921 Poisonous Insects

Wang Yao was slowly walking down the mountain road.

Wu Tongxing got out of the car and waited outside.

"Mr. Wu, you came early," Wang Yao said.

"I arrived not long ago," Wu Tongxing said with a smile.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I'm still worried about the old man's health," Wu Tongxing replied. He just wanted to take the medicine from Wang Yao, fly back, and give it to the old man now. It would be better if he could persuade Wang Yao to go to Jing to take a look at the old man. He had asked Wang Yao about it the day before. The doctor did not have any plans to go to Jing for the time being, so he could only give up.

"The medicine has been brewed." Wang Yao handed him the medicine that he had brewed the previous night.

"Thank you."

Wang Yao told him how to take the medicine.