Elixir Supplier Chapter 231 - The Illness was Beyond Cure

Chapter 231: The Illness was Beyond Cure

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

Wang Yao’s fists went through the air.

Ka-Cha! A leaf was broken in the air.

Another ridian was unblocked. Wang Yao’s internal Qi was moving throughout his body without stopping. He felt he had endless strength, which was linked to his surroundings. Wang Yao couldn’t explain why he felt like that.

What is this?

Chen Ying opened her eyes wide and couldn’t believe what she had seen.

How can this be possible?

Wang Yao’s movent just now made her realized that Wang Yao had reached a legendary level of Kung Fu.

At his age?!

She wished she was wrong.

Breathing out, Wang Yao stopped practicing. After strenuous exercises, Wang Yao was not short of breath at all.

Unblocking all the ridians in the body is really good for ! thought Wang Yao.

He was full of energy and Qi, and he was also extrely fit and healthy.

He wouldn’t even feel tired after staying up for three days and nights given his current condition. But he would still rest properly, so he went to sleep just a little past 10 pm.

However, Chen Ying couldn’t sleep.

She thought of a lot of things, and only she knew what they were.

Wang Yao got up early the next morning. He didn’t leave his room. Instead, he sat straight up on his bed to do breathing exercises, which was described in the Natural Classics as the thod of inducing Qi. It was the basic thod of breathing exercises.

He sat on the bed and forgot about the outside world and himself. Slowly, he entered a wonderful ntal status. He could hear the sound of the wind, the sound of leaves dropping on the ground and birds singing. Then suddenly all those sounds were gone. He was fused together with the universe, and then the sounds all ca back. He could hear pedestrians talking outside, people shouting, Chen Ying making sounds in the kitchen. All the sounds were clearer as if those people were next to him.

Wang Yao knew his practice of internal Qi had entered into a higher level.

He was not sure what level he had reached at the mont. On one hand, he didn’t have a teacher. He purely followed the instructions in the scriptures given by the system. His Kung Fu skills were taught by Zhou Xiong. He also learned Chinese boxing from Quan Jing given to him by Zhou Xiong. On the other hand, he didn’t have anyone to practice with. He didn’t know whether he was doing better than the average person or not. Anyway, Kung Fu was just one aspect of Wang Yao’s capacity.

“I need to go out today,” said Wang Yao while having breakfast.

“Where are you going?” asked Chen Ying.

“You don’t need to co with . I’ve got soone to go with ,” said Wang Yao.

“Okay.” Chen Ying didn’t ask any questions.

He Qisheng ca to the cottage a little past 10 am.

“Hello, Dr. Wang,” said He Qisheng.

“Hello, I’m ready. Let’s go,” said Wang Yao.

He Qisheng drove Wang Yao to a residential complex in Beijing. The place was considered luxurious. Wang Yao t He Qisheng’s mother, an elderly lady in her 70’s.

As soon as Wang Yao saw the old lady, he knew she had health issues by observing her face. Her face and eyes were dark, which was probably caused by blocked Qi and blood vessels. She looked tired and was short of breath even when she was sitting in a sofa.

“Hi, Mom, here is Dr. Wang. He’s here to see you,” said He Qisheng.

“Good morning, Ma’am,” said Wang Yao.

“Good morning, Dr. Wang. Thank you for coming to see ,” said the old lady softly. Her voice was low as if she didn’t have the strength to talk. Wang Yao noticed that she took more breath in than out.

“You are welco,” said Wang Yao.

He checked her pulse straight away.

What is this?!

Wang Yao lifted his head up to look at the old lady, then took a look at He Qisheng.

“Ma’am, you need to rest well,” said Wang Yao.

“Well, I have been feeling extrely tired as of lately,” said the old lady.

Wang Yao didn’t say another word; he just smiled at He Qisheng.

“Mom, you sit here, and I’ll speak to Dr. Wang,” said He Qisheng.

“Okay,” said the old lady.

Wang Yao followed He Qisheng to another bedroom.

“Qisheng, don’t tell you don’t know your mother’s condition,” said Wang Yao.

After checking the old lady’s pulse, Wang Yao was certain that the old lady had a malignant tumor, otherwise known as cancer. Everyone knew that cancer was not curable. It was the most difficult condition to treat, more difficult than treating most of the tricky illnesses. At the mont, Wang Yao didn’t know how to treat cancer.

“I know. But I still have hope. After all, you are a wonderful doctor,” said He Qisheng.

“I’m flattered, but I can’t cure cancer,” said Wang Yao.

