A Bottle of Medicine

The old man watched as the child's teeth fell to the ground, then chuckled and picked up the two front teeth, placing them back in the child's hand.

"Just throw it down your drain when you get home!"

The child's father quickly pried open his son's mouth to take a look, then nodded with satisfaction.

Taking the opportunity, Su Ziyang also looked at the child's gums and found that apart from being a little red, there was nothing unusual about them, and there was no bleeding.

The parent counted out 30 yuan from their wallet and handed it to the old man, who smiled and nodded as he accepted the money.

The child stood to the side, carefully examining his two large front teeth.

Su Ziyang was so engrossed in watching the children that he couldn't understand why. Just as he was lost in thought, Su Ziyang felt something uncomfortable in his mouth, as if there was something extra inside.

While pondering, Su Ziyang licked his lips and spat out a huge object...

The wisdom tooth that was just partially lodged has now fallen out completely, and I haven't even felt a thing.

"My tooth fell out."

Su Ziyang licked the spot where his wisdom tooth was growing. It felt like there was a hole, but it didn't hurt or have any special sensations. Except for the feeling that something was missing, it was a little uncomfortable.

"It's good that it's gone. Your tooth was really big; if you had to go to the hospital to pull it, it would have cost you a thousand or eight hundred. And you would have suffered a lot. How about now? I applied a little bit of powder, and it fell out. No injections, no medicine!"

The old man nodded, glanced at Su Ziyang's large teeth, and proudly showed them off to Su Ziyang.

Yang Tianzheng watched as Su Ziyang stood silently to the side, holding his wisdom tooth, and then squatted down next to the old man's Xiao Ma.

"Brother, do you think you could... hehe."

Yang Tianzheng gestured to the old man, who waved his hand dismissively. "Brother Yang, I can't possibly give you this prescription, but I've prepared a bottle of this medicine for you. Take it if you need it; it's good that we've known each other for a while. You've also given me some wine."

As the old man spoke, he pulled out a medicine bottle from his pocket that was exactly the same as the small medicine bottle he had just used, except that this one was full, while the one he had just used was only half full.

"Oh, thank you so much, brother."

Yang Tianzheng excitedly accepted the medicine from the old man and thanked him repeatedly. After putting his own tooth in his pocket, Su Ziyang reached out and took the medicine bottle from Yang Tianzheng's hand.

Having obtained the medicine powder, Yang Tianzheng did not leave immediately but instead squatted down and continued chatting with the old man.

Su Ziyang felt empty inside after having a tooth pulled out for no apparent reason, so he squatted down and used a brick as a stool to support his bottom.

Not in the mood to listen to Yang Tianzheng and the old man's idle chatter, Su Ziyang began to carefully examine the small medicine bottle in his hand.

At first glance, the powder appears white, but upon closer inspection, it's not actually that white; it's even somewhat grayish.

Su Ziyang was also curious about what this thing was, so he opened the rubber cover on top and put his nose close to it to smell it.

"Oh, child."

When the old man saw Su Ziyang's actions, he suddenly shouted, startling Su Ziyang.

Su Ziyang was startled and almost dropped the medicine bottle.

"You can't smell that! It'll be terrible if you inhale it. Cover it up, cover it up!"

The old man got up from the stool, snatched the medicine bottle from Su Ziyang's hand, tightly capped it, and placed it in Yang Tianzheng's hand.

"Oh, that won't do. You take it. This thing can't be left lying around. You have to keep it safe."

The old man nervously gave Yang Tianzheng a series of instructions, and Yang Tianzheng nodded solemnly, putting the medicine bottle into his pocket.

"Extract a tooth..."

Seeing the old man's nervous expression, Su Ziyang remained calm and composed, stroking his chin and muttering to himself.

Yang Tianzheng chatted with the old man for nearly an hour before preparing to leave.

"Let's go, kid."

Yang Tianzheng patted Su Ziyang, who was still in a daze. Su Ziyang suddenly realized something after Yang Tianzheng patted him.

On the way Yang Tianzheng, riding his electric scooter, noticed Su Ziyang's Su Ziyang and asked, "Does it hurt to have your tooth pulled?"

"I don't feel anything. My gums are just a little uncomfortable. You're trying to find out what this old man is up to, aren't you?"

When the old man surnamed Jiang took out the tooth extraction medicine, Su Ziyang understood the purpose of Yang Tianzheng's trip.

Don't you want to know?

Yang Tianzheng said with a smile.

"I had my tooth pulled without even knowing why, why wouldn't I want to know! I desperately want to know!"

Su Ziyang gets angry whenever he thinks about it; he inexplicably had his molar pulled out.

"Hey, I've discovered you're really heartless. Didn't you say last time that you had a big tooth growing in, and I didn't let that old man pull it out? What are you yelling about? Don't you know how expensive it is to get a wisdom tooth pulled at the hospital?"

When it comes to reasoning, Su Ziyang has never been in the right in front of his masters.

