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In a moment, Wang Yao's mother returned with a big bowl of noodles and walked into the living room.

"Here, eat."

"Thanks, Mom."

It was a simple bowl of noodles, cooked plainly without any special ingredients, but Wang Yao found it delicious. One big bowl of noodles was thus finished just like that.

"How was the patient's treatment?" Zhang Xiuying asked, smiling.

"It was alright; there was some improvement," Wang Yao replied, drinking a cup of water.

"Are you going back to the hill tonight?"

"Yup."

After spending some time with his parents and giving them a massage to stimulate their blood flow, Wang Yao left for Nanshan hill. The time was about 8 pm.

It was the end of May, and the days were getting hotter. The village people enjoyed hanging around outdoors after meals, just chit-chatting.