Cancer was still the most difficult-to-treat dical condition for both Western dical practitioners and Chinese dical practitioners. Wang Yao was just a junior Traditional Chinese Pharmacist at the mont. He was not yet a master pharmacist who could cure all sorts of dical conditions.

He Qisheng looked sad. Although he was prepared for bad news, there was a silver lining in his heart as he ntioned to Wang Yao. He had witnessed Wang Yao’s ability to create miracles. He had seen Wang Yao bring back a patient who almost died. He thought maybe Wang Yao could save his mother.

“Thank you anyway,” said He Qisheng.

“That’s alright. Does your mom know about her illness?” asked Wang Yao.

“No, I haven’t told her yet. But I will take her to the hospital for treatnt next month,” said He Qisheng.

“What treatnt?” asked Wang Yao.

“Surgery,” said He Qisheng.

“My suggestion is not to have surgery imdiately. Try conservative treatnt first,” suggested Wang Yao.

Although He Qisheng’s mother had cancer, her current condition wouldn’t allow her to tolerate any surgeries. All surgery was traumatic and could hurt one’s vitality. Major surgeries were even worse; it would take a long ti to recover from major surgeries. Even if the body recovered, it would not be the sa as before.

He Qisheng’s mother was very weak. She would be even weaker after the surgery. How would she fight cancer?

“What is your suggestion?” asked He Qisheng.

“My suggestion is to have conservative treatnt first,” said Wang Yao.

“How?” asked He Qisheng.

“I thought you were also a doctor?” asked Wang Yao.

“Yes,” said He Qisheng.

“Did you learn Chinese dicine?” asked Wang Yao.

“I learned Chinese dicine first, then learned Western dicine,” said He Qisheng. He was very attracted to Chinese dicine once but changed his mind due to an incident. He then started to learn Western dicine. After witnessing Wang Yao’s extraordinary dical skills, he recently picked up Chinese dicine again.

“Get your mother to try Chinese dicine,” suggested Wang Yao.

“Do you have any suggestions of herbal formulas?” asked He Qisheng.

“Sorry, not at the mont,” said Wang Yao after thinking for a mont.

He really hadn’t had any idea of how to treat cancer.

“I’ll let you know if I have any sort of treatnt,” added Wang Yao.

“Okay, thanks,” said He Qisheng.

He was very polite to Wang Yao, too polite, and it made Wang Yao a bit uncomfortable. So, Wang Yao declined He Qisheng’s invitation to have dinner together.

After returning to the cottage from He Qisheng’s mother’s house, Wang Yao also docunted He Qisheng’s mother’s dical condition in his notebook. He had two notebooks at the mont. One was to docunt common dical conditions. The other one was to docunt dical conditions which were hard to treat, such as the ones he was treating at the mont.

Cancer could develop extrely fast to the damage it caused to normal body tissues and organs. Cancer was not called cancer in Chinese dicine—it was a type of sore or ulcer.

Conservative treatnts for cancer included unblocking blood vessels, soothing Qi, regulating the flow of vital energy, promoting blood circulation to dispel blood stasis, and balancing Yin and Yang energy.

“Hello, Dr. Wang?” said Chen Ying outside Wang Yao’s room.

“Yes? Please co in,” said Wang Yao.

Chen Ying pushed the door and entered the room.

“What can I do for you?” asked Wang Yao.

“I need a favor,” said Chen Ying after so hesitation.

“What is it?” asked Wang Yao.

“I would like you to see a patient,” said Chen Ying.

“Who do you want to see? A friend of yours or...?” asked Wang Yao.

Wang Yao normally wouldn’t see any patient randomly unless the patient was his family mber. Even if the patient was a friend and reliable, he would turn down the request.

“I would like you to see my brother,” said Chen Ying.

“Is he in Beijing?” asked Wang Yao.

“Yes,” said Chen Ying.

“Okay, I can see him this afternoon,” said Wang Yao.

“Great! Thank you so much! I’ll call the hospital imdiately,” said Chen Ying happily.

“Now your smile is much nicer,” joked Wang Yao.

Chen Ying’s smile just now was different from the way she smiled normally. Her smile was from the bottom of her heart and genuine, not perfunctory.

Chen Ying drove Wang Yao to the hospital in the afternoon.

“Why did you never ntion you had a brother?” asked Wang Yao curiously.

Chen Ying actually didn’t want to keep it from Wang Yao. She had her reasons.

“Because of the rules?” asked Wang Yao again.

“Sort of,” said Chen Ying after keeping silent for a mont.

“Do you like your job?” asked Wang Yao.

He knew there were a lot of people like Chen Ying working for prominent families and providing special services.

“I won’t say I enjoy it. But I’m luckier than most people career-wise. Don’t you agree?” said Chen Ying.