Elixir Supplier Chapter 444
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Chapter 444: A Stone with an Herbal EffectTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The house was filled with a chaotic aura and strong Yin energy. Only super fit people like Wang Yao would be safe from the impact of the negative energy. Otherwise, even a healthy adult would be sick sooner or later.
“The two stones will affect my health?” asked Lun Hengran.
“Look, what do you think would happen if you lived in a cemetery for two months? Your condition is closely related to the two worship stones. Think about it. When did you buy the two stones? Did you buy them in autumn?” asked Wang Yao.
“Yeah, you are right. I saw the two stones during a trip in November. I bought them because I thought they were pretty. Then I started to have health issues!” Lun Hengran’s eyes lit up.
Wang Yao had found the cause of Lun Hengran’s symptoms.
“I’m throwing them away now!” said Lun Hengran grumpily.
He spent 500 yuan on two worship stones of different sizes, which had brought him nothing but illness. He had seen a number of doctors in the last two months. No wonder no medication worked and his symptoms had been getting worse. The cause was inside his house, but no one except for Wang Yao found it. Without finding the cause of his symptoms, nothing but elixirs would do anything, and even that would be limited.
“I’m throwing them away!” repeated Lun Hengran angrily.
“Don’t.” Wang Yao stopped him immediately.
“Why?” asked Lun Hengran.
“What if the stones were taken by someone else and placed in their house after you throw them away?” said Wang Yao.
The two stones were pretty. Someone who had no idea of what they were would probably take them as a decoration and place them at home. Then the stones would continue to harm people.
“Let me crush it with a hammer and throw them into the rubbish bin.” Lun Hengran believed that his symptoms and misery were caused by the two stones and determined to destroy them.
“What a waste! If you don’t mind, give them to me,” said Wang Yao.
“To you? What do you need them for?” asked Lun Hengran.
“I can use them for my herbal decoctions,” said Wang Yao.
“Really? They can be put into herbal decoctions?” asked Lun Hengran with surprise.
“Of course. The function of worship stones was well documented in Sheng Nong’s Herbal Classic and Compendium Of Materia Medica,” said Wang Yao.
“What effect do they have in an herbal decoction?” asked Lun Hengran.
“I can boil them in the water with some other herbs to remove excessive Yang energy and resolve Yang toxins,” said Wang Yao.
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He saw this in The Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases.
“Okay, I’ll give them to you,” said Lun Hengran.
“Take me to a herb shop nearby. I’ll prescribe a formula for you to take for seven days. You’ll definitely get better now,” said Wang Yao.
“Okay,” said Lun Hengran.
They went to a herb shop near Lun Hengran’s house. Wang Yao asked for several herbs, and put them together in a different quantity.
“Take it the same way as I told you last time,” said Wang Yao.
“Okay, I see. Thank you,” said Lun Hengran.
“You are welcome. Actually, I should thank you,” said Wang Yao, smiling.
He had an unexpected reward for visiting his home.
He gained two rare stones and an alternative solution to a health problem.
Illnesses could be closely related to one’s living environment. He had thought about it before but hadn’t done any research on it.
“Since you are here, let me invite you for dinner,” said Lun Hengran.
“No, thanks. I think you should go home and have a good rest. Call me if you have any other questions,” said Wang Yao. He left the number of the landline in his clinic to Lun Hengran.
“Okay, see you later,” said Lun Hengran.
“See you,” said Wang Yao.
He went back to the village with two unusual stones.
“Boil the stone in the water? Take them as herbs? Do you think I’m only three years old? Just tell me you like the two stones directly!” said Lun Hengran in disdain. “But I did start to get sick after I had bought the two stones. My problem is probably related to them.” He still didn’t completely trust Wang Yao.
. . .
Meanwhile, in Beijing, Lu Xian went to see Su Changhe.
“Professor Su, what do you think of my condition?” asked Lu Xian.
He had finished taking the decoction given by Wang Yao, and had been examined in the hospital again.
He initially planned to stay in Lianshan for at least ten days, but he had to leave early due to family matters. Therefore, he took the chance to get a thorough check in the hospital. The results of blood test were objective, giving him a good idea of his health.
“Good, the improvement is obvious,” said Su Changhe.
“Great! I’m glad to hear it. Very glad!” said Lu Xian.
After taking the decoction given by Wang Yao, he could feel obviously that he had been getting better. The pain in his chest was diminishing. He was more energetic and his appetite had increased. He could tell he looked better when he was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror every morning. His mood was also better. He was no longer depressed. Everything was getting better.
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His family could also tell the change. They were sincerely happy for him.
