Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Wang Yao knew about this. Chinese medicine was currently in a weak position. It was completely suppressed by Western medicine.

  “Old people like us don’t have many years left. Thinking about it now, we just hope that someone can inherit and promote Chinese medicine,” the old Mr. Sang said a little emotionally.

  He was already old. He decided to let things be. He saw things more deeply. It was no longer about an individual but an affiliation. This breadth of mind was hard to come by.

  “You’re still strong,” Zhou Xiong said smiling.

  “Ha, ha.” Sang Guzi waved his hand. “I know my own body best.”


  He was in his 70s. Although he paid attention to regimen due to his knowledge in pharmaceutical technology, his body was aging. Any form of regimen was only to delay the aging process. Eventually, it could not beat the passing of time.

  The old Mr. Sang was talkative during dinner and said a lot of things, but it was mostly unrelated to Chinese medicine. They were mostly old stories or about his experiences. These moved Wang Yao and the others deeply.

  After dinner, everyone went their separate ways.

  Sang Guzi stopped Wang Yao and took out a new book from his bag.

  “This is a present for you.”


  “Present?”


  Wang Yao took a look at it. It was a medical book with a title that was a little strange.

  Sang Yao Medical Book.

  “Is this……” Wang Yao vaguely guessed something. “Your book?”


  “Yes.”


  “Has it been published?”


  “Not yet. I’ve only made a few advanced copies.”


  “Congratulations.” Wang Yao remembered the old man saying that this was his last dream. It was about to be realized.

  “Thank you. I need to thank you properly,” Sang Guzi replied. The ancient “four ways of diagnosis,” which was explained by Wang Yao, had given him a huge enlightenment.

  “You’re too modest. Thank you for the present. I like it very much.”


  Wang Yao spoke his mind. Such a book was just a pile of paper in the eyes of those who did not understand it. It was something valuable to Wang Yao. The insights, reflections, and experiences of the old man, who had practiced medicine for his whole life, were recorded in the book. This book was a summary of his lifelong practice in medicine.

  “It’s good that you like it. I hope that you can create your own world in this field.”


  “Thank you. I’ll definitely work hard,” Wang Yao replied.

  After dropping old Mr. Sang off at the hotel, Wang Yao drove back home.

  He parked his car. Seeing that the lights were still on at home, Wang Yao went inside to greet his parents and gave them a massage. He then went up the hill. It was already past 10 p.m. when he arrived at Nanshan Hill, but he was wide awake. With the lights turned on, he picked up the medical book given to him by Sang Guzi and studied it devotedly.

  In the book’s preface, he saw a paragraph written to thank a person especially. This person’s name was not revealed. Only the word “pharmacist” was mentioned. Sang Guzi expressed his heartfelt gratitude to that person. Because of this, the book was named Sang Yao Medical Book, which sounded a bit strange.

  You’re too modest!

  Wang Yao knew the person who Sang Guzi was grateful for in the preface was himself. He could not help but admire the breadth of the old man’s mind from the bottom of his heart.

  The content of the book was comprehensive. It included the analyses of medical cases, formulas, and the medical theory of acupuncture, including most of the content of Chinese medicine. It was a medical book that was hard to come by. He could not put the book down once he started reading it. He did not remember the time until past 1 a.m. He placed the book down with care. He got up to wash himself up, turned off the lights, and went to bed.

  Wang Yao woke up early the next day.

  The sky was a little gloomy. As usual, he went to the rock on top of the hill to practice Chinese boxing.

  Looking from afar, a person could be seen moving on the mountain rock. It was sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Moving closer, some sounds could be heard, as if something pierced through the air. The person could still be seen moving, but his limbs could not be seen clearly because his movements were too fast. This seemed to have violated the profound meaning in Tai Chi, which was to be slow. However, this was another kind of profound meaning in Quan Jing.

  Open!

  A fist was extended with a bang. It sounded like the explosion of a thunderbolt, which was quite a strange sound.

  Phew. Wang Yao drew a long breath.

  He induced the Qi and ended the practice. He then went down the hill. He heard his phone ringing just as he entered the herbal field.

