Elixir Supplier Chapter 229: How can there be immortals in the world?

After a few words, Wang Yao was about to leave, but Song Ruiping stopped him.

"Doctor Wang, please stay."

"What's the matter?"

"Can you treat Xiaoxue's face during the next treatment?" Song Ruiping asked hopefully.

"Face?" Wang Yao was taken aback after listening, and then he understood what the other party was thinking.

What a young youth cares about most is not his future or work, but his own image, or his face. This is especially true for women. They spend a lot of time every day. dress up myself.

The girl lying on the hospital bed hoped to see her face more than once, even once.

"Okay, I will try." Wang Yao said.

The medicine has been tested on the palm of the hand and it is effective. There should be no problem when it is used on the face.

"Thank you."

The couple personally delivered Wang Yao to the door.

After that, the two old men, Chen and Li, also left.

"Have you seen it?" Old Chen took the lead.

"I see, it's amazing!" Old Li exclaimed.

"I have tried and tasted that medicine." Old Chen said.

"Oh, what is it?!" Old Li hurriedly asked.

"I only tasted a few of them, but the most important medicine is still not clear, and I really can't think of any other medicinal materials with such miraculous effects." Old Chen said.

"Where did this young man learn such great medical skills?" Old Li said.

"I asked, but he didn't say."

"It's weird to say it."

"It's not a shame to stay in a small city with such an ability to be unknown!"

"What a pity, I think it's good. Have you experienced less in these years?" said the slightly fatter old man.

"The things this young man needs are most likely the ones we think have been lost."

"So what, and want to carry forward, none of your things may be able to pass on!"

The two old friends just walked and bickered, and then went back to their respective homes.

When Wang Yao and Chen Ying returned to the courtyard, they found someone waiting outside, a beautiful figure under the bright light.

Beauty is flowery and picturesque.

"Come to the capital, why don't you tell me?" He smiled lightly and swayed.

"I didn't want to disturb you."

The visitor is the eldest lady of the Guo family, Guo Sirou.

"Come in and sit down."

The three people entered the small courtyard and into the living room.

"Just came back from Xiaoxue?"

"Yes, I have just treated her." Wang Yao said.

"Is she better?"

"Something better."

"How long are you going to stay in Beijing this time?"

"It depends on the situation, as far as possible to make her disease have a fundamental improvement." Wang Yao said.

"When are you free, go to my house and sit?"

"Tomorrow?" Wang Yao said after thinking for a while. It's really hard for him to refuse Guo Sirou's request.

"Good."

Guo Sirou came here this time mainly to get in touch with Wang Yao. By the way, he asked him to come over and show her grandpa.

"If you have any phone calls in the capital, you can call me at any time."

"Ok, thank you in advance."

Guo Siro left after sitting here for ten minutes.

After she left, Wang Yao also returned to her room, and then recorded the course of the treatment during the day and the situation and effect of the medication in the notebook. At the same time, she was also analyzing the areas for improvement, although the Shengji San had already started. When it came time to take out the ulcerated tissue and promote the regeneration of muscles and muscles, it was able to solve all the problems. Su Xiaoxue's body had other diseases that needed comprehensive consideration.

It was not until ten o'clock in the night that Wang Yao turned off the lights and rested.

In the early morning of the second day, Wang Yaoqi started to practice boxing in the courtyard. During his movements, he only felt that the internal breath in his body was rushing like a dragon, and finally the veins showed signs of smoothness.

As long as this pulse is unobstructed, the internal breath can circulate throughout the body.

Unfortunately, almost.

Wang Yao didn't force anymore, instead he took his work to eat.

While eating, a distinguished guest came to the small courtyard, a young man with a bright smile like the sun.

The eldest son of the Guo family, Guo Zhenghe, and Wang Yao once saved his life.

"Hello, Mr. Guo." Chen Ying said hello with a smile.

"I have told you many times, just tell me to be in peace. I will be unhappy if I do this next time, Sister Ying." Guo Zhenghe said with a smile.

Speaking of this, Guo Zhenghe went directly to the room, at the table where Wang Yao was eating.

"When did you come to the capital, Doctor Wang?"

"Two days ago."

"Why didn't you tell me when you came to Beijing, if you didn't happen to meet the old sister, I really don't know you are here." Guo Zhenghe smiled.

"I didn't want to disturb you." Wang Yao answered truthfully.

"How can it be considered to be an interruption, you have come a thousand miles, you are a distinguished guest, we should greet you, how long are you going to stay in the capital?"

"It depends on the situation."

"Since I'm here, stay a little longer, and I will try my best to be a landlord."

"No trouble."

"Do you have other arrangements today?"

"Yes."

"Then another day?"

"No need." Wang Yao smiled and shook his head.

