Chapter 760: Depends on My Mood

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

“The more you look, the more similar it seems,” he whispered. “When tomorrow comes, we’ll know after we catch a snake.”

The wind and rain outside the house continued. The rain came swift and strong. After raining for two hours, the water in the reservoir under the mountain became full. It flowed outward through a drainage canal.

Whoosh! A head popped out of the reservoir, and a body swam up. It was a huge snake. After it came up from the reservoir, it headed up Nanshan Hill and entered the herbal field.

The dog in the kennel heard the sound. It looked up and went back to sleep. The snake went beside the dog and coiled up.

The next morning, the sky was still somewhat gloomy, but the weather seemed to be much cooler all at once. It confirmed the old saying, “After an autumn rain, it’ll grow cooler.”

Wang Yao got up and went down the hill. His first stop was to Jia Zizai’s place. The snake venom had already been purged overnight, but his face still seemed a little tired.

“How do you feel?” Wang Yao asked.

“Mmm, I still feel weak,” Jia Zizai said.

“This is the aftereffects of the snake venom. Come and drink this medicine.” Wang Yao took out a medicine bottle. It was an herbal medicine he had brewed specially for Jia Zizai.

“You’re not treating me as your medicine experiment subject again, are you?” Jia Zizai asked.

He downed the medicine in one shot without any hesitation or worries. He felt the warmth spread in his stomach.

“This is Primordial Spirit Soup, which can consolidate the essence of your primordial spirit. It is a warm tonic,” Wang Yao said with a smile.

“It is shocking that someone as talented as you would be willing to stay in the deep mountains at your age,” Jia Zizai said.

Young people loved to make themselves widely known and have dignity. Only when one reached a certain age could one see through things clearly. Only then would one quiet down.

Wang Yao was not yet 30. Most people that age were penning words of passion, discussing politics, or seeing the mighty as no more than muck. Jia Zizai had experienced that period, which had been when he was most passionate.

He thought, He is young but acts as an elder. This is not normal!

“I think this is good,” Wang Yao said. “There’s no need for the whole world to know how good I am. What do you say?”

“Mister, I want you as my teacher,” Jia Zizai suddenly said.

“Oh, what do you want to learn from me?” Wang Yao laughed. Zhong Liuchuan mentioned the same thing.

“Kung fu,” Jia Zizai said.

Wang Yao smiled and shook his head. “Recuperate.”

“Hey, I mean it, I swear.” Jia Zizai saw that Wang Yao did not believe. He hurriedly stretched out his finger to heavens.

Boom! Rolls of thunder boomed out from the slightly gloomy sky.

“Look, even God doesn’t believe what you’ve said,” Zhong Liuchuan said with a laugh.

“I…” Jia Zizai was speechless. It couldn’t be helped. It was such a coincidence.

“Alright, after a month, you should leave,” Wang Yao said.

“I’m sincere, Mister,” Jia Zizai said. “Could you think about it again?”

Wang Yao laughed and waved his hand as he walked out of the room with Zhong Liuchuan.

“I think he really wants you to be his teacher,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

“I know you well, but what about him?” Wang Yao asked.

…

Thousands of miles away, in a remote mountain village in southern Yunnan, a fleet of cars arrived. The old bamboo building did not have air conditioning, only fans. It had just rained, so the weather was hot and humid.

Everyone’s clothes were stuck to them, causing them discomfort.

“How is it?” a woman asked.

“We’re already in line. There are four people ahead of us,” a man said.

“Can I make it today?” The woman took a deep breath. She didn’t want to be there a second longer.

“That’s hard to say. The King Pharmacist’s temper is strange,” the man said.

When they arrived the day before, they had heard about it because the King Pharmacist had been in a bad mood. He hadn’t treated any patients.

They had also heard that the King Pharmacist once wanted to dig up a rare herb in the mountains because of a sudden fantasy. He ended up being away for more than a week, causing the patients who came to get treated to wait. It nearly caused someone’s death. Once in the bamboo building, the patient’s life was saved. That was also the reason why these people had come here from thousands of miles away and waited.

