Nyoi-Bo Studio

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  Hou Shida suddenly shouted, “Ah!” His body tensed and arched like a bow.

  Mrs. Li became nervous upon seeing the situation. The King Pharmacist quickly tapped on several parts of his body. Judging from the sounds, he used quite some strength. Instantly, Hou Shida returned to a calm state. It was as if he fell into a coma.

  “Strange.” The King Pharmacist spoke softly to his disciple in a dialect that ordinary people could not understand at all. “Ah Cheng, go get two Huaqi Pills.”


  “Yes, Master.” The man in his 30s quickly took out two red pills, which were slightly larger than peanuts, and fed them to Hou Shida.

  After a few moments, the King Pharmacist took the young man’s pulse. “What a domineering Qi!”


  With his methods, it was still difficult to resolve. To be able to practice such Qi, what kind of person could do that?

  He suddenly looked up and said, “More money, $200,000!”


  “No problem,” Mrs. Li said without hesitation.

  After several red pills and some acupuncture, plus constant patting with special skills, Hou Shida’s body was trembling nonstop. He occasionally yelled.

  After some ups and downs, the King Pharmacist said, “Mmm, all done. Come back in three days!”


  “Oh, thank you,” Mrs. Li said.

  After payment, they carried the sleeping Hou Shida and were about to leave.

  “Think about it again,” the King Pharmacist said. “Who made him like this? Tell me the next time you come.”


  That sentence was deeply remembered by Mrs. Li. After going out, they left the village. They left two people to stay there to wait. Although the King Pharmacist had asked them to return in three days. If he was in a bad mood after three days, wouldn’t they have to continue to wait?

  After arriving at the hotel in town, the family doctor immediately carried out an all-round examination of Hou Shida’s body.

  “How is it?” Mrs. Li asked.

  “Mmm, the young master’s physical signs are much better than when he arrived,” the doctor said.

  “That’s good. Keep watching over him,” Mrs. Li said. “You’ll take care of him these three days.”


  “Yes, Madam,” the doctor replied.

  The woman went into the bedroom and made a phone call. “Investigate this. Within three days, I want to find out what the so-called Qi is and who hurt Shida.”


  “I’ll do my best, Madam,” the man on the other end of the line replied.

  After hanging up, the man sighed.

  “What’s wrong?” a colleague asked.

  “Madam asked me to find out who harmed the third master and to find someone who understands what Qi is,” the man said.

  “Qi, Qigong?” the colleague asked.

  “Should be, and within three days,” the man said.

  “How could that be possible?” the colleague asked. “It’s not that we didn’t investigate, but there was no result. This is Dao, so it’s the Sun family’s territory. If they want to hide something, we foreigners can’t uncover anything!”


  “We have to find a way, even if we don’t know,” the man said. “You know how her temper is.”


  “Should we go back to the old ways and ask them?” the colleague asked.

  “Ask again,” the man replied. “If they won’t talk, we’ll pay more.”


  “Alright, I’ll ask again,” the colleague said.

  In the summer, events seemed to pass very slowly. After autumn, the weather was still hot but eventually became cooler at night, especially after a rain.

  In a hotel in Lianshan County, a middle-aged man was drinking tea while sitting by the window. He was looking out at the night scene of the small town.

  The medicine had to be taken for three days. This was the third day. He could feel his body getting better and sturdier. His stomach no longer hurt. The feeling of nausea and abdominal distension had disappeared. He had a good appetite now. He ordered several more dishes at dinner and ate happily.

  The medicine had worked. That doctor was capable. Now, he was looking forward to the next day.

  The next morning, he arrived outside of Wang Yao’s clinic. It was still early, so the clinic hadn’t opened yet. He waited outside for a long time before he saw a man trekking leisurely back from the mountain road. It was the young doctor.

  “Oh, you’ve arrived so early,” Wang Yao said

  “Hey, hello, Dr. Wang,” the young man said.

  “Looking at your appearance, the effect is good,” Wang Yao said.

  “Yes, I think it’s good, too,” the young man said.

  “Alright, come on in,” Wang Yao said as he opened the clinic door. “Come on, let me have a look.”


  After his re-examination, he was sure that all the poisonous insects in the man’s body had been cleaned up. “You’re fine now. The poisonous insects in your body have been pretty much removed. I’ll give you another dose of medicine to nourish your body.”


  “Oh, sure.” The man nodded his head.

  Wang Yao gave him the prescription of Primordial Spirit Soup. He had the ready-made ingredients onsite, but the patient would not be coming back in the future. He could go get the ingredients at ordinary Chinese medicine shops.

  “Here is the medicine and prescription, as well as other matters needing attention,” Wang Yao said. “You can go to other places to get the ingredients and medicine instead of here.”


  “Alright, thank you,” the man said.

  “All right, go back and take your medicine on time,” Wang Yao said.

  The man thanked him before leaving.

  Wang Yao thought, Alright, this patient is cured, so I can go to Jing now.

  In the morning, he posted that he would be away on Weibo. He spoke to his parents at lunch and gave some advice to Zhong Liuchuan. Next, he went to see Jia Zizai.

  Unexpectedly, the man greeted him with, “Master.”


  “I have no intention of accepting an apprentice,” Wang Yao said. “How do you feel?”


  “Mmm, much better,” Jia Zizai said.

  The weakness in his body had disappeared, and his spirit had returned.

  “Alright. I won’t be in the village for a few days,” Wang Yao said. “I’m a little worried about you.”


  “Ah?!” Jia Zizai was surprised

  Wang Yao waved his hand in the air.

  “Here we go again!” The feeling of weakness hit Jia Zizai again.

  “When I come back, you can leave,” Wang Yao said.

  “I want to have you as my teacher and learn from you,” Jia Zizai replied.

  “I don’t want to teach you.” Wang Yao laughed as he turned to Zhong Liuchuan and said, “I’m going to Jing. Please take care of the village while I’m away.”


  “Yes, Sir,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

  That afternoon, Wang Yao left the mountain village and took a plane from Dao to Jing. In the evening, he arrived in the city and found a place to stay. That night, the sky in Jing was gloomy.

  “Tomorrow it will rain,” Wang Yao murmured

  The next morning, rain fell from the sky. He called Su Xiaoxue and went to Yanjing University. It was a sacred place that countless students in China dreamed of attending.

  “Sir.” Su Xiaoxue almost ran beside Wang Yao, happy as a lark.

  “Who is that person?”


  “My goddess!”


  Su Xiaoxue was the dream goddess of many male students at Yanjing University. Wang Yao’s appearance was undoubtedly the focus of many male students’ burning gazes. If stares could kill, Wang Yao would’ve died countless times right then.

  “These people have special tastes indeed!”