Wang Yao made a pot of tea.

"Look at my grandpa and grandma, staying here for one night." His old house is still here, and his grandpa and grandma will help clean up when they are fine. Wang Mingbao will come back once in a week or two. .

"Why is there something on my mind?" Wang Yao asked, looking at Wang Mingbao with a gloomy look.

"Well, my old man told me about a marriage." Wang Mingbao said.

"Is this a good thing?" Wang Yao smiled after hearing it.

"What a shit!" Wang Mingbao took a sip of tea, "I have seen that woman, I don't like it."

"If you don't like it, do you just refuse it?"

"My dad's comrade-in-arms, I'm probably embarrassed." Wang Mingbao lit a cigarette and took two breaths.

"Is this mentioned long ago?"

"It seems to have mentioned it before."

"It is estimated that this matter became clear after the uncle mentioned the mayor?" Wang Yao smiled and said, "The girl's father is not an ordinary person, right?"

"It looks like the director of some bureau."

Everybody is right.

Wang Yao thought of this word.

"How does that girl feel about you?"

"It's okay." Wang Mingbao thought for a while.

Wang Mingbao is tall and strong, and looks masculine and very masculine. This is very popular with some girls. Besides, regardless of his family background, he also has his own career. It is probably not a girl with a brain problem. he.

"It's not easy, as long as the girl doesn't like you."

"Why don't she like it?" Wang Mingbao's eyes lit up.

"Do you still use me to teach you? It stands to reason that you should have more experience than me. Besides, getting married is a lifelong matter, so you might as well just talk to your uncle." Wang Yao said.

What the matchmaker said, the parents' order. That's how many years ago it happened!

"Okay, I will come to chat with you, I feel much happier, and I'm leaving."

"Let's go together, I will go up the mountain."

The two went out of the house together.

As soon as he parted, Wang Mingbao stopped and looked up at the dark mountains.

"You are really not afraid of walking alone." This is not the first time he has asked this question.

"What is there to be afraid of, the night in this mountain is actually beautiful!" Wang Yao said.

"Where is it beautiful?" Wang Mingbao listened.

"The starry sky is high and far away." Wang Yao raised his finger to the sky, "The mountains are quiet, and the breeze is faint." The flat finger pointed to the forest.

"Where is not beautiful?"

"Beautiful ghost!" Wang Mingbao laughed after hearing this. He had convinced his buddy, and this could be considered beautiful.

"Go away."

"Slow down."

Wang Mingbao turned into an alley and went back to his old house to rest. Wang Yao walked along the road in the middle of the village to the southern end of the mountain village. The hardened cement roadside was replaced by sand, and he continued forward. The mountain road began to bend and turn back. Look, the village behind you is lit up with lights, and you can hear sounds coming from almost everyone nearby.

Wang Yao's figure suddenly became faster, and dust flew underground.

The wind is whispering,

Winding mountain roads, like walking on the ground, in the dark night, seeing things like day.

His figure is like flying, even if he is on the way up the mountain, he doesn't cut it by half, but within a short time he has reached the top of the Nanshan Mountain, right in front of the hut.

The local dog came out of the kennel early and waited outside.

"Sanxian is good."

The hut lights up, and the dark hill is a little yellow.

The chanting sounded, drifting far away in the quiet night with the breeze.

The sky was clear the next morning.

Wang Yao, who had finished his practice, simply cooked some breakfast, and after eating it, he began to make "Tongluo San".

Ancient spring water, baicao pot, mountain firewood, herbs, everything is ready.

Light a fire and make a crackling sound when the firewood is burning.

A section of black vine, as dark as iron, is very tough.

Put it into water and cook for a long time.

The mountain spring water is gurgling and boiling.

Wang Yao is not in a hurry, adding some firewood from time to time, and then watching the changes in the medicinal soup.

With the passage of time, Wuteng's beginning to change, slowly becoming softer, and the color becoming lighter, and the medicinal power is gradually blending into the Daoyaotang. The color of the medicinal soup has also changed, becoming the color of coffee.

Add more firewood to keep the soup boiling.

"This black vine is as tough as iron, so it was the first to join it."

Seeing that the heat is almost there. Wang Yao has taken other medicinal materials.

Ephedra, angelica, yellow arrow... medicinal materials are added blindly.

Purple rain, a leaf with purple spots, like rain.

Return to Yuan, integrate the power of various medicinal materials.

The medicinal soup finally turned purple-red, exuding a unique fragrance.

"It's done!"

Removed the medicinal soup from the flames, took it to cool down and installed it.

"In the afternoon, let Zhou Xiong and his son come here."

After packing, he called Zhou Xiong and asked him to take Zhou Wukang with him in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, after lunch, Wang Yao just went up the mountain on his front foot, and Zhou Xiong took his son up the mountain on his back foot.

"Doctor Wang."

"Hello, uncle."

"Okay, come in and sit down."

After the father and son entered the house and sat for a while, Wang Yao took out the "Tongluosan" that had just been cooked. Pour a small cup.

"Drink it."

"Okay." Zhou Wukang took the teacup and drank it.

After he drank the medicinal soup, Wang Yao immediately massaged the torso, focusing on the dry left arm.

In a short while, Zhou Wukang's left arm was red.

"How do you feel?"

"It's a bit hot, something seems to be moving inside." The child said.

Well, after listening, Wang Yao continued to straighten out the meridian above his left arm.

After a while, I stopped, then signaled Zhou Wukang's pulse, and then continued to massage and massage, repeating this several times. Zhou Xiong stood aside nervously, seeing his son's arms glowing red and sweat on his forehead, but he was helpless, rubbing his hands on the side.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a bit." Zhou Wukang nodded.

"Then take a break."

Wang Yao stopped.

Sometimes, pain is also a good thing. At the very least, it means that there is still feeling on the child's arm, which is not completely dead.

After this treatment, it took several hours. The sun outside has hung on the top of the mountain.

"Okay, take him back to rest. His arm may be a little bit painful. Don't use painkillers, don't use cold water."

The medicine, Wang Yao didn't give him the father and son. He wanted to see the effect of the medicine after two days.

"Thank you Dr. Wang."

"Thank you uncle."

Zhou Xiong and his son hurriedly thanked them.

"Take him over in two days."

"Okay."

Wang Yao recorded the entire treatment process after Zhou Xiong and his son went down the mountain.

"Xiaokang, what do you think?" After going down the mountain, Zhou Xiong was a little worried about the condition of his child.

"Dad, I feel my arms keep getting hot, as if something is getting inside."

"Drill?"

"Hmm." Zhou Wukang said.

"Does that hurt?"

"It hurts~IndoMTL.com~I can stand it."

"Good." Zhou Xiong touched his son's head.

"I hope it will be useful."

It will be useful.

Wang Yao looked out the window. The prescription provided by the system included the three spirit grasses. It would be a strange thing if there is no electricity effect.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, and when he picked it up, it was Pan Jun who was calling.

　　

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