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After entering the house, Wang Yao saw the patient.

A 70-year-old man, who had to be gray, lying in bed, was unconscious, and his face was as pale as gold.

There was also an old man who had to be white at the bedside. He was dressed in a Tang suit and his body was thin, but his eyes were full of gods and he was marking his veins.

"Oh." The old man of the pulse sighed.

"How, Mr. Sang?" Zhou Ying, who had been seldom talking on the way, asked in a hurry.

"I am powerless, you have to be mentally prepared." The old man of the surname of Sang thought for a moment.

He got up and found that there was a person in the room, very young, and there was a kind of temperament that could not be said. People would have to look at it more.

"This guy is?"

"Hey, he is..." Zhou Xiong is preparing to say that Wang Yao is their relative. I did not expect Wang Yao to speak.

"Hello old gentleman, I am a pharmacist." Wang Yao smiled.

The reason why he took the initiative to clarify his identity was because he had a certain kind of intimacy when he saw the old man. Simply put, the temperament of the old man was very close to himself.

“The ancient pharmacist?” The old man gave a slight glimpse.

"Yes."

"Oh, I haven’t heard such a title for a long time. How do you call a small friend?" The old man’s words are very harmonious. There is no trace of disdain and pride between the demeanor and the words. This makes Wang Yao more to the old man. An admiration.

"Wang Yao."

"Little friends please."

Wang Yao was also polite, sat down at the bed and gave the patient a pulse. With the diagnosis, his brow gradually wrinkled. After a while, he removed his finger.

"How, Dr. Wang?" Zhou Xiong's father whispered, he knew Wang Yao's extraordinary.

"The poison is in the internal organs, the veins are disordered, the blood is retrograde, multiple fractures, and the internal organs are damaged."

There are so many problems, but one of them can be a fatal threat to a person.

This patient is like a ruined old ship that is still in the storm, and it can be a miracle to support it.

Well, the old Mr. Sang, who listened to Wang Yao’s diagnosis, smiled and nodded.

Unlike some of the people Wang Yao had encountered before, when he said that he was a pharmacist, the old gentleman was filled with surprise and expectation. This title has been silent for too long, and people don’t know for a long time. In ancient times, there was such a profession, and there was this title, and the performance of this young man did not humiliate this name, and the pulse was broken. He did it.

"Can there be a cure?"

"Not yet." Wang Yao shook his head.

Such a patient is basically a foot that has stepped into the gate of the ghost. It is difficult, too difficult to pull back.

During the conversation, the patient lying on the bed, suddenly like a gossamer breath suddenly rushed, the body began to sweat, such as beads like oil.

not good! ?

Wang Yao and the old Mr. Sang also shouted at the same time.

Abstaining like oil, this is a disease, yang will be the absolute image.

Wang Yao hurriedly tried to give it a try. His pulse was extremely weak and seemed to be cut off.

On the side of Mr. Sang, he leaned over and tried to test the patient's limbs, which was already cold.

"British..." The unconscious old man spoke up, but his voice was very weak, and he couldn't hear what he was saying. He seemed to be calling his son.

This is a sign of returning light.

"Dad!" Zhou Xiong's cousin slammed down on the bedside, this silent man on the way, tears falling like a broken bead.

This is the first time Wang Yao has seen such a close-knit scene for the first time.

The **** of death has come and will take the old man away.

and many more,

Wang Yao suddenly thought of the "Yansheng Dan" that he had just refined. This medicinal medicine may be useful.

"Don't cry first."

Wang Yao’s thoughts and movements, with a stiff hand and an imported bag, took out the bottle of medicinal herbs, and then poured out one, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance.

"Get him up."

Zhou Ying hurriedly raised his father, and then cooperated with Wang Yao to send the pill to the entrance. Mr. Sang Lao, who was on the side, gently photographed his throat and back.

"All right."

Zhou Ying slowly put his father down.

Several people did not know what medicine Wang Yao had given to the patient, and he could only stand anxiously waiting.

The old man was comatose, but the breathing that seemed to be broken at any time, like a gossamer, seemed to have stabilized.

"this is?!"

Aside Mr. Sang Lao rushed to the patient's voice, refused to image, and reached out to test the pulse. The original pulse seemed to be continuous, calmed down, tried the limbs, actually warmed up, listening to the heartbeat It is also powerful, that is to say, the comatose patient is temporarily out of the threat of death.

"What did you give him?!" Mr. Sang looked at Wang Yao with surprise.

He has been practicing this medicine for the rest of his life. This is the first time that he has encountered such a thing, and he has been helpless. All kinds of signs indicate that the life that is about to die is actually reversed.

Pulling the dying person hard from the edge of death, is it only the legendary "Xiandan" and "Shencao" that can achieve this effect? !

"Let's wait and see?"

Wang Yao did not answer directly but opened his words.

A few people waited in the house for about an hour. It was basically certain that the patient lying on the bed was out of danger of death, and the signs of life were strengthening. His lips moved and his eyes blew a few times. This is a precursor to being awake. I have been in a coma for a long time. People who have just gone to another world will wake up. This kind of impact is still very strong. So, in the entire room, in addition to the one lying on the bed, other people see Wang Yao's eyes have changed, especially the Mr. Sang Lao.

"Dr. Wang, my father's illness?" Zhou Ying, who was the first to talk, still has tears in his eyes.

"I have saved his life for the time being. As for the treatment of this disease, I need to think about it and I am not sure."

Not sure, that is to cure, there is hope!

"Hey."

"Let the patient rest, there needs to be a careful person to look after."

Several people went out. Zhou Jia left Zhou Xiong and his son to accompany Wang Yao and Mr. Sang Lao. Zhou Ying was busy arranging accommodation for Wang Yao.

"This little friend, can you say a few words alone?" Mr. Sang Lao did not rush to leave, he had something to want to talk to Wang Yao alone.

"Okay." Wang Yao’s impression of Mr. Sang’s old man was very good, and he agreed.

Two people went to the yard.

"I can take the liberty to ask, who is the friend of Xiaoyou?" Mr. Sang asked with a smile. He was like a kind-hearted elder at this time. In his impression, it seems that there is no old guy he knows. Cultivate such a talented person, not to mention the magical medicine that he has just taken out.

"If I said that this is a gift from God, would you believe it?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

He can have the power of the present, it is entirely because of the help of the system, and this mysterious system is not a "God" and what is it? !

"God's gift?" Mr. Sang heard a slight glimpse of such an answer.

"Ha ha ha." Then he laughed.

"Is the opportunity given to you by God?"

"Yes." Wang Yao replied very seriously.

"Can you tell me what name did you give to the medicine that Zhou didn't want to take?"

"Extended Dan."

"Yangsheng Dan, avoiding death and extending life!!" Mr. Sang Lao immediately understood the meaning of the name of the drug.

"Yes."

"Good name, good medicine."

"you flatter me."

"This medicinal medicine, you still don't want to take it out in front of others. It's too precious, it is easy to attract the attention of some people, it makes people mourn." Mr. Sang, kindly reminded.

"I know." Today, this matter is urgent, and people are desperate. Otherwise, he will not use "Yansheng Dan" in the eyes of the public. However, the effect of this drug really makes him understand what is magical. Save the dead man.

"I haven't asked the old gentleman's name for a high name." Wang Yao asked very respectfully.

"What a happy name, a bad old man, my name is Sang Guzi." Mr. Sang smiled.

The name Wang Yao was heard for the first time, but for the Zhangzhou boundary, this is a very famous name. He is a famous doctor in Zhangzhou. His medical skills are extraordinary, and his medical ethics is nothing to say. He is deeply admired by people.