Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Yes, his student came to me to talk about it,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  “He has a student?” Sun Zhengrong asked with surprise.

  “I mentioned it to you last time. His student is a doctor working in the Lianshan Hospital,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  “Oh, I remember now. Don’t worry about the hill. You just need to get ready. Your priority is the apartments. Make sure the construction is going smoothly,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “I see,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  “How are your Uncle Lin and Hao?” Sun Zhengrong asked.

  “They are doing well. Dr. Wang has seen both of them. They should be able to fully recover in a month,” Sun Yunsheng replied.

  “Good,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “Dr. Wang may have come across some trouble,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  “I know. I’ve talked to relevant personnel. You need to make friends with him with your heart. Try to solve his problems without him asking,” Sun Zhengrong said.

  “But, he won’t know it was me helping him,” Sun Yunsheng said with confusion.

  “He doesn’t need to know it right away. But, he will know you have helped him one day, and he will be appreciative,” Sun Zhengrong said. “I want Dr. Wang to be our true friend.”


  “I see, Dad,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  They talked for a long time, mainly about the business. Sun Zhengrong had established a large business. It looked easy, but outsiders wouldn’t know how difficult it was to maintain the business. Sun Zhengrong and his staff members had to be careful with every single decision. Otherwise, all their previous efforts would be wasted. A lot of big companies had gone bankrupt due to unwise decision making. A lot of people were looking for a chance to bring Sun Zhengrong down……

  One morning, an unexpected visitor came to the village. He was an old man in his 70s. He came with a middle-aged man in his 40s, Han Zhiyu.

  “Dr. Sang, what brings you here? Please come in.” Wang Yao invited Sang Guzi into the clinic.

  Sang Guzi was Wang Yao’s good friend, regardless of the age gap.

  “Please have some tea.” Wang Yao made Sang Guzi a cup of tea with the tea leaves grown in the herbal field.

  “Thank you,” Sang Guzi said. “How are you lately? Busy working?”


  “Not really. I’m not particularly busy this time of the year, but I was busy before Chinese New Year,” Wang Yao said with a smile. “How about you?”


  “Me? I went back to my home town for Chinese New Year. Now, I just want to travel around. However, I came across some trouble that I couldn’t solve myself. So, here I am,” Sang Guzi said.

  “Is there anything I can do for you?” Wang Yao asked.

  Han Zhiyu thought, Who is this young man? What makes him so highly regarded by Dr. Sang?

  One of the Han Zhiyu’s family members had a weird medical condition. This man’s father had known Sang Guzi for over 20 years. They were old friends. Therefore, Sang Guzi went to see him as a patient. However, he couldn’t cure him. He thought about Wang Yao and decided to introduce Wang Yao to the middle-aged man. They went straight to Wang Yao’s clinic without delay.

  He is such a young doctor! What can he do? Han Zhiyu’s thought was exactly the same as most of Wang Yao’s patients when they first met him.

  “One of my old friend’s son is seriously sick. I’ve seen him but couldn’t do anything to help. I thought about you, so here I am,” Sang Guzi said.

  “What is his condition?” Wang Yao asked.

  “He was poisoned by a weird toxin. His body has started to rot,” Sang Guzi said.

  “A weird toxin?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Yes,” Sang Guzi replied.

  “Where is he?” Wang Yao asked.

  “In Dali,” Sang Guzi said.

  “Since you are here, I’ll go see him,” Wang Yao said. He couldn’t turn Sang Guzi down. “It will probably take three to four days to arrive in Dali. Could you please arrange the trip? We can leave in the afternoon. I need to prepare some herbs.”


  “OK, I won’t disturb you then,” Sang Guzi said.

  “No, that’s fine. Since you are here, and it’s almost lunch time, how about having lunch together?” Wang Yao then booked a table in a restaurant.

  “Do you mind me looking around here?” Sang Guzi asked.

  “Of course not,” Wang Yao said.

  This was not Sang Guzi’s first time visiting Wang Yao’s clinic. However, the clinic was different than the last time he came. Wang Yao hadn’t moved everything into the clinic at that time.

  Sang Guzi spotted the seven-star herb cabinet right away. “Hmm, is this antique?”


  He gently touched the cabinet as his eyes lightened. The public wouldn’t know what it was. To Chinese medicine practitioners, items like this were valuable.

  “Yes,” Wang Yao replied.

  Sang Guzi opened the draws and took a look at the herbs stored inside. He put some herbs next to his nose.

  “Hmm, the herbs are a high quality,” Sang Guzi said after checking a few drawers. “All the herbs are wild?” He was a bit surprised.

  “Yes,” Wang Yao replied.

