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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nEverything should be done step-by-step. When Wang Yao thought about it, it was already dark. He then went home to have a meal. He came home for dinner a lot more often as the end of the year neared.

n“Mom, do you need my help?” Wang Yao knew that it would be busy at home since it was the end of the year—they had to sweep the house, steam bread, and cook the meat and vegetables.

n“No. Your sister told me that she would be off several days later. She will come and do housework with me,” said Zhang Xiuying.

n“Okay.”

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nAt night in Haiqu thousands of miles away from the village, in a quiet living quarter by the sea.

nIn a villa, a mother and son sat in the living room and watched TV.

n“Mom, you look better than you did before!” said middle-aged man happily.

nHis mother looked pale when he went out. She did not have much color before since she didn’t have a lot of energy. However, her face seemed to be rejuvenated and full of life now, which was so rare.

n“Yes. The medicine sent by Yuantu was so effective!” the woman exclaimed. She knew the most about her change. It had only been half a day and she could already feel a great change in her body after drinking half the medicine. This was the first time in years; she was so happy and surprised.

n“It is good that it is effective. I will tell him when you finish it. I will ask him to bring another one,” the middle-aged man said happily.

n“Yes. You should invite Yuantu to our home and I will cook for you.”

n“That’s great. I haven’t eaten your food before.”

nLooking at his mother becoming well, the middle-aged man was so delighted.

n“The doctor who made the medicine is so great!” the woman praised.

n“Yes. He is powerful,” said the man.

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nOn Nanshan hill, Wang Yao read a book in the cold cottage. Then, he put it back into the lattice in the system.

nLying on his bed, he thought about the mission that he received during the day. He should think about it carefully since it could not be completed by itself and the punishment was severe.

nHe could not think of anything and so he went sleep.

nThe next morning, he picked up the phone call of his mother when he was busy in the field. His father was coughing at night and he felt uncomfortable in the morning, so she asked Wang Yao to pick up some medicinal herbs.

nWang Yao went home directly.

nHe found his parents were still at home and then he checked on his father. It was easy to see that his father had inflammation. Wang Yao found several medicinal herbs in the field when he went back to the hill. He made a medicine to clear the throat and remove inflammation for his father.

n“Dad, you should stop smoking these next two days.”

n“Okay,” replied Wang Fenghua.

nWang Yao helped his parents to do something and then he was back to the hill.

n“He does have abilities,” Wang Fenghua said to his wife when they were busy.

n“Abilities? What kind of abilities?” Zhang Xiuying stopped her job and said.

n“I feel so comfortable when I take the medicine made by him,” said Wang Fenghua.

n“Of course. He is my son,” said Zhang Xiuying proudly.

nThere were surprise visitors that came to the hill while Wang Yao was working. One was He Qisheng who had been on hill many times and there was a young man beside him. He seemed to be younger and very handsome.

n“Hello. I am Guo Zhenghe,” said the young man. Wang Yao knew exactly who he was. He was the younger brother of Guo Sirou, the one who had been poisoned. He came back from death row because of Wang Yao’s medicine.

n“I came to thank you.” Guo Zhenghe seemed to be honest, but the appreciation was a bit late.

n“Zhenghe went back to school as soon as he recovered. He had no time to come to the hill, but he came to here especially during the holiday to show his appreciation,” He Qisheng explained.

n“It doesn’t matter. The medicine was very costly,” said Wang Yao calmly. In other words, it was an equal exchange, so Zhenghe had no need to thank him.

n“I had spent money in the hospital, but they did not cure me. You saved me, so I should come to thank you,” said the young man.

n“Come in then,” Wang Yao said to the two of them with a smile.

nSan Xian looked at them entering the cottage quietly.

n“Have a drink.” Wang Yao served them with a pot of tea.

n“This is some good tea. Is it Qimen black tea?” The young man drank and admired the taste.

n“Yes.”

n“Bro—can I call you that?” Guo Zhenghe asked with a smile.

n“Up to you.”

n“You enjoy life so much!?”

n“My friend gave the tea to me, and now, I make it for you guys.”

nHe Qisheng sat to one side. He was astonished when drinking the tea.

nIt was so cold in the cottage. Guo Zhenghe could not bear it.

n“It is so cold, but you have no heater?” Guo Zhenghe asked confusingly.

n“I’m used to it,” said Wang Yao with a smile.

n“That’s incredible!” said Guo Zhenghe.

nNo common person could bear this amount of cold.

n“Thank you.”

nGuo Zhenghe and He Qisheng stayed in the cottage for ten more minutes. Guo Zhenghe was curious about all the different kinds of medicinal herbs. Wang Yao just pointed at some common herbs and he did not explain them any further. Licorice roots were planted there, and they were covered by some common herbs. Common people could be tricked but not He Qisheng since he knew so much about medicine. Wang Yao could see that from their several interactions.

nThey had a lot of questions, especially He Qisheng, but he just said two words, “I admire you! “These two words were said by He Qisheng from his heart.

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