Wang Yao didn't stop working in the herb field until late afternoon.

I should call it a day.

After clearing things up, he went home.

Zhang Xiuying had already cooked dinner. She and her husband had been waiting for Wang Yao so they could all have dinner together. They talked about Zhang Wenbao's family again.

"We need to go to the wedding," said Zhang Xiuying.

"Yes," said Wang Fenghua briefly.

"Aye, the worst thing in this world is getting sick," said Zhang Xiuying.

Everyone thought this way. However, everyone would get sick, unless he was God.

It was best to try to prevent getting sick in the first place. If not, it was not a bad idea to get treatment as soon as the disease was detected, or in the initial stage of sickness. However, in reality, most people got treated in the hospital at the middle or late stage of sickness. Most people only went to the hospital when they couldn't put up with the sickness anymore. This was not the right thing to do.

Wang Yao went back to Nansh