Chapter 812 - Down South
writer:Tangcu Yu      update:2022-08-22 14:33
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  “Young Master, when practicing while following a master, you should let go of other things and concentrate on it,” Hao said.

  “Yes, I’m not attentive enough,” Sun Yunsheng said. “I can’t help but think about other things when I practice the self-renewing method taught by Sir.”


  “Young master is now his disciple,” Hao said. “It is very important to consider things from the position of a disciple rather than from the position of the Sun family. This is very important. To put it simply, you can’t have a mindset of profiting from it!”


  Sun Yunsheng was in deep thought for a long time. He finally said, “Yes, your words are very reasonable. I always consider things from the family’s interests, even when taking Sir as my master. What I valued was his superb medical skills and the amazing influence of relations behind him rather than pure friendship. There is too much merit and interest behind it.”


  To a man, mindsets of merit, profits, and interests were inevitable. All the bustle of the world arrived because of profits, and all the bustle of the world left for profits.

  Everyone had a different sense of the importance of profit. In a materialistic society, most people possessed a heavier sense of profit. They would rather cry in a BMW than laugh at the back of a bicycle. Relationships between humans had become one of mutual use. Even friendships and family relationships had changed. It couldn’t be helped. Society was a big dye vat. It was extremely hard for one to be different in it.

  In such a big family as the Sun family, there were too many things involved that rested on Sun Yunsheng’s shoulders. It was difficult for him to abandon his profit mindset and concentrate on cultivation.

  “I’ll try my best,” Sun Yunsheng said.

  The night gradually deepened. On Nanshan Hill, the fire was burning again. Since he was leaving for southern Yunnan the next day, Wang Yao wanted to brew some medicine overnight.

  That night, he prepared Antidote soup, regather soup, and muscle growing powder. He arranged enough ingredients so he could just brew the medicine onsite when he arrived to help the army. It wasn’t until after 3 a.m. that he put out the light to rest.

  The next morning, Wang Yao stroked the dog’s head and said, “San Xian, I’m leaving for a while. This place will rely on you.”


  Woof! Woof! San Xian barked.

  “Alright, good,” Wang Yao said. “Daxia, please.”


  Whoosh! The eagle on the top of the tree flapped its wings.

  He went down the mountain and told his family.

  “Going out again?” his mother asked.

  “Yes, it may take a long time, about a couple of weeks,” Wang Yao. “You and Dad will have to put in more effort for the matters on the hill.”


  “Got it,” his mother said.

  “When going up the hill, you must pay attention to what I told you,” Wang Yao said. “I’ve already set up a magic array on the hill. If you guys forget, just shout and San Xian will take you in.”


  He had already told his parents about the battle array set up on the hill, along with the way to in and out and solution to any problems. He had told them more than once and even take them in and out several times.

  “We remember everything,” his mother said.

  “Ah, that’s good,” Wang Yao said. “If you have other things, you can find Liuchuan. I’ve already told him.”


  “OK, be careful on your journey,” his mother said.

  “Alright,” Wang Yao replied.

  “Don’t forget that your sister is getting married Oct. 1, so you must come back before then,” his mother said.

  “I know,” Wang Yao said.

  He took a taxi to Dao and boarded the plane. After landing, he rented a car and arrived at military camp just after 8 p.m.

  “Welcome, welcome, we warmly welcome you.” Su Zhixing and Mu Chengzhou, whom Wang Yao had met in Jing, came to the barracks to meet him.

  “Where are the wounded soldiers?” Wang Yao asked.

  “They’re in the army hospital,” Mu Chengzhou said.

  “When are we going there?” Wang Yao said.

  “Anytime,” Mu Chengzhou said.

  “We’ve prepared dinner,” Su Zhixing said. “Shall we go after dinner?”


  “Let’s go and see the patients first,” Wang Yao said.

  “OK, I’ll arrange it right away,” Mu Chengzhou said.

  They flew in a military helicopter from the camp to the military hospital in the dark night. Taking a helicopter, especially one from the military, at night was an experience that normal people would not be able to enjoy.

  After about an hour, they arrived at the field army hospital.

  “This is it,” Su Zhixing said.

  The medical staff had been waiting for him.

  There were three seriously wounded soldiers. One suffered from gunshot wounds. He had been shot twice in the abdomen. One suffered from a knife wound and poisoning. The third patient was the most special one. He had been infected by an insect.

  “Have each of them take one.” Wang Yao took out a white porcelain bottle, which contained nine herbs pills.

  Although the medical staff cooperated very well, their surprise could not be concealed, or they didn’t seem to want to conceal it at all.

  “He’s so young!”


  “This is the man we have been waiting for?”


  They had received an order that a special doctor would come to treat the three soldiers who had just been pulled down from the front line and were seriously injured. They had been asked to cooperate fully. They hadn’t expected that the man would be so young.

  “Dr. Wang, they have taken all the medicine,” a staff member said.

  Wang Yao nodded and began treatment. He treated the poisoned soldier first. Detoxification was very difficult for this medical staff because it was an unknown toxin, but it was relatively easy for him.

  He suddenly remembered that Su Zhixing had taken the antidote from him last time. He asked, “Why didn’t you use the antidote I made for you last time?”


  “Well, we used them all up,” Su Zhixing replied.

  “All used up? Why so fast?” Wang Yao was stunned.

  He had given them two large bottles of medicine. How could it be used up so fast?

  “We got into a miasma when we were practicing once,” Su Zhixing said. “The poisoning was very serious. The two bottles of medicine were used up that time. There was still a little left. We gave it to him, which saved his life.”


  Wang Yao thought, How talented!

  “Alright, I see.” He took out the antidote prepared in advance and gave it to the patient. “Wait a moment, then we’ll go take a look at another soldier.”


  After staying at the patient’s bedside for a while and confirming that his pulse was safe, Wang Yao got up and went to see the soldier with gunshot wounds. He could tell that the patient had serious trauma to his internal organs.

  “All of you, go out.” Wang Yao said.

  “What?” The medical staff was stunned.

  “Let’s go, let’s all go out.” Mu Chengzhou led everyone out.

  Wang Yao was the only one left in the ward.

  “What? Why is he making things so mysterious?” a nurse muttered in a low voice.

  The doctor in charge didn’t say anything. He could see that both Mu Chengzhou and Su Zhixing had great trust in the young man, which was extraordinary.

  The abdominal wounds had already been treated, but the damage to the internal organs could not be treated by existing means.

  Wang Yao took out some ointment for continuing life from the lattice of the system. For this kind of injury, only this kind of medicine could be used. He took out a small spoon of ointment and applied it evenly on the patient’s wound. The ointment was magical. It absorbed into the patient’s wound almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. Afterward, he bandaged the wound.

  He stayed in the ward for nearly an hour. Judging from the pulse, the soldier was not in danger. Wang Yao opened the door of the ward and said, “Next.”


  If there were still some ways for the doctors there to deal with the situation of the first two soldiers, then there was no way for them to deal with the condition of the third soldier. He had been infected by insects.

  This was the first time they had come into contact with it. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that it was true and not something made up in novels or movies.

  It was exactly for Wang Yao to solve. A leaf of miasma grass was enough. It ended all poisonous insects.

  “Why don’t you all go out first,” Wang Yao said.

  The medical staff left the room. Wang Yao took half a leaf of miasma grass medicine and gave him a little regather soup. He was afraid that the miasma grass was too strong, so he neutralized it with some soup.

  “All done!”


  He treated three patients with four kinds of medicine.