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Wang Yao did not stay in the Su family for too long, because Su Xiaoxue’s condition has fully recovered, and she seems to want to leave the house very much, to go outside to see, it seems to the village where he is, the one he opened The medical hall is of particular interest. The problem is that Wang Yao has not thought about this issue for the time being.

"Mr. promised me." This is Su Xiaoxue's original words.

The promise was promised, but did not say the specific time.

"You Miss Su, do you often go out recently?" After coming out of the Su family, Wang Yao asked Chen Yingdao.

"Yes, it is indeed frequent to go out." Chen Ying said with a smile. "It seems to be a kind of compensation for lying in bed in the past few years. I have almost turned around in the interesting places near Beijing and Tianjin." "Chen Yingdao, this time, she went to a lot of places with the princess of this Su family."

"Can understand." Wang Yao listened.

If you change to be him, lying in bed for several years, once healed, it is also the world's turn around, not in the house to sigh the transformation of life and the love of God.

"She really wants to go to see her."

"Follow it." Wang Yaodao.

Since she came, she met her, cured her illness, left a part in her body, and taught her a passage, which is a fate.

If she wants to go, go.

In the afternoon, Chen Zhou was taken over by the treatment center, and his mind was still awake. Wang Yao’s prescription can guarantee that he is awake for a month. Chen Ying is convinced of this.

"Thank you, Mr.." Chen Zhou is very respectful, he can return to this way, all because of this young man.

"Thank you for your sister." Wang Yaodao.

"I won't live here tonight, go out and go."

"How come that?" Chen Ying listened.

"Yeah, I can go out to live."

"Nothing, today's night is good, I just turned around." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.

The capital is large and there are many places to live.

Wang Yao didn't even have dinner in the small courtyard. One person went out and then wandered around.

The night in Beijing is more colorful than in the daytime.

Wang Yao walked around aimlessly, strolling around, feeling that the weather was late, and he found a hotel to stay. That's it, it passed overnight.

Early the next morning,

"What, not here?" Early in the morning, Chen Zhouchuan, who heard Wang Yao came to Beijing, came to the small courtyard of Sujia.

"Yes, Chen Lao." Chen Yingdao.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know this very well. When he left last night, he said that he wanted to go around and look at the night in Beijing." Chen Yingru said.

"What is the beauty of the night in Beijing?" The old man listened.

"Hey?" He saw the boy with bright eyes in the yard.

"Your brother?"

"Yes."

"Is he sick?" The old man said that he was aware of the illness of the boy, but he did not personally diagnose it because Chen Ying did not find him, and he was quite reserved and felt that he could not take the initiative to claim his own identity. Give a younger person a medical treatment.

"Mr. has already helped him diagnose and cure, and there is no problem within one month." Chen Yingdao.

"That's good, that's good."

"Do you have a job with your husband?"

"Nothing, nothing." The old man waved his hand after listening. "I heard that he came and wanted to talk to him. Your two brothers and sisters gathered together, I will not bother."

"You go slowly."

"Go back." Chen Zhouchuan smiled and waved his hand, then left.

"Sister, is this old man?" When he went far, Chen Zhoudao.

"A Chinese doctor."

"National doctor, is it very powerful?"

"Of course, the master among the red walls." Chen Yingdao, "I also want to ask him to see you, but did not speak."

"It's hard for you." Chen Zhoudao.

Although he has been in the hospital for several years, he is constantly receiving knowledge and learning things during the waking hours. He knows what kind of identity the old man said. These years, my sister did not care for myself.

"Sister, thank you." He was very sincere.

"Stupid child, tell me what to do, as long as you are good, what the sister can do." Chen Ying smiled, there was a tear in his eyes.

Family,

"Continue to take medicine." Wang Yaodao.

"it is good."

After taking the medicine, Wang Yao once again gave the old man a needle. It is still the last veins and acupuncture points, or the same effect.

Renewing oil, adding firewood, sewing holes,

This is what Wang Yao is doing now.

However, he is not a god. For the time being, he can't control the drugs that can really cure this terminal illness. And the old man is old. This is the biggest problem. People are like a firewood. They are burning. On the day of burning, this is a disease of life and death. This is a natural law. If he is younger and his body is thicker, he can choose to use more violent drugs. Maybe the effect will be better, but not now. It can only be treated with gentle means, otherwise the condition may turn sharply.

How long can I persist in Wang Yao, also in this old man, to see how long he wants to live, that is, how strong the so-called willingness to survive.

After the treatment, Wang Yao and Yan Tongxing said a few words and then left.

The cough and cough, the old man lying on the bed suddenly coughed up.

The health care doctor waiting for him was busy immediately, and soon the old man was calmed down.

"Tongxing."

"dad."

"What about your brother?"

"Not yet back."

"When he comes back, let him come to see me, I have something to tell you."

"Hey, do you take a break first?"

Well, the old man should have a voice after listening to it, lying in bed, but he didn’t close his eyes. He could feel it. His life was running out. If it weren’t for this young man, maybe he had already gone to another world. You can see your wife, the old head, the friends of the past, not the way you are now, living alive with sin. Before that, he still had some words to explain to his children, but he was not at ease.

After coming out of the family, Wang Yao went straight to the Temple of Heaven after eating lunch. He came here once yesterday.

This is the place where the past Ming and Qing dynasties sacrificed.

In the afternoon, there are quite a few guests.

Wang Yao stood here and stayed quietly for a while.

Yesterday, he once felt that the air machine here is different from other places, a mysterious feeling that is difficult to tell.

Perhaps it was a long time for him to stand in one place. Perhaps he was too different from the tourists who were around to play. Many people noticed him.

"Hey, look, what did the buddy do there?"

"I understand it, this is the place to worship the heavens!"

"Oh, I saw such a person last time, the result!"

"how is it?"

"Send directly to the hospital."

"Take it."

Wang Yao slowly opened his eyes and looked around. These people were there, so that he could not let go of some things.

"Unfortunately, there are too many people."

Then he left.

"gone?"

"Enlighten!"

Leaving the Temple of Heaven, he came to the altar again.

The same kind of mysterious feeling, but there are some subtle differences with the Temple of Heaven. There are fewer people here. Wang Yao also stood in a place and closed his eyes for a while, then left.

The sky gradually darkened.

An old shop, a few side dishes, a simple meal.

Under the night, the capital is more prosperous.

The Temple of Heaven has long closed the door. At this moment, it stands quietly there, as if it were an old man who has been baptized for thousands of years, and some are late.

Suddenly, a person came here.

Quietly standing under the night sky.

This person is naturally Wang Yao.

At this time, there is no one except the patrolling person.

Wang Yao stood there quietly and felt the air between the heavens and the earth.

Hey, a gust of wind started.

Hey, call,

Oh,

A light illuminates the people, and then a night patrol.

"Oh, weird, I saw that there was a shadow here." He held the hand lamp in one hand and the electric bar in the other, and his body shook a little.

He did see a person just now, standing on the altar of the day. After he approached, he did not find anyone.

"This is a ghost!"

ghost!

When he mentioned this word, he became a big man. Here is the place, the royal palaces of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. This is another place to worship the heavens. It can also be understood as a place to communicate ghosts and gods!