Elixir Supplier

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

He looked pretty bad, like dry grass in winter. He also sounded really hoarse, like chirping of cicadas in autumn. As Wang Yao had diagnosed from the mountain village earlier, the man’s sickness went beyond any remedy.

As Wang Yao looked at the old man, the people in the room were looking at him. They had heard of his reputation for a long time. But, hearing was always different than meeting. They were even more shocked after meeting him because of how young he was. It was hard to imagine that a young person like him could have such extraordinary medical skills and could formulate amazing drugs.

“Dr. Wang, what do you think?” Wu Tongxing softly asked.

The people in the room were no longer high-ranking executives or wealthy merchants. They were children worried about the health of their father.

In fact, this was a wealthy family with good reputation. It had its own heritage and family tradition. The family highly valued filial piety, which was its foundation. Success was derived from luck and coincidence. A noble and wealthy family could never be generated by just one generation.

“Don’t be in a hurry.” Wang Yao walked forward in front of him.

The old man was lying in bed. His breath was weak. “Hello.” He wanted to laugh, but he couldn’t.

“Hello, don’t talk,” Wang Yao said.

No matter how great the old man used to be, he was now no different from anyone else in critical condition. In the face of death, everyone was equal.

Wang Yao felt his pulse. It was too weak to be felt. The danger of this pulse was similar to Su Xiaoxue’s at her worst. It was already a sign of ruins.

Before he had come, he had thought, First I have to save his life temporarily, then think of how to cure him.

He was not a god. For the time being, he was not up to the realm of a great pharmacist. This disease was also quite tricky for him. It was a big challenge.

“I’ll give you a prescription,” Wang Yao said. “You need to go to prepare the medicine. I also need a quiet room and the tools to boil down the medicine. The firewood burned must be oil-free mountain firewood.”

“Yes,” Wu Tongxing said.

After taking over Wang Yao’s list, family members immediately acted.

“The room is ready for you, see?” a family member said.

“Please wait for me,” Wang Yao said.

He then untied the old man’s shirt to reveal his thin chest. Suddenly, a few people appeared quietly in the room. It was as if they were shadows staring at him.

Wang Yao slowly pressed the heart and lungs of the old man. Those shadows rushed to the front but were stopped by Wu Tongxing.

“OK, go.” After a moment, Wang Yao got up and walked away.

“Quickly, take Dr. Wang there,” Wu Tongxing said.

The room they had prepared was in a separate old courtyard house. Wu Tongxing had consulted Chen Ying, who told him that Dr. Wang seemed to like quaint little courtyards. He liked to watch the sky in the night. What Su’s family could do, they naturally couldn’t do worse than them.

The people in the room had not left. They looked at the old man who was gradually falling asleep.

“Doctor Wu?” The head of them whispered to ask a question to the old man’s doctor.

“He is fine for the time being,” Dr. Wu said.

At this time, an old man entered the room.

“Dr. Li, sorry to trouble you,” Wu Tongxing said.

“Has Wang Yao been here?” Dr. Li asked.

“Yes,” Wu Tongxing said.

“Did he take medicine?” Dr. Li asked.

“No, he just pressed my dad’s chest,” Wu Tongxing said.

“Press?” The old man hurried to the bed and felt his pulse. “Ah? Are you sure he didn’t take any medicine or receive any acupuncture treatment?”

“He definitely didn’t take any medicine, and we did not see any needles,” Wu Tongxing said.

“That’s amazing,” Dr. Li said.

“What is it, Dr. Li?” Wu Tongxing asked.

“His pulse was extremely weak, which is very dangerous. Now, it is stronger than before,” Dr. Li said.

Was it because of the gentle press? There must be a mystery here!

“Where did he go?” Dr. Li asked.

“He gave us a prescription,” Wu Tongxing said. “He went to prepare medicine for decoction.”

“Can I see the prescription?” Dr. Li asked.

Ginseng, glossy ganoderma, polygonum multiflorum, figwort root, rehmannia root, Chinese peony…

In addition to some supplement medicine, the rest was to nourish Yin and clear the lungs. There was nothing unusual in the prescription.

“Is that all?” Dr. Li asked.

“Yes, that’s all,” the family member said.

The old man stayed for about 20 minutes and then left. He prepared to go home. After thinking a bit, he turned to go to his old friend’s house.

