Under One Person: My Name is Wan Jing Zhenjun

"Son, the person we're meeting this time is the current national champion, Grandpa Wang Zizhong. When you meet him, remember to be very polite." As they approached the door, Wang Weiguo took the gift box from the trunk from the driver and gave Wang Xiao these instructions.

"Although our family is wealthy, the reason we were able to get Old Master Wang's help this time isn't because of money, but because of a favor we accumulated years ago. Therefore, this opportunity is extremely precious, and we must cherish it, even if..." Wang Weiguo's expression dimmed slightly, "even if it ultimately proves impossible, we must not..."

"Dad, I understand." Before Wang Weiguo could finish speaking, Wang Xiao grasped his hand and shook his head. "I know what I'm doing."

Wang Weiguo stared blankly at Wang Xiao for a moment, then nodded with reddened eyes, "Okay, let's go in then."

As they were talking, Wang Weiguo and his companion arrived at the door of Jishetang. Wang Xiao stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door three times.

dong dong dong~

As the wooden door was knocked, it was opened from the inside by a young man in a white coat. The young man looked at Wang Weiguo and Wang Xiao, paused for a moment, then immediately stepped aside. "Mr. Wang, you've arrived? Please come in!"

As the chairman of Zhonghai Group, Wang Weiguo did not visit Jishetang often, but even if he only visited once, his appearance and characteristics were naturally remembered by the apprentices of Jishetang.

"Is Grandpa Wang here?"

"Yes, yes, the old man has already given his instructions. Mr. Wang, you can just go to the backyard." The apprentice took the gifts from Wang Weiguo's hands and led the two towards the backyard.

Wang Xiao followed Wang Weiguo through the gate, and the scene inside the courtyard immediately came into view.

The front yard of Jishetang is the pharmacy. A quick glance around reveals that the interconnected side rooms are filled with medicine cabinets, and you can smell the distinct aroma of Chinese herbs with just a sniff.

After glancing around, Wang Xiao followed the apprentice through the front yard and all the way to the back yard of Jishetang.

The backyard of Jishetang is not as spacious as the front yard, and is much smaller in area, but despite its small size, this yard is still very elegant.

Not only was the courtyard clean and tidy, but there were also rows of blue and white porcelain flowerpots placed at the corners of the walls around the courtyard, where all sorts of exotic flowers and plants that Wang Xiao couldn't name grew.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a stone table and several stone stools, with an exquisite purple clay teapot and two purple clay cups on the table.

An elderly man who looked quite energetic was sitting on a stone stool drinking tea.

At this moment, even though he had never met Wang Zizhong before, Wang Xiao could naturally guess who the person in front of him was.

However, contrary to his expectations, Wang Zizhong's appearance was not that of an old and frail man with a full head of white hair, as he had seen in the anime he had watched in his previous life. Instead, he looked energetic and full of vitality.

Wang Xiao thought about it carefully.

Based on the current timeline, there should still be a few years before Mr. Wang passes away, and it seems that Mr. Wang's health is still very good at this stage.

"Is Xiao Wang here?"

At this moment, when Wang Zizhong saw Wang Weiguo bring Wang Xiao in, he immediately greeted Wang Weiguo with a smile. However, after greeting him, his expression changed as his gaze turned to Wang Xiao's face.

Seeing this, Wang Weiguo, without bothering to exchange pleasantries with Wang Zizhong, pulled Wang Xiao to sit down next to him and anxiously asked, "Grandpa, please take a look at my son. Is there any cure for his illness?"

Wang Zizhong nodded, signaling Wang Weiguo not to rush, before turning his gaze to Wang Xiao, "Child, what's your name?"

"Hello Grandpa Wang, my name is Wang Xiao."

Upon hearing this address, Wang Zizhong was taken aback, then smiled and said, "You have a sweet tongue, but to be honest, our two families are both surnamed Wang. Maybe we really were one family hundreds of years ago. Come, sit down here, let Grandpa take your pulse and see what's wrong with you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao stood up and sat down next to Wang Zizhong.

As Wang Zizhong began taking the pulse, not only Wang Xiao's heart clenched, but Wang Weiguo's heart also jumped. The two listened intently to Wang Zizhong taking the pulse with his eyes half-closed, afraid that he would say something bad.

only……

"Sigh..." Wang Zizhong finally sighed, "It's too late..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao's heart sank, while Wang Weiguo anxiously asked, "Grandpa, what's going on? Don't scare us. What's too late?"

"The earth element is weak and the wood element is weak; the stomach qi is exhausted." Wang Zizhong shook his head and pointed to Wang Xiao's upper right abdomen with his right hand. "Under normal circumstances, the liver governs growth and development, and the normal wood qi should extend upwards. However, this child's pulse is already chaotic and disordered, showing signs of wanting to rise but being unable to, and running wildly in the blood vessels. At this point, it means that the child's liver qi has been exhausted, and even I am powerless to save him."

"It's too late... How could this happen..." Upon hearing this, Wang Weiguo froze, staring blankly at Wang Zizhong and muttering to himself, clearly unable to accept the outcome.

"Sigh, if this child had come sooner and discovered this problem sooner, there might still be a way, but now... sigh..." Prince Zhong sighed and said nothing more.

As a doctor, he has seen too many things like this in his life, so at most he feels regret, but no other emotions.

"Grandpa Wang, is there any way to suppress it?" Just then, Wang Xiao, who was not as dejected as his father, suddenly asked Wang Zizhong.

Although he had held onto a sliver of hope before, it was only a sliver. So even though that hope was now dashed, he wasn't too discouraged, since he hadn't held out much hope from the beginning.

"Suppressing the symptoms?" Wang Zizhong was taken aback. "You mean suppressing the illness? Although I can prescribe some medicine for you, it's generally not as good as going to a Western doctor..."

"It's not a method to suppress the illness." Before Wang Zizhong could finish speaking, Wang Xiao shook his head and interrupted, "Grandpa Wang, what I want to ask is whether you have any way to allow me to live like a normal person during my final days."

Prince Zhong was stunned.

Wang Weiguo, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back his tears and began to sob as he said to Wang Zizhong, "Yes, old man, since there is no cure, do you have any way to make my child feel better, or even just to alleviate his pain?"

"Sigh, Xiao Wang, don't cry yet." Wang Zizhong sighed again, "There is such a method, but the medicinal herbs needed are extremely rare..."

"It's alright, I don't care how much it costs, as long as it makes my child feel better, I can afford tens or hundreds of millions, even billions." Wang Weiguo wiped away his tears and said to Wang Zizhong, "Even the rarest medicinal herbs can be found by searching all over the country."

Seeing this, Wang Zizhong naturally didn't say anything more, nodded, and prescribed a health-preserving formula for Wang Xiao.

After getting their medicine from Jishetang, the father and son got into their car and returned home.

The two remained silent throughout the journey.

"dad."

After a long pause, Wang Xiao suddenly spoke.

Wang Weiguo turned his reddened eyes to him, only to see Wang Xiao smile and say, "Shall we go back and buy some mountaineering equipment? Otherwise, with your physique, can you even climb Mount Tai?"

Wang Weiguo was taken aback, his frustration dissipating slightly. He subconsciously asked, "Didn't you say you were taking the cable car?"

"I'll sit with Mom. You and your little brother are strong and healthy, it would be a waste if you didn't climb some stairs."

"Oh, this..."