"Uncle Fengxiang is ill?"
"Yes, he fainted in his house this afternoon and went to the hospital . It's a rapid disease," Zhang Xiuying said .
"Oh," Wang Yao responded .
Two days ago, he had seen the middle-aged man on the hill . He was physically fit and had a smile on his face . He looked pretty healthy . Of course, Wang Yao only saw him from afar and did not look closely .
"I'll go take a look when he's back . "
When Nanshan hill was on fire the other day, this man had helped to put out the fire . Wang Yao remembered his kindness .
"Alright . "
After dinner, Wang Yao went up to Nanshan hill again .
. . .
In the county hospital in Lianshan County .
He Xiuhua, who just came rushing from home, sat in the hallway and wept alone .
"You have to be mentally prepared . The patient's condition is more serious . "
The doctor did not mention the specific extent to which the disease could be recovered . It was entirely dependent on a person's exercise .
Her husband had cerebral thrombosis . He collapsed to the ground without a single symptom .
Nowadays, the population diagnosed with cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases were increasing . Some young people in their twenties would even get this disease . This was almost impossible in the past . This disease happened to be difficult to treat, and the onset was rapid . Furthermore, most people these days did not have the awareness of visiting the hospital early when there was discomfort in their body . As a result, they had never noticed these symptoms . Therefore, once the disease showed itself, it was often an emergency .
A man in his forties was in the prime of his life and should be working hard . If the backbone of the family collapsed, the family would fall apart .
"What am I going to do?"
She could not cry in front of her husband . She also did not dare to tell him the truth . She was afraid that he would have some other thoughts .
At this time, there were also not many relatives who came forward to help . As the saying went, a friend in need is a friend indeed .
The hallway was very quiet at night . A woman was sobbing silently .
Instead, a family member of another patient in the same ward came to give her some advice and asked her to take it easy .
In the hospital, time passed very slowly, and it was torturing .
. . .
Early morning the next day, the weather was somewhat gloomy, and the air was a bit stuffy .
It was not felt on the hill .
In the herbal field, there was a jet-black colored vine with the thickness of a pencil tip . It coiled upwards along the trunk of the chestnut tree .
"The licorice roots and polygonum vine are growing quite well," Wang Yao said with a smile .
After 10 o'clock in the morning, a car arrived at the mountain village and stopped at the south end of the village . Three people who got out of the car . There were two middle-aged men and an old man aged between 70 and 100 years old . The old man was wearing a pair of sunglasses and held a cane in his hand . He still needed someone to hold him while walking .
"Master, it's in front . "
The man leading the way was He Qisheng .
The mountain road was a bit bumpy . After bypassing a mountain, Nanshan hill appeared in front of their eyes .
Yes!
The old man stood in the same spot, looking up at the mountain .
The vegetation on the mountain was not considered to be luxuriant, but there it was large . That area was where Wang Yao planed his trees to arrange the battle array earlier on . They had already grown now . Under the dual effects of the aura of the heaven and earth and the ancient spring water, they were green and luxuriant and were growing very well .
"This mountain has a soul!" The old man's voice was hoarse like a dilapidated bellow .
"Master, should I go up and say a word first?" He Qisheng asked .
"It's okay, we'll go straight up," the old man replied immediately .
After hearing this, He Qisheng frowned a little .
Three people slowly ascended the hill . There was a barking sound coming from the hill .
Was someone here?
Wang Yao walked out of the cottage .
After a while, three people appeared outside the herbal field . The first one was He Qisheng . Behind him, there was a middle-aged man holding an old man .
"Dr . Wang . "
"Hello . " Wang Yao looked at the two people behind him .
He Qisheng came a little abruptly . If this was in the past, he would give Wang Yao a call before coming .
"This is my teacher . " He pointed at the old man behind him .
Glancing at the tree saplings in front of him, which had already grown to the thickness of a baby's wrist, the old man said, "Hallucinatory embattle?"
"Oh?!" Wang Yao was a little stunned .
The old man was actually a knowledgeable person . Why did He Qisheng bring him here?
"Young man, who's your mentor?" the old man asked .