“Is no one willing to change?” the woman asked.

“No, I’ve asked everyone I could,” the man said. “All the people who came here are either terminally ill or have bizarre illnesses. Ordinary doctors and hospitals could not cure them at all. A considerable number of them are rich masters.”

“We’ll wait,” the woman quietly said. “How is he?”

“Master’s condition is still considered stable,” the man said. “He has just been given medication.”

“Alright, good,” the woman replied.

They waited. However, on that day, the King Pharmacist only treated one patient.

“Why did he just treat one patient?” the woman asked.

“The patient’s condition is very special,” a subordinate reported. “The King Pharmacist took great pains to treat him and said that he would not treat anyone tomorrow since he needs to rest.

“What? No treatment?” the woman asked.

“Madam, we should just go back to the county town where the conditions are better,” the subordinate said.

The nearest county from this village was 30 minutes away. The problem was that the road was still difficult to travel and very bumpy.

“Alright, you guys stay and let us know as soon as you have any information,” the woman said.

“Yes,” the subordinate replied

Mrs. Li left the village with her fleet and went to the county town. The two men who remained chatted.

“Tell me, why is this King Pharmacist’s temper so strange,” one of them asked.

“It is understandable that competent people usually either have a huge or strange temper,” his colleague said.

“I’ve heard that he can even treat cancer,” the first man said.

“For real?” the colleague asked.

“Of course, it’s true, but it is expensive,” the first man said.

“Hey, as long as he can treat it, you have to get it treated even if you empty your coffers,” his colleague said. “Besides, there are a lot of people with money in the world, aren’t there?”

“I just hope that our lady won’t become impatient from waiting,” the first man said

“Yes, that’s true,” his colleague said.

The two men were worried that their boss would become impatient from waiting so long. After all, the conditions in the village and those in Beijing were naturally incomparable.

“It’s a pity that we can’t put pressure on this strange old man through the local department,” the first man said.

“What pressure? This guy has great prestige in this area of Miao Jiang,” his colleague replied. “His words might be even more influential than senior officials in other provincial halls. Numerous people are waiting for him to speak!”

…

Thousands of miles away in Lianshan, in the mountain village, an old friend came to Wang Yao’s clinic.

“President Wei, how do you have the time to come and visit me?” Wang Yao brewed Wei Hai a cup of tea.

“You’re idle and calm indeed, unlike us regular mortals!” Wei Hai sighed.

“What’s the matter? Have you created a bloody path in the business industry again?” Wang Yao asked.

“Nope, but I haven’t been idle either,” Wei Hai said. “Oh, by the way, after the weather grows cooler, I intend to renovate the house that I bought in the village. I’ll come and live there when I’m free.”

“Sure,” Wang Yao replied.

Wei Hai was bored. They hadn’t met for some time, so he had come to find Wang Yao for a chat.

The two men were chatting when someone came to get treated. It was a woman with a dark face.

“Huh?” Wang Yao was slightly stunned.

It can’t be so coincidental, can it? Wang Yao thought. He felt a distinct aura from the woman. It was a feeling that felt familiar.

“Hello, Dr. Wang,” the woman said.

“Hello, where are you feeling unwell?” he asked.

“Well, I feel weird. Everything I do is absent-minded. I have a fever, and I can’t sleep well. I’m always hearing strange sounds too.” The woman sounded weak when she spoke.

“An illusion?” Wang Yao asked.

“Yes, it’s an illusion,” the woman replied.

“How long has this been going on for?” Wang Yao asked.

“About a week,” the woman answered after thinking for a moment.

“Have you ever been to a cemetery or something?” Wang Yao asked.

“Hmm?” The woman was stunned. Wei Hai beside her was stunned as well.

“Yes, I have,” she said. “It was a relative’s burial. I felt sick when I came back from there. I had a fever in the evening.”

Her family had also thought that she had had been pestered by evil spirits. They had invited a witch to treat her and prayed to the gods, but it was all useless. They went to the hospital, but the hospital could not find anything wrong with her. They just gave her some fever medicine and told her she would be fine after some rest.