Upon hearing this, Su Ziyang sighed and fell silent. It wasn't that Su Ziyang didn't want to argue, but rather that Su Ziyang felt he had seen the old man's method somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

After thinking for a while, Su Ziyang still couldn't remember, so he simply gave up on thinking about it and instead wanted to hear Yang Tianzheng's opinion, "If someone gives you a bottle of medicine, how can you figure out what's inside? Even a god couldn't tell what's in Chinese medicine powder!"

"Don't worry. The recipe for this roadside stall isn't complicated. We just need to find a place to analyze the ingredients to find out roughly what's in it. If necessary, we can just experiment with each ingredient one by one."

No wonder Yang Tianzheng was so excited after obtaining the powder; now I understand why.

But on second thought, Yang Tianzheng wasn't wrong. I remember Zhang Guozhou saying that when they traveled the country selling wild medicine, they emphasized simplicity, effectiveness, and affordability.

The method this elderly man surnamed Jiang used to extract teeth is probably similar to that of his school of thought, following a simple and effective approach.

"Master, can I ask you a question? Besides trying to get rid of me, do you spend all your time searching for these secret recipes?"

Su Ziyang suddenly understood why Yang Tianzheng was always gone, only appearing in the evenings and afternoons.

Following this logic, what did Mr. Mengfei go off to do?

Su Ziyang chuckled to himself in the back seat as he thought about it.

Su Ziyang's smile startled Yang Tianzheng, who slammed on the brakes and pulled his electric scooter to the side.

"What's wrong, Ziyang!"

Yang Tianzheng looked at Su Ziyang with surprise, the smile still lingering on his face, and quickly patted Su Ziyang's head.

Yang Tianzheng's behavior surprised Su Ziyang as well. After suppressing his smile, Su Ziyang jumped off the electric scooter and asked, "What's wrong, Master?"

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Tianzheng was still worried and grabbed Su Ziyang 'Su Ziyang wrist to take his pulse.

"I'm fine!" Su Ziyang didn't know what was wrong with Yang Tianzheng, and his brows furrowed as well.

"What are you laughing at if nothing's wrong?" Yang Tianzheng asked again with a very serious expression.

"I'm really fine! I just suddenly realized where my Master Mengfei went and what he was doing."

Yang Tianzheng was still a bit confused when Su Ziyang said that. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Su Ziyang with a strange expression. "What did they go about? How did you suddenly know?!"

"They must have gone out to find some kind of secret formula, right!"

Su Ziyang proudly voiced his theory and then prepared to wait for Yang Tianzheng's praise.

Instead of praise, a slap landed on Su Ziyang's neck and a kick, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

"You fucking bastard, you suddenly started laughing like that, I thought this old man's medicine was poisonous and you got poisoned! You scared the hell out of me, get lost."

Yang Tianzheng, and he hopped on his electric scooter and rode off.

Su Ziyang stared at Yang Tianzheng's electric scooter tail, then covered his neck and squatted down on the spot.

"Your temper is so inconsistent! I'm your apprentice, you can't just hit me like that. You're finished!"

Su Ziyang gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, then looked around at the place. It was right on the outskirts of the city, far from any village or shop.

That's fucking bad!

Su Ziyang gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and hailed a taxi. It cost him nearly a hundred yuan before Su Ziyang taxi finally came to pick Su Ziyang up in this godforsaken place.

When Su Ziyang returned home, he suddenly saw Yang Tianzheng's electric scooter parked in the bicycle and electric scooter parking space next to the clinic entrance.

Su Ziyang's eyes lit up with a sudden idea, and he rode off towards the electric scooter.

"I told you not to leave me here, so I let you off the hook. Hehe."

As Su Ziyang was talking, he started to let the air out of the tires of his electric scooter. Just as Su Ziyang was enjoying letting the air out, he suddenly heard two soft coughs from behind.

"Su Ziyang, what are you doing? Why are you letting the air out of my electric scooter's tires? I only said a couple of things to you last time, and you're already holding a grudge? Seriously, you're such a petty man."

Someone spoke behind him, Su Ziyang, feeling guilty, sprang up from the ground, only to find that Daoist Master Xiao Yang was standing right behind him.

"This... this is your electric scooter?" Su Ziyang stammered, pointing at the scooter.

"Nonsense, if it's not mine, is it yours?" Daoist Master Xiao Yang angrily pushed Su Ziyang aside.

"Then, then, how come I've never seen you ride it before?"

Su Ziyang didn't know what to say, so he stood there rambling on and on.

"Your master Yang Tianzheng borrowed it from me today, so I pushed it over from the garage. He put it here after he finished using it."

Daoist Master Xiao Yang walked over and pressed down hard on the tire, finding it was only half-flat. Standing there with his hands on Daoist Master Xiao Yang hips, he pointed at Su Ziyang and shouted, "I haven't finished asking you anything! Who told you to ask me a question back! Tell me why you let air out of my tires!!! Tell me now!"

Just as Su Ziyang was at a loss, Yang Tianzheng suddenly appeared beside them. "Daoist Master Yang, what's wrong? Did my beloved disciple offend you? I'll teach him a lesson!"

Su Ziyang didn't know why Yang Tianzheng was so elusive, but he still wanted to say to his master, "Thank you so much!"