  Pan Jun was calling to ask about the matter yesterday.

  “Your friend’s matter?”


  “Yes,” Pan Jun said.

  “I’m free today.”


  “I’ll take him there in the morning.”


  It was confirmed with a few words. He would meet Pan Jun’s friend, who had a strange disease that was difficult to be brought up.

  He walked around the herbal field and looked at the herbs closely. After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Yao went down the hill and waited at the medical center.

  At past 10 a.m., Pan Jun and his friend arrived at the medical center.

  Pan Jun’s friend was about 6-foot-tall and well-built.

  “Dr. Wang, this is my friend, Chen Wei.”


  “Hello, Dr. Wang.”


  “Hello.”


  After taking a seat, Wang Yao gave him a diagnosis by checking his pulse.

  Huh?

  “Has your waist been injured before?”


  “Yes,” Chen Wei replied.

  He was a faithful man. His waist was injured while helping his friend.

  The man in front of him, who looked strong, had actually suffered from the disease due to the injuries of the channels and collaterals in his waist.

  “Do you sometimes have bloody urine?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Yes,” Chen Wei hurriedly answered.

  “There’s a problem with your kidneys, too.”


  The kidney was the origin of congenital constitution. The malfunction of the kidney would affect a considerable part of the body functions, making other problems arise.

  “I’ll prescribe you medicine.”


  Astragalus, pilose antler, Eucommia ulmoides, matrimony vine……

  After prescribing the formula, Wang Yao took the herbs according to the formula from the medicine peck at the side.

  “A course of treatment is 10 days long. There’s another medicine.”


  Wang Yao prescribed him another medicine, which was mainly used to dredge his channels and collaterals.

  “You can moderately apply hot compress on this area.” Wang Yao pointed at his waist, which was where he had been injured.

  “Do you feel cold sometimes?”


  Surprised, Chen Wei replied, “Yes. I’ll feel cold even in the dog days of summer.”


  He put away the contempt he previously had for the young man. Wang Yao could observe many things just by checking his pulse. This doctor was really a person with a concrete capability, just like what Pan Jun said.

  Wang Yao wrote down a few things that Chen Wei had to pay attention to in his activities. A person who was ill had to take medicine and nurse his health.

  “Thank you!” Chen Wei paid the fee with great satisfaction.

  After Chen Wei left, Pan Jun stayed behind and spoke to Wang Yao.

  “Dr. Wang, is my buddy’s illness serious?”


  “He’s about to get divorced. Of course it’s serious,” Wang Yao joked. “There’s still time to receive treatment now. It’ll be tedious if he’s a step late.”


  The two said their goodbyes. Pan Jun stepped out of the door and got into the car. His friend still asked him about the matter.

  “Hey, did Dr. Wang say my illness can be cured?” He was having a headache because of this. This matter made his wife unhappy.

  The couple’s lives could not go on. How were they going to communicate and improve their relationship? If this was continued, they were going to be divorced.

  “As long as you take the medicine according to the formula, there definitely won’t be a problem,” Pan Jun replied.

  “That’s good then. That’s good. If it’s really useful, I’ll have to thank him properly!”


  After they left, Wang Yao wrote the medical case down into his notebook. He had to see another patient in the afternoon.

  The patient was Fang Yi, a girl with a strange disease.

  They were scheduled to come in the morning, but they were held up due to some matters. They had rescheduled to come in the afternoon.

  After lunch, the sky began to thunder. It was the depressing kind. It then rained quickly. Soon, there was a heavy downpour.

  Wang Yao was home. He stood by the door looking at the heavy rain outside.

  The hills on the west and east side of the village could be seen from the courtyard of his house. The hills were near. They were just in front of him. They were full of trees. that were still quite green in the season. They were even greener after being washed by the rain.

  The rain only finally slowed after more than an hour, but it did not stop. Wang Yao held an umbrella and went to the medical center. He read the Sang Yao Medical Book attentively.

  It rained quietly outside.

  Fang Yi and her family arrived in the rain at 2.30 p.m.