His breathing was not smooth, and his voice was not stable . His life was like a candle's flame in the wind . This old man was dying .
Wang Yao had already reached a conclusion with just a sentence .
"I learned from the gods above," Wang Yao said with a smile .
The old man laughed . Then, he took two steps forward, looking closely at the trees around him .
"This feeling is great! It's the spirit gathering battle array!"
What the aura actually was could not be described accurately . However, it could be understood as a thing that could not be seen and touched but made people feel comfortable . It was also beneficial for the human body .
"Young man, may I go in and have a look?"
"Sorry," Wang Yao directly rejected .
The old man was an expert with just one look . If he knew about herbs as well, then the licorice roots inside could be troublesome . The value of these things was inestimable to those who needed them!
After hearing Wang Yao's words, the atmosphere was very awkward all of a sudden .
"Young man, I'm just going to take a look . You don't have to be so nervous . "
"You can see it from the outside then . " Wang Yao pointed at the hill .
The old man did not say anything . He then turned around and walked around the hill in difficulty .
"Teacher, why don't I speak to him again?" He Qisheng asked .
"It's okay . " The old man's tone was a bit stern .
The wind on the hill was cooler against the body . However, the dark clouds in the sky were pierced by the sun . It was still a bit hot, but the old man insisted on finishing walking instead .
"There's already such a feeling outside . It'll only be even richer in the battle array," the old man murmured .
The small hill was just like the cave heaven and blessed land in novels . Residing here for a long time would absolutely have a positive impact on human health and could prolong one's life .
This battle array must . . . No one knew the inner thoughts of the old man .
However, He Qisheng could roughly guess . He realized that he should not have brought the old man here . His original idea was to bring his teacher here to have a look . With his ability, he might be able to replicate it . However, he did not know about the mystery and anomaly of the knowledge of the battle array . It was unable to be understood with just a glance . Instead, it aroused the desire deep inside the old man's heart .
The old man left, but He Qisheng stayed . He went up the hill quickly and explained the situation to Wang Yao .
It was not that he betrayed his own teacher . He was a rational person . His intention to bring his teacher was good, but the teacher had an evil idea . He knew about Wang Yao's ability and the current connections that he had already accumulated . He was still like that now, but he would only grow stronger in the future .
Rather bully the old, don't bully the poor who is young .
Most people understood this principle .
After hearing what He Qisheng said, Wang Yao's face turned grave .
The identity of He Qisheng's teacher was a bit special . He could say a few words in front of those powerful people in Jing City . Sometimes, just a word could cause big trouble .
Wang Yao hesitated for a bit and picked up the phone .
"You owe me something!"
It was a woman in full bloom on the other end of the phone . "It's not me, it's the Guo family . And also, it's not just one, but two . "
Regarding the things that she had already promised, Guo Sirou would never fall out and go back on her words . This was the consciousness and confidence of the rich .
"Someone is eyeing this hill and wants the things on it . " Wang Yao explained the whole situation clearly with a few simple words .
On the other end of the phone, Guo Sirou's face became a bit ghastly . She knew who the old man mentioned by Wang Yao was . In fact, the Guo family had some friendly relations with the old man . He once helped the Guo family to do something .
"I'll deal with it immediately," Guo Sirou replied truthfully .
Then, she first called her father and went to her grandfather's place .
The old man's body was getting worse and worse, but his mind was still clear .
"Huang Qifa?"
"Yes . "
"What else is a dying old man trying to do?"
Guo Sirou had the same doubt .
The old man said a few words to the middle-aged man beside him . He immediately went to handle the matter . The matter was considered to be half-solved .
"Communicate with the young man more . "
"Yes, Grandpa . "
The next day, there was a visitor in the old man's small courtyard . It was also an old man who needed someone to hold him while walking . This person was the old man who had just been to Nanshan Hill the day before .
"Old Chief . "
"Qifa, did you go out yesterday?"
"Yes, I went out . "
"You're already this old . Run about less," the old man said .
"I saw a mountain and met a person," Huang Qifa said . "If I live on that mountain, I can live for another two years . " His voice was hoarse .
Chapter end
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