Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Yesterday,” said Guo Zhenghe.

  “Why didn’t you tell me that you were going to come to Beijing? How long are you planning to stay?” asked Wang Yao.

  “It depends. I’ll stay for a week or so,” said Guo Zhenghe. “When are you available?” asked Guo Zhenghe.

  “Why?” said Wang Yao.

  “Some of my friends are interested in meeting you,” said Guo Zhenghe.

  “I’ll see when I’m free,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

  He didn’t want to meet with any youngsters from rich families.

  “Okay,” said Guo Zhenghe.

  He didn’t stay for long, and didn’t forget to say hello to Chen Ying, who had been busy doing chores around the house.

  Chen Ying came out of the room after Guo Zhenghe had left.

  “Mr. Guo seems to be very well informed,” said Chen Ying.

  Wang Yao arrived at Beijing two days ago. Only Su Xiaoxue’s family and his aunt knew that he was here. He hadn’t met or talked to anyone else. He didn’t know how Guo Zhenghe knew he was here.

  “Well, he knows a lot of people,” added Chen Ying.

  Obviously, she didn’t like Guo Zhenghe; she was even a bit scared of him. That was why she didn’t come out of the room until he had left. Wang Yao noticed it. He didn’t know the reason why Chen Ying didn’t like Guo Zhenghe. However, he didn’t ask.

  Chen Ying talked with Wang Yao for a while before going back to her room. Wang Yao sat in the courtyard and looked up at the sky by himself until it was past 9 pm. He stood up and walked to the center of the courtyard.

  Wang Yao stood in the center of the courtyard. He felt his Qi inside of his body and slowly released his to mingle with the air in the courtyard. His Qi was like a lead, or an inductor. Then he started to be able to feel everything around him, as if the air was solid. He tried to pull the air, which was like soft gauze.

  As he moved his hand, the gauze-like air moved with his hand. It became wind.

  It started to become windy in the courtyard, making rustling sounds.

  Chen Ying looked through the window to watch Wang Yao practice Kung Fu. She thought the way Wang Yao moved his body and hands were weird. She couldn’t find any routine to his movements. The leaves were rustling in the areas Wang Yao’s hands reached. However, the leaves in the distance didn’t move at all.

  The wind was caused by Wang Yao’s movements.

  Causing wind through movements of arms and legs could be achieved by some Kung Fu masters when the movements were extremely rapid. However, Wang Yao’s movements were slow and gentle. It seemed like Tai Chi, but not exactly. The slow movements still caused the wind to gust around him. This was really significant.

  Wang Yao really enjoyed the practice. He didn’t stop until it was midnight. Then he went inside to rest.

  The courtyard was full of leaves.

  The next morning, it started to drizzle.

  The rain was light and cool.

  Autumn rain was like silk.

  It was nice to have a cup of tea and read a book in such a day, or just do nothing but watch the rain. For some people, it was nice to have a nap in a rainy day.

  Wang Yao and Chen Ying went to the facility where Chen Ying’s brother stayed for treatment.

  Chen Ying handed Wang Yao an umbrella after they got out of the car.

  “Thank you,” said Wang Yao.

  As Chen Ying had already contacted the facility, everyone working in the facility was waiting for her. Chen Ying’s brother was a VIP patient. As his family member, Chen Ying paid a considerably high fee every year to support the facility. As gratitude for the amount that she gave for the facility, Chen Ying was highly respected. The manager of the facility would try her best to satisfy Chen Ying’s requests.

  “Good morning, Miss Chen.” The person who welcomed them was a middle-aged woman. She was short and skinny, but was in good spirits.

  “Good morning, Ms. Fu,” said Chen Ying.

  “I’ve arranged everything. Please follow me,” said Ms. Fu, the facility manager.

  Chen Ying and Wang Yao followed her.

  “Try to aim accurately this time, don’t go wrong,” said a patient.

  “I think we need to change of point of view in the upcoming multi-party talks,” said another patient.

  “In a long run, gold will become hard currency,” said a third patient.

  “I’ve told you I’m the offspring of the emperor of Tang Dynasty. I have the sword given by Mingcheng Emperor at home,” said a fourth patient.

  Wang Yao heard a lot of talking from the patients in the facility on his way.

  The contents were colorful and full of imagination.

  “Here we are,” said the facility manager.

  She took them to a private treatment room. Inside was a young man who looked about 15 years old. He was good-looking. He sat on a chair. His eyes were calm and focused.

  “Zhou?” said Chen Ying softly.

  “Why couldn’t my Heart-breaking sword beat his Red-sleeve blade?” said Chen Zhoug.

  He seemed to be obsessed with Kung Fu.

  “What do you think, Dr. Wang?” asked Chen Ying.

  “Let me take a look at him.” Wang Yao walked towards Chen Zhou with a smile.

  “Who are you?” Chen Ying’s brother stared at Wang Yao.

  “I’m the one who can make you better,” said Wang Yao.

  “Can you resolve the alien Qi inside my body?” asked Chen Zhou.

  “Yes. Tell you the truth. I know the Kung Fu skills from the Yi-Gin Ching,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

  “Impossible! Yi-Gin Ching is the secretive Kung Fu scripture from Shaolin. Only the Shaolin abbots and the Ocean Hall masters could access the Yi-Gin Ching. How did you get the scripture? Who are you? Did you kill Xuanchen?” Chen Zhou’s eyes suddenly became sharp, and he became so different.

  “Yes, I killed him,” said Wang Yao.

  “Okay, go to Shaolin with me. Tell them the truth, that I’m innocent!” said Chen Zhou.