“When will you go to Lianshan again?” asked Su Changhe.
“Tomorrow morning. I planned to stay there for some time, but had to come back due to family matters. Now everything has been sorted out,” said Lu Xian.
“Good, say hello to Dr. Wang for me,” said Su Changhe.
“I will,” said Lu Xian.
. . .
Li Maoshuang visited Wang Yao’s clinic in the afternoon.
“Your uncle’s funeral went alright?” asked Wang Yao.
“Yes, all good. Thank you for your assistance and support,” said Li Maoshuang, who seemed to have lost some weight.
“Don’t be too upset. Death might not have been a bad thing for him,” said Wang Yao.
“You are right. Living with cancer was torture. I could tell,” said Li Maoshuang.
After chatting with Wang Yao for a short while, Li Maoshuang asked about the fee for the treatment for his uncle.
Wang Yao hadn’t charged Li Maoshuang’s uncle a cent since he started to treat the old man.
“Hmmm…” Wang Yao told Li Maoshuang the fee after thinking for a while.
Actually, the decoction Wang Yao gave Li Maoshuang’s uncle was priceless.
He had used a number of licorice roots in the decoction, which was as precious as the prolongation pill.
However, the old man had passed away. It was inappropriate for Wang Yao to charge over one million from his family, let alone the fact that Li Maoshuang was a friend.
“Okay.” Li Maoshuang accepted the fee without thinking.
“I heard you are going to visit Qinzhou?” asked Li Maoshuang.
“Yes, to help those kids. We are leaving the day after tomorrow,” said Wang Yao.
He and his friends had planned the trip.
“Can I go with you guys? The funeral’s done, so I have plenty of time to do something else. I just want to take the chance to go away,” said Li Maoshuang.
“Of course. The more people, the better,” said Wang Yao, smiling.
. . .
Wang Yao left Nanshan Hill early the next morning. He drove to Lianshan town center.
He met with Pan Jun in town, and together they went to the paralyzed old man’s house together.
“Hello, Dr. Wang, please come in.” The old man’s wife was glad to see Wang Yao. She invited Wang Yao and Pan Jun into the house, and made them a pot of tea.
It was an old house, and it was cold inside.
“Don’t worry about us, let me take a look at your husband,” said Wang Yao.
“Okay,” said the old man’s wife.
“Sir, how do you feel?” asked Wang Yao.
“I feel much better. I have some sensation and some movement in my toes and legs now. I also started to have sensation in my arms,” said the old man.
“Can you show me the movement?” asked Wang Yao.
“Okay!” The old man made some movements in front of Wang Yao.
“Great! You’ve gained some mobility back. This is a good thing. Let me take a look,” said Wang Yao.
He took a good look at the old man, and found that some of the blood clots had resolved.
Then he gave the old man a small cup of decoction to take before massage therapy. Wang Yao massaged the old man’s chest and stomach area to facilitate the absorption of the decoction and blood flow.
He started to massage the old man’s head gently after 40 minutes. He also released some Qi into the old man’s head to stimulate and unblock the meridians in the head.
The old man continued to feel warmth and a swelling sensation in his head.
“Tell me if you have any pain in your head,” said Wang Yao.
“Sure,” said the old man.
The human head was the most complicated and vital part of human body. It contained the human brain, facial features, and a large number of acupuncture points and meridians.
“Ouch, I feel a bit of pain there,” said the old man.
“Oh, I see,” said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao reduced the strength he applied to the massage. He finished the therapy session 10 minutes later. Then, he sat next to the old man to observe him for an hour to make sure the old man responded well to the massage therapy.
“Good, today’s treatment session is over,” said Wang Yao.
The old man’s wife invited Wang Yao for dinner at her house again. Wang Yao declined.
“Thank you, Ma’am, but I have to see another patient in the afternoon.” Wang Yao was not lying. He had promised Zhou Wuyi that he would visit him in the afternoon.
“Okay. Please come here for dinner when you are available,” said the old man’s wife.
“Sure,” said Wang Yao.
After he had left the village, Wang Yao began to drive to the unit Zhou Xiong had rented in Lianshan town center.
“Uncle, please drink some water,” said Sha Zhihua.
“Okay, thank you, Zhihua.” Zhou Wuyi was happy for his nephew. Sha Zhihua seemed to be a nice and gentle woman, a good wife. She was the best thing Zhou Xiong had gained during his trip to Lianshan.
“When will Dr. Wang drop by?” asked Sha Zhihua.
“He said he will come by in the afternoon. He went to see another patient in the morning,” said Zhou Wuyi.
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