"You will be fine if you keep up with the treatment," Wang Yao said.
"OK," Wen Wan said.
The previously dark sky was now full of sunshine. As long as life was full of hope, everything would look bright.
Wang Yao had many patients throughout the day. It was after 3 p.m. when he saw the last one. An hour later, Li Shiyu arrived with another truck of trees. He unloaded them at the foot of the mountain. Wang Yao transported them all to the mountains until it was dark.
It had taken about a week or so, but the tree wall between Nanshan and Dongshan was built.
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In a village near the suburb in Lianshan County, a middle-aged man was happily strolling on the street. He was a little bit lame, but it wasn't too noticeable unless one watched closely.
"Mr. Feng, how are you doing?" a villager asked.
"Oh, I'll be good as new soon," he said with a smile.
"Where are you going?" the villager asked.