“Chen Lao?” Dr. Li asked.

“It is so late,” Chen Lao said. “What’s up?”

“The eldest son of the family just asked me to go to the house to see the old Mr. Wu,” Dr. Li said.

“How is he?” Chen Lao asked.

“You know. He was ill beyond any remedy,” Dr. Li said. “They invited Wang Yao from the mountain town. He came during the night.”

“Ah, he came?” Chen Lao asked.

“Yes, and he has already treated the old man ” Dr. Li said. “I felt his pulse, which was stronger than before.”

“That is awesome,” Chen Lao said.

“It’s beyond being awesome,” Dr. Li said. “Old Mr. Wu didn’t take any medicine or receive any acupuncture treatment. Dr. Wang just pressed his chest.”

“What?” Chen Lao was stunned. “Really?”

“The eldest son of the family said so,” Dr. Li said. “He wouldn’t lie about something like that. It does not make sense.”

“Was it massage to dredge the acupoints or something? Oh, I know!” Chen Lao suddenly thought of the neixi in Su Xiaoxue’s body. “It must be that!”

“What?” Dr. Li asked anxiously.

“Nothing,” Chen Lao said.

“You can’t say half of it and then hide the rest,” Dr. Li said.

“It’s really nothing. It’s a good thing that he came. It is hopeful that he can cure the old man’s illness.” He pointed at the chessboard on the table. “Come and play with me.”

“I don’t want to play with you since your skills are so poor. I am leaving!” After that, the little fat old man left. He came fast and left fast, not like a 70-year-old man at all.

“Is it really as magical as the legend? Can he protect the heart by transfusing Qi into him?” Chen Lao wondered out loud.

As for the mysterious thing of neixi, the old man was dubious. He had seen it before, but he still doubted it because he had never experienced it.

He is so young, less than 30. Where did he learn his amazing ability? He sighed but did not know why.

The small courtyard was very quiet. The pot for the decoction was an antique. Finally, the mountain firewood was ready.

Wu’s family had prepared all the medicine Wang Yao needed in a very short period of time. It was still late at night when it was time for decocting. The scent of medicine filled the small courtyard.

Wang Yao was preparing to decoct two drugs. First was regather soup, which could be used to consolidate body foundation. The other one was to cure ulcer and calm the five internal organs. He had thought of it when he was on Nanshan Hill.

Ginseng, matrimony vine, sealwort, qianshi, glossy ganoderma, shanjing, and guiyuan.

In addition to the last two licorice roots, Wang Yao brought some that had been planted in the medicine field. After getting the nourishment of nimbus, their potency was stronger than the wild herbs in the deep forest.

He was familiar with the regather soup. As the old saying went, practice could make perfect. He decocted the herbs freely without hesitation. They were finished at 11 p.m.

He looked at the color and smelled the odor. He poured a little into a cup to taste.

“Hey, something is not right,” Wang Yao said to himself.

What was it? It must be the nimbus in the spirit gathering battle array.

Some people said that it was in Jing, so there must have been a solemn atmosphere between heaven and earth. It was true, but the atmosphere between them was dirty. Though, it was far less dirty than some other small cities. Once could see that in the sky.

In such a prosperous place, the nimbus, which was the vitality and essence between heaven and earth, would not be refined and rich. But, this was an international city composed of reinforced concrete. Although there was greenery and hills, the proportions were too small. There were too many industries and too much pollution.

In addition, the timing of decoction was a bit off. Generally speaking, its purpose was to consolidate the body’s foundation while balancing the Yin and Yang. The focus was to compensate Yang. Now, it was night. That was when Yang was weak but Yin was strong. It would be no problem if it was in the spirit gathering battle array, but this was Jing.

A dose of medicine was finished. The dregs were poured directly into the toilet and washed away. Then, it was time to decoct the second medicine.

Astragalus membranaceus, codonopsis pilosula, Speranskia, glossy ganoderma, white peony, pear grass, cizhan, Changyang, Guiyuan…

The medicine needed four licorice roots. Pear cured ulcer sores. Cizhan cleared away heat, detoxified, and cured sarcoma. Changyang opened pores on the heart, supplemented five internal organs, and removed obstruction among nine apertures in the body. Guiyuan reconciled the efficacy of all the medicine.

The licorice roots were used in such a way that the medicine would be only second to the prolongation pill.