Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âLet me know if you need me,â said Tong Wei. She wanted to stay, but she didnât think she would be much of a help anyway. She decided to go home since her parents might be worried about her.
âOkay. Iâll drive you home.â Wang Yao drove Tong Wei home, then left after staying at her place for a short while.
âHow come you stayed at his place for so many days?â asked Tong Weiâs parents after Wang Yao had gone.
âNothing big. There were some issues with his house, so I stayed for a few extra days,â said Tong Wei.
âWhat issues?â asked her parents.
âHe built a house in the village, and it caught fire, so he needs it to be fixed,â said Tong Wei.
âHe built a house in the village? Heâs not gonna buy a place in the town center?â asked her mother.
âHe didnât say that, but I think itâs pretty nice to live in the village,â said Tong Wei.
After what had happened the other night, Tong Wei thought it was quite nice to live in the village. People knew one another, helped one another. In the town center, people just say hello to their neighbors living in the same building. They probably didnât visit one another for a whole year.
âSilly girl, what are you talking about?â Tong Weiâs mother immediately tried to correct her daughterâs point of view.
âI was just saying,â said Tong Wei.
Wang Yao didnât rush home after he had left Tong Weiâs place. Instead, he drove to Wang Mingbaoâs store. When he arrived at Wang Mingbaoâs store, he happened to see Shen Qingqing running out of the store with tears in her eyes.
When he entered Wang Mingbaoâs office, Wang Mingbao was smoking. He didnât look happy, either.
âYouâve spoken to her?â asked Wang Yao.
âYes, Iâve told her that I know her history. She tried to explain. I didnât want to listen,â said Wang Mingbao.
Wang Yao didnât say anything.
âWhat brings you here anyway?â asked Wang Mingbao.
âCan you ask about the status of the three guys who had been causing trouble for us? I want to know when they will be out of the jail,â said Wang Yao.
âNo problem,â said Wang Mingbao.
He made the phone call right away.
It was late afternoon by the time Wang Yao had arrived home. He found Chen Boyuan in his house.
âHey, you are back. Heâs been waiting for you for over an hour,â said Zhang Xiuying.
âHi, what brings you here?â asked Wang Yao.
âHere you are. My wife asked me to give this to you.â Chen Boyuan handed Wang Yao an envelope.
Wang Yao opened it.
It was his medical certificate.
He was thrilled.
This is fantastic!
âWhatâs going on, Dr. Wang?â asked Chen Boyuan softly as Wang Yaoâs looked a bit weird.
âNothing, nothing. Thank you very much,â said Wang Yao.
âThatâs alright. My job is just to deliver this to you. You should thank Ms. Song. She arranged it,â said Chen Boyuan.
âI see. I will thank her in person,â said Wang Yao.
âIf there is nothing else you want me to you, I need to go now,â said Chen Boyuan.
âOkay, see you later.â Wang Yao walked Chen Boyuan out of the house. He didnât expect his medical certificate would arrive so soon.
Mission (Doing things with a good reason): Obtaining the medical certificate in ten months.
Reward: A medical book.
Punishment of failure: Taking back the ancient spring water. Reduce any two attributes by half.
Status: Complete.
He received the prompts from the system.
So Iâve completed the mission?
He had never completed any missions so unexpectedly. It was like what happened in the movies or novels, just not serious enough.
Complete!
The system did tell him he had completed the mission.
According to the missions he had completed previously, the mission of obtaining the medical certificate shouldnât be an easy job. The system allowed him ten months to complete it. He didnât expect he could complete it so quickly.
Wang Yao was rewarded of a medical book.
Which medical book?
Wang Yao went inside his room. He took a book out of the system. The name of the book was written in ancient Chinese: Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases.
Wang Yao had never heard of this book. He knew Zhang Zhongjing, a famous Chinese Traditional Medical Practitioner in ancient China wrote a book called Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases. The book had always been highly regarded by all the Chinese Traditional Medical Practitioners. However, only a part of the book passed from generations to generations. The original book had long vanished, once Zhang Zhongjing had passed away.
Wang Yao couldnât wait to read the book. He found that apart from the medical theory, there were also quite a few weird cases documented in the book. It seemed to be a notebook from an ancient practitioner. There were a lot of contents in the book, most of which Wang Yao had never read before.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Great!
The book was like a treasure trove.
Wang Yao kept reading the book. He was so into it that he forgot about the time.
