Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  It was not difficult to cure the poison produced by venomous insects, at least not in Wang Yao’s view. He only needed a piece of Miasma grass, adding some ancient spring.

  Sometimes, the more complicated the medicine was didn’t necessarily mean it was better. Its efficacy could not be seen until tomorrow.

  Wang Yao again read some books and did research relevant to the records of the poison. It was regarded as sorcery, which could be frequently seen in the south. It also prevailed in some remote places. People used poisonous insects to ruin someone else.

  Sun Zhengrong did not sleep well. First, he thought of many things that had happened a long time ago while he was thinking of Wang Yao’s words. Second, he felt uncomfortable. He felt abdominal pain. It was as if there was something inside biting him. It was hard to tell if it was just his mind playing tricks or the venomous insects. Thankfully it was just a dull pain.

  “I hope Doctor Wang will help me tackle this problem tomorrow,” he said.

  “You mustn’t have slept well,” Uncle Lin said to Sun Zhengrong, whose complexion looked terrible.

  “Ah, not too bad,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “Was it the poison?” Uncle Lin asked.

  “Yes, I can’t hide anything from you,” Sun Zhengrong replied.

  “I’ve served you for many decades,” Uncle Lin said.

  Someone sent up tea while they were talking.

  “Still them?” Uncle Lin asked.

  “Yes, it was them,” Sun Zhengrong said. “I forgave them then and let it go because I was merciful and soft-hearted. They pushed their luck and went too far. This time, we are confronted with each other again.”


  “Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t know,” Uncle Lin said. “They come from the Miao Territory. Their sorcery of the poison was so bizarre and unpredictable that we’ve suffered losses.”


  Click!

  The cup held in Sun Zhengrong’s hand cracked. He seemed to be reminded of really annoying things, so he looked extremely bad.

  “What a pity!” Sun Zhengrong gently put the cup on the table. “Go ahead. We have to see Doctor Wang.”


  “And, my lord, Doctor Wang is a god!” Uncle Lin said with excitement.

  “What?” Sun Zhengrong paused. “A god?”


  “Yes, I’ve been to the mountain and seen his amazing abilities,” Uncle Lin said. “I never knew that there was such man existed in the world, even after having been so many places with you.”


  “Ah, is there anything special on his mountain?” Sun Zhengrong asked.

  “It was a blessed spot,” Uncle Lin replied.

  Sun Zhengrong shocked again. Such a thing was just a fairytale in the view of most people. It shouldn’t actually exist in the world. In fact, it was real and indeed existed. And, there was someone who knew it like Sun Zhengrong. He saw some magical marvels in a place when he was young. It was that adventure that allowed him to build such a magnificent undertaking and also brought him troublesome enemy.

  “Are you sure?” Sun Zhengrong asked.

  “Do you remember, my lord? We saw it together,” Uncle Lin replied.

  Sun Zhengrong looked around at the yard in meditation. “It shouldn’t have been occurred,” he said.

  “Yes, the mountain was no more than 3,000 feet high and surrounded by an earth mound. It couldn’t be more normal,” Uncle Lin said.

  “Is it because of him?” Sun Zhengrong asked.

  “I guess. There are marvelous tactics deployed on the mountain,” Uncle Lin said.

  “Enough of that. I can’t help wanting to see it if you don’t stop,” Sun Zhengrong said as he raised his hand. “It’s best to keep it a secret from Yunsheng. We should visit Doctor Wang.”


  It was 9 a.m. when Wang Yao came down from the mountain. He saw Sun Zhengrong and Uncle Lin were waiting outside of the clinic.

  “Hello, Doctor Wang,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “Hello, sorry to have kept you waiting,” Wang Yao replied. He opened the door and invited them to come in. “Didn’t you sleep well?”


  “No, I thought of something and my abdomen was uncomfortable. It might just be in my head,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “Please wait for a moment.” Wang Yao went to next room.

  A piece of herb grass and a half pot of water. The medicine was vivid green. It gave off a special aroma and tasted subtly spicy. It was boiled down for a while.

  He brought out a cup of light medical soup. “Drink it all.”


