Governor Guo told the man Wang Yao's name and the location of his clinic.
"OK, I've got it." The man wrote down the address.
"If you are not well, I suggest you see him as soon as you can," Guo Zhenghe said after thinking for a moment.
"I'll remember your words," the man said.
He picked his hat up from the table, put it on, and left.
"Poisonous insects?" Guo Zhenghe repeated the words as he leaned on a chair.
He remembered when he was poisoned and very sick in Qi province. He had gone to see Wang Yao. Later on, his sister told him that he was attacked by a rare poisonous insect. He would have died if Wang Yao hadn't saved him with licorice roots.
I wish we could be just like before! Guo Zhenghe thought.
Ahem! Ahem! The man who had met with Guo Zhenghe started to cough after he left the wooden house. It was as if something was inside his throat.