  “Wow, this is amazing,” Sang Guzi said.

  “I’ve been traveling all over China these years. This is only the second place where all the herbs being used are wild,” Sang Guzi said.

  “Oh, second place? Where is the first place?” Wang Yao curiously asked.

  “In Southern Yunnan,” Sang Guzi replied. “That place is run by a stubborn old guy with a bad temper.” When mentioning that person, Sang Guzi had a weird expression on his face. He seemed to be angry with and admiring him at the same time.

  “I guess he must be a famous doctor,” Wang Yao said.

  “He is very well-known down south. They call him the King Pharmacist of Miao Area,” Sang Guzi said.

  “King pharmacist?” Wang Yao was surprised at the nickname. Anyone with a title containing king must be an expert in his or her area.

  “I didn’t think he was that good at the beginning, but I changed my point of view after witnessing him treating a patient. He used some secret recipe from the Miao area. It was amazing. He has also recovered some ancient herbal formulas,” Sang Guzi said.

  A simple description of the person had already impressed Wang Yao. Whoever was highly regarded by a fantastic doctor like Sang Guzi must be extraordinary.

  “What is his name?” Wang Yao asked.

  “Wu San,” Sang Guzi said.

  “What?” Wang Yao asked with surprise.

  “That’s right, San as three,” Sang Guzi said. He was also surprised when he first heard the name. “He is the third child, so that’s why he got the name. He never changed it even after he had become famous. However, no one calls him Wu San now. People all call him King Pharmacist.”


  “I see,” Wang Yao said as he nodded.

  “But, your herbs are as amazing as his,” Sang Guzi said.

  “I’m flattered,” Wang Yao immediately said.

  While Sang Guzi was looking around, Wang Yao prepared herbs. All the herbs were common ones. They were used to clear excessive heat energy.

  Soon, it was lunch time. Wang Yao invited Sang Guzi and Han Zhiyu for lunch at the restaurant in the village next door. Then, Sang Guzi and his company waited in the clinic while Wang Yao went back to Nanshan Hill to fetch detox grass, Bajiaotong, Lingshanji, and everlasting grass, which were all licorice roots.

  Wang Yao set off the hallucination battle array before leaving Nanshan Hill. He went home to inform his family of his trip.

  “You are going to Yunnan this afternoon? What makes you in such a hurry?” Zhang Xiuying asked.

  “There is something urgent I need to address. I’ll come home in three days. I’ve arranged everything on Nanshan Hill. Please keep an eye on bushfires on the hill. Don’t worry about anything else.” Wang Yao had told his parents all about the battle array and Xianqiuluo in case they went up to the hill and got hurt. He also asked his parents to drink Xianqiuluo soup every second day to resist the effect of Xianqiuluo.

  “I see, don’t worry about us,” Zhang Xiuying said.

  Wang Yao, Sang Guzi, and the middle-aged man arrived in Dao in the afternoon. They flew to Dali from there.

  It was late in the night by the time they had arrived. A car had been waiting for them at the airport. It took them to a pre-arranged accommodation.

  “Is it your first time coming to Dali?” Sang Guzi asked.

  “Yes, my first time,” Wang Yao said.

  “Oh, I can show Dr. Wang around tomorrow,” Han Zhiyu said.

  “OK,” Wang Yao said.

  After they had settled in the hotel, they went to rest. They went to the patient’s place the next morning after a simple breakfast.

  It was a house with antique flavor. A gentleman in his 40s came to welcome Wang Yao and Sang Guzi.

  “Hello, Dr. Sang,” the man Han Zhiyu. “And, this must be Dr. Wang.”


  “Hello,” Wang Yao Han Zhiyu.

  After greeting one another, Wang Yao and Sang Guzi went into the patient’s room. Even before entering the room, Wang Yao could smell an unpleasant odor. It was as if someone left a piece of rotten meat in the room for months.

  Wang Yao and Sang Guzi saw a person lying on the bed. The person was wrapped by gauze. Next to the bed, the incense was being burned to calm the patient. Wang Yao could see the patient’s body moving up and down. His breath was weak.

  Wang Yao walked closer to the patient’s room to have a good look. The patient was in deep sleep or unconscious.

  He checked the patient’s pulse. It was very weak, like raindrops leaking into a broken house. It was a dead pulse.

  The patient was deeply intoxicated. The toxin had entered his organs. Wang Yao thought, His condition is similar to Su Xiaoxue’s.

  He and Sang Guzi left the room after he had seen the patient.

  “What do you think?” Sang Guzi asked.

  “The toxin has gone into his organs. He is in very critical condition,” Wang Yao said.