"I'll wait for your call." Guo Zhenghe didn't force it anymore, got up and left, taking a sip of the tea on the table.

"Guo son is rarely rejected." After he left, Chen Ying came to Wang Yao and whispered.

"People, should learn to be rejected."

"I don't think Mr. Guo will be happy, although his smile is as bright as the sun, but..." Chen Ying didn't say the next thing, but the meaning was obvious.

A kind reminder.

"Thank you."

It didn't take long for Guo Sirou to arrive as scheduled.

The two went to Guo's house together, which is exactly where Guo Lao lives.

"Your brother was here just now."

"Really, what does he want to do with you, does he want to entertain you?" Guo Sirou listened.

"Yes, but I refused."

"He was kind."

"I said, I don't want to trouble people."

Speaking, the car has arrived. It turns out that the old man lives in a place not particularly far from the small courtyard where Wang Yao lives, but he has to undergo inspections one after another, which shows that the old man’s identity is unusual.

The car stopped outside a small courtyard.

"Is this Ouchi?" Wang Yao, who got off the car, asked with a smile.

"Hehe." Guo Sirou just smiled after hearing it.

Entering the small courtyard, he saw the old man again, the old man with a dying wind, lying on a chair, looking at the trees in the courtyard in a daze.

"Grandpa."

"Oh, Doctor Wang, welcome." The old man was very happy after seeing Wang Yao, and stood up with the assistance of a middle-aged man.

"Hello."

Weak breath and dull expression. Like a candle in the wind, it will go out at any time.

This is the first feeling this old man gives to Wang Yao.

After sitting down, someone poured Wang Yao a cup of tea, which was delicious.

The old man chatted with Wang Yao for a while and asked about things. About Wang Yao’s family, it’s like a kind elder. If it’s not the capital, it’s not here, he would have nothing to do with the ordinary neighboring grandpa. Different.

Wang Yao gave the old man a pulse check, and the situation was very bad.

Natural aging, no one can fight against it except gods.

"You are not sick." Wang Yao thought for a while and could only say so.

The old man smiled after hearing this.

"I said, this is natural aging, there is no way." The old man smiled, and he looked at it.

"Can't you do it?" Guo Sirou hurriedly asked after hearing this.

"Sorry."

Time is a long river, and life is like a boat traveling in the middle of the river. Have you ever seen anyone staying for even a moment?

"Peiyuan Soup" can consolidate the roots, but also slow down aging, and its effect on him is already limited; "Shoushou Pill" is magical, but Wang Yao doesn't want to show it in front of these dignitaries.

"What's so sorry about this, no one is immortal!" The old man smiled.

He had a chat with Wang Yao for a while, but he was obviously less energetic and soon felt tired.

"Grandpa, take a rest first, and I will send Dr. Wang back."

"Okay, thank you for chatting with my old man." The old man smiled.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Wang Yao left the courtyard and glanced back.

The old man's life limit is only three months, and he may pass away at any time.

"Doctor Wang, can you talk alone?" Guo Sijudo said before getting on the bus.

"Okay."

The car drove them to a building similar to a clubhouse. The owner was a middle-aged woman who looked like her in her thirties and was well maintained. When Guo Sirou hurried to greet him, they obviously knew each other a long time ago. In the private room on the second floor, the woman looked at Wang Yao more.

"Coffee?"

"Qingcha, thank you."

The tea was served soon, and the middle-aged woman put down the tea and left, leaving the two of them in the room.

"Doctor Wang, I'll speak up if I have something to say." Guo Siju said.

"Please speak."

"Is Peiyuan Tang still effective for my grandpa's body?"

"The effect is limited." Wang Yao said.

This is the force of time, the most powerful force between the heavens and the earth, and even in the universe. "Pei Yuan Tang" is certainly useful, but for the old man at this time, it is nothing more than a trivial effect.

"I heard that Dr. Wang has a magical pill, how can it be brought back to life?!" Guo Sirou continued, staring at Wang Yao tightly while speaking.

"Hehe." Wang Yao smiled after hearing this, "How can it be so magical!"

"Can it be used by my grandpa?"

"No~IndoMTL.com~Wang Yao shook his head.

"Why?"

"Not suitable."

Guo Siro remained silent after hearing this. Since Wang Yao said it was not suitable, she could not force it.

"Miss Guo, natural aging is something that cannot be resisted by manpower alone. Old Guo is already ninety years old, and he is a man of longevity, so I can see it."

"From childhood to adulthood, Grandpa loved me the most." Guo Sirou said softly, looking out the window.

"If possible, I hope he can live forever."

Wang Yao was silent after listening.

Is that possible? He really dare not say this.

There are such miraculous varieties among the top-grade "Spirit Grass" recorded in "Ling Cao Lu".