The cases in the book were in great detail. Most cases were about rare diseases. For example, in one case, the female patient had severe stomach pain. She was vomiting and had diarrhea for months. She was given Mafei powder to take and a tumor was taken out of her stomach. The tumor was as big as a duck egg. Inside it there was stinky black water. After the incision was stitched up, the patient gradually recovered a few months later.
The treatment process was documented in details, including the herbal formula involved. Wang Yao even found the formula of Mafei powder.
The further Wang Yao read, the more he was interested in the book. He only realized it was late when his mother asked him to have dinner.
âWhat are you doing inside? I called you three times,â said Zhang Xiuying.
âOh, I was reading a book and forgot about the time,â said Wang Yao.
âCome and have dinner,â said Zhang Xiuying.
The police had found the arsonists, so Wang Yaoâs parents felt a bit better.
âWhy did he set the fire?â asked Zhang Xiuying.
âBecause of me,â said Wang Yao. âIt was a medical incident.â
âSomething went wrong when you treated him?â asked Zhang Xiuying.
âNo, I didnât treat him,â said Wang Yao with a smile.
âWhy not?â asked Zhang Xiuying.
âHe was not worth my time to treat him. Anyway, I donât want to talk about it. Letâs eat,â said Wang Yao.
His parents didnât ask anymore questions.
Wang Yao gave each of his parents a massage to help them relax after dinner. Then he went back to Nanshan Hill.
After he had gone back to Nanshan Hill, he walked around the hill before going back to his cottage. As soon as he had gone back to his cottage. He read Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases until late night. He noticed it was already midnight, so he turned off the light and went to sleep.
âShit!â
The person who arranged to set Wang Yaoâs clinic on fire was cursing in a boutique apartment in Haiqu.
Pa! He threw a glass on the floor.
âWhat else can you do?!â
He was shouting like a mad dog.
It was not over yet.
He wouldnât let Wang Yao off the hook.
The next day, Wang Yao went to the town center to ask about opening a clinic in the village. Li Maoshuang knew someone who could help Wang Yao.
âClinic? Medical clinic?â asked Li Maoshuangâs friend.
âYes,â said Wang Yao.
Li Maoshuangâs friend told Wang Yao that he needed to complete a number of forms, then submit relevant paperwork to the Health Department in the city. It took Wang Yao a whole day to complete all the forms and paperwork with assistance.
âThis is already quick enough,â said Li Maoshuang with a smile after Wang Yao had submitted all the paperwork.
âNormally it will take at least two to three days,â added Li Maoshuang.
âI see. Thank you. Shall we have dinner together?â asked Wang Yao.
âNo, thanks. Iâve got other plans tonight,â said Li Maoshuang.
âOkay, Iâll catch up with you later,â said Wang Yao.
âSounds good,â said Li Maoshuang.
Now that Wang Yao had had the medical certificate and permit to run a medical clinic, his clinic could officially open. He decided to call it Nanshan Clinic.
It was 5 pm when Wang Yao arrived at home.
He found his mother looked upset.
âWhatâs wrong, Mom? You are not well?â asked Wang Yao.
âYour uncleâs wife has passed away,â said Zhang Xiuying sadly.
âPassed away? Wenbaoâs mom?â asked Wang Yao.
âYes, she died this afternoon,â said Zhang Xiuying.
Wang Yao didnât speak.
âThe disease won, in the end,â said Zhang Xiuying. âCan you come with me to your uncleâs place tomorrow?â
âOkay,â said Wang Yao.
Wenbaoâs wedding was only a few days ago. Now they were having a funeral. Wang Yao didnât know what Wenbaoâs wife would think.
Wang Yao found a case of cancer in Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases that evening.
The patient had a malignant tumor. He was treated with herbs and acupuncture for over three months. He fully recovered eventually.
Fully recovered!
According to the authorâs description, the condition was very similar to cancer. It was really significant that the author of the book was able to cure cancer through herbal formula and acupuncture. It caught Wang Yaoâs attention. He decided to work on how to treat cancer in the next few months.
The medical records was documented in the book, including the herbal formula.
What herbs were used?
Sculellaria barbata, Chinese brake herb, ebony...
Everything in the list were just common herbs.
Only these herbs canât cure cancer, thought Wang Yao.
The system had filled Wang Yaoâs head with rich knowledge of medicine and herbs. Wang Yao knew very well of the effect of herbs listed. They were effective in treating tumor, but had limited effect on cancer.