Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Try to learn as much as you can from him,” Pan Mei said. “Take him seriously, even though he is quite young!”


  “Of course I’m taking him seriously,” Pan Jun said. “To be honest, I didn’t initially think he was a good doctor because he’s so young. I shouldn’t have judged a person by his age. Now, I’m convinced he’s an extraordinary doctor. He is really a genius.”


  “Good. Since he’s willing to teach you, you need take the chance to learn as much as you can. I think he’s very good at pulse checking,” Pan Mei said.

  “He’s good at pulse checking, prescribing herbal formulas, massage, and acupuncture. He’s basically good at everything,” Pan Jun said. “However, I just want to learn massage at this stage. One thing at a time.”


  “You can learn other skills from him in the future when you get a chance,” Pan Mei said.

  “Sure,” Pan Jun said. He had the same thought.

  At the beginning, he only wanted to learn Chinese massage. He gradually changed his mind and wanted to learn other skills. Luckily, he was not greedy or unrealistic about learning. After all, he had limited time and energy to learn every single skill from Wang Yao. He just wanted to try his best since Wang Yao was willing to teach him.

  In the village, Wang Yao was having lunch at home.

  “All the patients have gone?” Zhang Xiuying asked during lunch.

  “Yes,” Wang Yao said.

  “They seemed desperate. Was there a sick kid?” Zhang Xiuying asked.

  “They are all fine now,” Wang Yao said. He didn’t want to talk about those people. He didn’t want his mother to worry about certain people and things. “It’s all good.”


  Wang Yao didn’t return to his clinic after lunch. Instead, he went up to Nanshan Hill. He had planted tens of trees. The next step was to water them.

  He watered the trees with diluted ancient spring water. He didn’t have enough ancient spring water, so he created a tunnel to allow the spring water from the top of the hill to run to the trees.

  San Xian was watching Wang Yao working happily.

  “San Xian, do you think Nanshan Hill is becoming higher?” Wang Yao took a look at the hill at west, which seemed to be lower than usual.

  Woof! Woof! San Xian moved his front feet.

  “What do you mean?” Wang Yao asked with surprise.

  Woof! Woof!

  “Are you saying the hill is moving?” Wang Yao asked.

  Woof!

  “Oh my!” Wang Yao took a deep breath.

  He sat on the ground to calm down. He then released his Qi to communicate with the universe. The aura around him was accumulating.

  What?

  Wang Yao felt the movement beneath him. The aura around him continued to accumulate, which indicated the earth beneath him was changing. To prove his thoughts, he went to the east hill but didn’t feel anything special. Nothing happened when he was on the west hill either. This made him sure that Nanshan Hill was changing.

  Hills can grow higher like a human being? This is unbelievable!

  Wang Yao was really surprised. He walked around on the hill in search of a reference object so that he would know for sure whether the hill was growing or not. However, he failed to find one. In the end, he had to estimate the change of Nanshan Hill based on Dongshan and Xishan hills.

  It was March, so the weather had become much warmer. The day had also become longer.

  Many villagers came out of their houses to a chat after evening dinner. The most popular topic among them was the apartments under construction in Lianshan town center.

  “I heard the construction is going to be finished May,1,” a middle-aged villager said. “We can go and choose an apartment then.”


  “Yes, my son’s girlfriend has been asking about the apartment,” his neighbor said. “I was worried about it last year. You know, nowadays you have to prepare an apartment for children to get married. Fortunately, we have this good opportunity.”


  “How come that young Mr. Sun hasn’t been here for a while?” a villager asked.

  “Yeah, I hope there won’t be any issues with the apartments,” another villager said.

  “I don’t think so. We’ve signed the contracts,” the other villager said.

  Nearly half of the villagers were willing to exchange their existing homes in the village for an apartment in the town center. This was significant. It meant that once the construction was finished, half of the villagers would move out of the village. More than half of their houses were very old. A lot of the villagers had two houses in the village: one old, one new. The one house was usually prepared for when their sons married.

  “Look, Yao is here, ask him,” a villager suggested.