  Sun Zhengrong drank it while it was hot. He felt his abdomen gurgle. It was like the boiling water in a pot. It seemed there was something coming out. Then, he felt his back abdomen warm.

  “Sorry, I……” Sun Zhengrong couldn’t continue speaking

  “It is just there if you go out. He can vomit at the basin,” Wang Yao told Uncle Lin next to him.

  Followed by Uncle Lin, Sun Zhengrong immediately went to the toilet and threw up at once. Apart from his breakfast, it was composed of blood and something sticky, like his sputum, but black brown. It seemed there was also something inside wriggling.

  Sun Zhengrong breathed heavily. Almost half of the basin was filled by the time he stopped. His face was rather pale. He stood up with the support of Uncle Lin.

  “To rinse your mouth.” Wang Yao passed him a paper cup.

  “Thanks,” Sun Zhengrong replied.

  “I’ll clear it away.” Uncle Lin began to clear away the stains splashed on the floor.

  “No worries,” Wang Yao said.

  He took some powder out of a bag he was carrying and evenly sprinkled on the floor. The rest of it was scattered into the basin. Sulphur could be used to kill insects.

  In fact, these venomous insects could not survive long once they left a human’s body. The medical efficacy of Miasma grass was fairly strong. Any poisonous insects would die once they touched it. This was why there were no venomous insects within nearly 4 square miles around Wang Yao’s medical field with Miasma grass on it. Even other spiritual insects were scared and avoided it.

  Wang Yao used the powder for security. It would be bad if the poisonous insects were flushed in the sewer. It could produce a poison different from the general harmful insects Wei Hai and Lv Xian were infected with.

  “Put it here for now,” Wang Yao said. He then checked Sun Zhengrong once again. “You need to take the medicine based on this amount. Remember that you have to tackle it with sulphur powder, no matter it is in your vomit or excretion.”


  “Thanks, Doctor Wang, and the cost of the medicine is?” Sun Zhengrong asked.

  “Ten thousand,” Wang Yao said.

  Sun Zhengrong agreed and paid the amount. He and Uncle Lin left.

  “How are you feeling how, my lord?” Uncle Lin asked.

  “Ah, the abdomen is still uncomfortable,” Sun Zhengrong said. “It never occurred me that I would have to bear such suffering in my life. By the way, don’t mention it to Yunsheng.”


  “How can we conceal it?” Uncle Lin asked.

  “Don’t talk if he doesn’t ask,” Sun Zhengrong replied.

  In the clinic, Wang Yao returned to the toilet to look at Sun Zhengrong’s vomit. He used a stick to turn it over. It was his first time seeing poisonous insects. They were not big, even smaller than a rice. They were too tiny to notice but really ferocious.

  Wang Yao recorded the appearance of the poisonous insects and drew on his booklet. Apart from his strong memory, his painting ability was also many times better than before since he got further senior constitution, mentality and knowledge.

  How could they breed these poisonous insects? He was curious because part of the knowledge he accepted from the system was relevant to insects. In folklore, some insects could be used in medicine like the scorpion, centipede, and spider. These insects accounted for a genre in Chinese medical materials.

  He flushed them into the sewer after assuring they were dead.

  In the afternoon, one more person came into the clinic. Lu Xiaomei would have been come earlier, but she was busy with some household matters.

  “Ah, you are much better,” Wang Yao said after checking her.

  “Thanks,” she replied.

  “You need to wait one more day,” Wang Yao said. “I’ll make up one more prescription for you. Come again tomorrow afternoon.”


  Wang Mingbao arrived just as Lu Xiaomei left.

  “When did you come back?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Last night. It is exhausting when you drive the whole journey,” Wang Mingbao replied.

  “How did you get along with Teacher Han?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Very well. I’ve good news,” Wang Mingbao said. “She broke up with her ex-boyfriend, so our romantic relationship is to be settled. ”


  “Congratulations, and how are those children in the village?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Good! They were really happy when receiving our gifts,” Wang Mingbao replied. “There’s one more thing. Guess who I meet?”


  “Who?”