It was easy for Wang Yao. Good.
He left Nanshan Hill and headed home. After breakfast, he returned to his clinic.
He only saw one patient in the whole morning. She was an elderly woman who suffered from a headache.
"I heard you are very good at treating headaches," said the elderly patient.
Wang Yao had gotten his name into people's mouths after he had cured a few patients in Pan Mei's Renhe clinic. Most of his patients there suffered from headaches. Now, more and more people knew about him.
It was not difficult to treat the elder patient's headache.
He applied Qi during the massage therapy. It took effect immediately.
"Wow, you are as good as they said!" The elderly woman gave Wang Yao a thumb up.
"I'm flattered. I'll prescribe a formula for you. Take it for five days, then you'll be fine," said Wang Yao.
"Okay," said the elderly woman.
She left the clinic in a good mood.