  The villagers stopped Wang Yao, who was walking down from Nanshan Hill, to ask him about the apartments.

  “Well, since you’ve all signed contracts, which are legal documents, I don’t think there should be any problem,” Wang Yao said.

  “I see. That’s good,” a villager said.

  As Wang Yao walked to the entrance of the lane leading to his house, he saw a man riding a motorcycle from the north of the village. The man looked tired and dirty.

  Huh!

  Wang Zecheng was exhausted. He had been working the whole day. He also was working three extra hours in a small factory in the evenings. He had been doing it for over a month. He had never worked so many hours or been so tired like this before, but he thought it was worth it.

  “Hello, just came back?” Wang Yao greeted Wang Zecheng.

  Wang Zecheng had changed into a different person. He had changed his mind and attitude. Therefore, Wang Yao’s attitude toward him had also changed.

  “Hello, yeah, just came back,” Wang Zecheng said.

  “Take care of yourself. Don’t overwork,” Wang Yao said.

  Anyone could tell how tired Wang Zecheng was.

  As the old saying went, working too much could lead to an unhealthy body. When a person was overtired, the body wouldn’t be able to resist external bacteria or viruses.

  “I see,” Wang Zecheng said. He rode his motorcycle home.

  It was 9:30 when Wang Yao left home. He saw Wang Zecheng again.

  “Hmm?”


  “Hi, are you going to Nanshan Hill?” Wang Zecheng stopped the motorcycle and greeted Wang Yao.

  “Yes. Where are you going?” Wang Yao asked.

  “I found a job in town. They give me two to three hours of work every night,” Wang Zecheng said with a smile. Although he was exhausted, he felt his life was full.

  After staying silent for a moment, Wang Yao said, “Go home and have a good rest.”


  “OK. See you later,” Wang Zecheng said.

  Wang Yao thought, He’s completely changed!

  It appeared to be easy and normal for a man to work hard for his family. However, it was not easy at all.

  It was quiet on Nanshan Hill. Wang Yao was preparing a formula. He picked astragalus, Codonopsis pilosula, Phryma leptostachya L, ganoderma, peony, pear grass, cizhan, Changyang, and Guiyuan.

  This formula was for Wu Tongxing’s father. It contained four licorice roots. The value of this formula was just a bit lower than the prolongation pill. Therefore, it was very effective and powerful. The very sick old man required a powerful formula to prolong his life.

  I can change the formula a bit, Wang Yao thought.

  He planned to use this formula to treat the young man he saw in the morning. He had a benign tumor in his body.

  I can keep cizhan and swap Guiyuan with licorice.

  Wang Yao made a mild change to the formula.

  I won’t know whether it works until he takes it.

  He had all the herbs available, including cizhan.

  Wang Yao decided to brew the decoction at night. At the beginning, he would consider the timing for brewing a decoction. However, with the assistance of Spirit Gathering Battle Array, timing was no longer important.

  The only thing was he didn’t have much firewood left.

  The aura around Nanshan Hill came to his herbal field after Wang Yao had created the Spirit Battle Array. It not only affected Nanshan Hill but also the surrounding areas. The trees and flowers were growing really fast on the hill. There were rarely dead trees around. It took Wang Yao a while to find firewood.

  I can probably buy some firewood, Wang Yao thought.

  The decoction was boiling in the multifunctional pot. Wang Yao put the herbs into the pot one by one. The herbs melted inside the decoction, which turned darker and darker.

  “Done!”


  The decoction was ready. After it had cooled down, Wang Yao poured it into a white porcelain bottle. He then turned the light off and went to sleep.

  It was very quiet at night. Only the sound of wind could be heard.

  Woo!

  San Xian suddenly stood up in his dog house.

  Whua-Lah! Da Xia flapped his wings.

  Swish! Swish! Xiaohei lifted his head in the grass.

  Hmm? Wang Yao suddenly sat up.

  What just happened?

  He just felt a strong movement of the aura around him. Given his current ability, he could even feel it when he was sleeping.