  He suddenly grabbed Wang Yao’s wrist with significant force.

  “Are you Nameless South or Saint Sword North?” said Wang Yao.

  “What?” Chen Zhou’s facial expression changed again. He looked quite serious.

  “What are you?” asked Chen Zhou.

  “Who is Chen Ying?” said Wang Yao.

  “Chen Ying?” Chen Zhou was stunned by the name. He was lost in his thoughts. “The name sounds so familiar.”


  “Do you have any family members?” asked Wang Yao.

  “I don’t have any family members left. They have all died in a fire!” Chen Zhou’s look changed again. He was furious.

  “God is so unfair. I became a Kung Fu master but couldn’t exchange my skills for their lives!” shouted Chen Zhou.

  Chen Ying looked so worried. She didn’t understand why Wang Yao asked those irrelevant questions nor why her brother was giving even more irrelevant answers.

  He lived in his own world.

  This was how Wang Yao felt. Chen Zhou lived in a world of Kung Fu, which was complicated but exciting.

  “I see,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

  Then he suddenly waved his hand. Chen Ying didn’t even see what exactly Wang Yao did before Chen Zhou passed out.

  “What?!” Chen Ying held onto her brother who was about to fall.

  “Dr. Wang, what did you do?” asked Chen Ying with concern.

  “Haha, don’t worry. He’s fine. I just made him lose consciousness temporarily. It would make the treatment more effective. You saw how he was. Given his mental status, I couldn’t treat him when he was alert,” said Wang Yao.

  “What to do next?” asked Chen Ying.

  “Put him on the bed,” said Wang Yao.

  Chen Ying followed Wang Yao’s instruction to put her brother on the bed next to the wall carefully.

  Wang Yao went close to check the meridians in Chen Zhou’s head.

  “There is some problem in the meridians in his head,” said Wang Yao.

  This was the first time he found something wrong with Chen Zhou.

  The meridians were not blocked, but distorted.

  “Well, it’s strange. How come I didn’t find this last time?” murmured Wang Yao.

  He took a closer look at Chen Zhou to confirm he had a problem.

  “What is wrong, Dr. Wang?” asked Chen Ying anxiously as Wang Yao looked a bit confused.

  “There is some problem. Let me take a look again,” said Wang Yao.

  He had another look and found that some delicate meridians in Chen Zhou’s head were also suffering from the issue.

  Things would become easier, now that he had found the problem.

  Wang Yao started to massage Chen Zhou’s head in an extremely gentle way. He released his Qi into Chen Zhou’s head through massage. He tried to combine his strength and Qi to unblock and reshape the meridians. Of course, the meridians were inside Chen Zhou’s head, so Wang Yao was particularly careful.

  It was very quiet in the room, no one dared to disturb him.

  Chen Ying held her breath. She could tell that Wang Yao was conducting a special treatment session for her brother.

  Chen Zhou started to sweat on his head. His body was shaking slightly.

  Chen Ying wiped the sweat off her brother’s forehead. She was clutching her hand anxiously. He was her only family member left in this world. She couldn’t afford to lose him.

  After about 40 minutes, Wang Yao moved his hands away from Chen Zhou’s head.

  “Well.” He breathed a sigh of relief.

  “Done,” said Wang Yao.

  “Finished?” asked Chen Ying.

  “I meant today’s session was over. We won’t know the result until he wakes up. He won’t fully recover following one session, though,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

  He pressed gently at a few acupuncture points at the back of Chen Zhou’s head while he spoke. Chen Zhou woke up after a few minutes.

  “Sis, when did you arrive?” Chen Zhou’s eyes became clear and recognized Chen Ying immediately.

  “Where is this place?” Then he noticed he was not in his room.

  “This treatment room was arranged by the facility manager, and this is Dr. Wang,” said Chen Ying.

  “Dr. Wang just gave you a massage treatment,” added Chen Ying.

  “Massage treatment?” said Chen Zhou with a surprise. “I don’t think anyone can cure me. Sis, stop worrying about me and stop paying for me to stay in this fancy facility. Can we change to a different hospital?” asked Chen Zhou.

  Chen Zhou was very considerate when he was sober. He didn’t want to burden his sister.

  “Dr. Wang is an extraordinary doctor. You need to have faith,” said Chen Ying.

  “Okay,” said Chen Zhou. He didn’t have many choices.

  “Let me take another look at you,” said Wang Yao.

  Wang Yao had a look at Chen Zhou again. He checked his head as well as the other parts of his body. Wang Yao found that in fact Chen Zhou was physically quite healthy. He just had a mental illness.

  “Good, you have no issue with physical health,” said Wang Yao.

  “I know. I have a mental illness.” Chen Zhou didn’t attempt to hide his mental problem.

  “It will take some time to recover,” said Wang Yao.

  He was sure that his Qi worked in treating illnesses. The next step was to cure Chen Zhou’s mental illness.

  Wang Yao and Chen Ying had been in the mental facility for the whole morning. An alert Chen Zhou cherished the time with his sister. He was quite talkative. He had lunch with Wang Yao and Chen Ying. He maintained alert throughout the whole morning.

  “Remember to ask Ms. Fu to arrange people to observe your brother closely. The staff here need to talk to him regularly to document his psychotic episodes. They need to notify you every time he has an episode,” said Wang Yao to Chen Ying before leaving.

  “Okay,” said Chen Ying.

  She went ahead to pass Wang Yao’s instruction to Ms. Fu, then left with Wang Yao.

  “Dr. Wang, what do you think of my brother’s condition?” asked Chen Ying.

  “It’s strange,” said Wang Yao.