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

Not all mice had such characteristics, which was their speculation. During recent experiments, the mice in contact with these bugs had problems and were soon infected with pathogens. Therefore, the mouse was a special case. Its condition was likely caused by coincident conditions.

Wang Yao was relieved a little. This meant the chances for mice like this were rare.

The possibility of the emergence of this pathogen was still unclear, but only several possibilities were proposed. The biggest possibility was that the mutation caused by external stimuli.

Mutation? What was the stimulus?

In addition to this report, there was a letter from Professor Lin. He said that he may come to the mountain village to see the actual location. He hoped that Wang Yao could help.

Lin Changfeng was an entomologist and zoologist. It would be Wang Yao’s first time meet a person with such a title.

Wang Yao replied. Yes. I would welcome the opportunity.

Wang Yao was ready to return to Xishan Hill. He felt that he might have missed something. This time, he was going to leave no stone unturned.

Near evening, the wind suddenly began blowing loudly.

“More and more villagers are decorating their house in the city,” Zhang Xiuying said during dinner.

“Let them go. Do you want to go?” Wang Fenghua asked.

“No, it’s just that a few people I get along well with will move to the city. I don’t think I can accept it at that time.” Zhang Xiuying said. “There will be no one to chat with.”

People were a group of animals that needed to communicate and be in contact with the outside world. When a person stayed at home for long, it would be easy to get ill, especially in modern society. In the information age, there were very few real hermits. How many young people could be able to withstand loneliness?

“If you feel bored and want to go to the city, just tell me,” Wang Yao said.

“I am just saying it. If we went to the city and lived in an apartment, it would not be as convenient as living in the village,” Zhang Xiuying said. “Your sister’s wedding day is set.”

“When?” Wang Yao asked.

“Oct.1,” his mother said.

That day gave them around five months to prepare. His elder sister getting married was a big deal.

In the whirring wind, Wang Yao went to the mountain. If he was an ordinary person, it would have been difficult to walk in the wind. But, he was not. The wind was divided into two sides three feet away from his body. It was as if it had encountered an invisible barrier. He continued to slowly walk south toward the mountain.

In the mountain village, people would usually light up their homes if they were at home. As Wang Yao arrived at the south of the village and turned back, there were very few lights. Many people had left for the city.

The recent changes in the mountain villages were quite significant, especially because of that terrible disease. If their heart was not here, the villagers would leave sooner or later.

Wang Yao finally arrived on Nanshan Hill and turned on a light. He began reading a roll of the Taoist scripture. A chanting sound came out of the hut and passed to the medicine field and woods.

The dog squatted quietly listening with erect the ears. The eyes of the goshawk on the treetop, even at night, were still bright. The black snake came under the eaves, curling into the shape of a plate. It seemed to be listening to the chanting.

Around 11 p.m. the lights in the hut were extinguished.

The next morning, the wind had stopped.

Professor Lu, Wen Wan, and her son came to the clinic. Wen Wan was much better than the last time. The change in her complexion was the most obvious. Her face was ruddy and not as pale as when she first arrived in the village. Her eyes had regained some brilliance.

“Sorry to trouble you again,” she said.

“Not at all, please sit down,” Wang Yao said. “How do you feel?”

“I feel much better, but my body is still weak, or cold,” Wen Wan said.

“Don’t worry, this cannot be completely improved or eliminated quickly,” Wang Yao said. “How about eating? How much can you eat?”

“A bowl of porridge. I do not dare eat too much or I will feel bloated,” Wen Wan said.

“How long can you sleep?” Wang Yao asked.

“I have slept well these days, about seven or eight hours per day intermittently,” Wen Wan said.

When she first came, she was obviously sleepy. Because of various physical discomforts, she couldn’t sleep. She had been very tormented.

Eating and sleeping were the most basic thing in people’s lives. If these two things couldn’t be guaranteed, then the body could collapse.

“Aside from physical pain and nausea, is there any other discomfort?” Wang Yao asked.

“Sometimes I feel like my stomach is bloated, and I have had diarrhea,” Wen Wan said.

“That is related to the medicine you have taken. Medicine is toxic to some degree. It can irritate the stomach and cause diarrhea,” Wang Yao said.

He had chosen the mildest drugs as possible when he prescribed the drugs. Even if he chose some stimulating drugs, he had to use another drug to reconcile the stimuli. There would be no problem if the drugs were taken by ordinary people, even slightly weak people. Based on her situation, the body was too weak. Even a very slight external stimulus could cause a strong reaction.

“Come on, let me feel your pulse,” Wang Yao said. Her pulse had become a lot stronger, which was also a good sign. “Your condition is getting better, but you are not out of danger.”

“Yes, I can feel it,” Wen Wan said. Although her body still had various discomforts, it was much better. That alone was beyond her expectations.

“Take off your coat and lie down,” Wang Yao said.

He then gave her an acupuncture treatment. He inserted needle in the eight extraordinary meridians and many other acupuncture points. This time, he used a lot of needles to stimulate her Qi and blood. It was a mild stimulation, so it was not too intense.

The viscera needed to be conditioned, especially the stomach. As for vulnerable kidneys with too many damages, it needed to be repaired step by step. It couldn’t be rushed. The magical ointment for continuing life helped could supplement the weakness of the body.

After inserting needles, he then gave her a massage. Slowly, Wen Wan fell asleep.

“Don’t bother her, let her sleep,” Wang Yao said.

Professor Lu gently covered her. He was afraid she would get cold.

Wang Yao turned on the air conditioner. The hot air was a little dry. This kind of breeze was actually uncomfortable on the body. It was not as gentle as the radiative heat of heating.

“I am going to leave tomorrow,” Professor Lu whispered. “Wen Wan and her son will continue to stay here for treatment.”

After talking, Fan Youren dismissed the idea of leaving and taking his mother away. He decided to stay here until his mother’s body improved completely before leaving.

“OK,” Wang Yao said.

Three people sat in the room and occasionally whispered a few words.

Wen Wan felt very comfortable. She slept nearly two hours.

“Sorry, I fell asleep again,” she said.

“Did you sleep well?” Wang Yao asked.

“It was good. I even had a good dream.” Wen Yan smiled.

She dreamt that she was back in her youth. It was in a sunny spring day. She was flying a kite. There was a young man next to her, whose face could be clearly seen. The kite flew in the sky very high. They were very happy.

“That’s good,” Wang Yao said.

The three of them left near 1:00 p.m. Wang Yao went home to eat something, before heading to Xishan Hill.

“Xiao Yao, where you are going?” a villager asked.

“I’m going up to the mountain,” Wang Yao said.

“Be careful,” the villager said.

“Oh, I know. Thank you, uncle,” Wang Yao said.

Since the storm, people in the village knew that several places on Xishan were the cause of the terrible disease. They were worried that if they were close, they might be infected and die. Basically no one wanted to go there anymore.

Wang Yao soon arrived at a location and took out tools he had prepared. He rapidly advanced from east to west digging deep holes.