Lü Buwei looked at Li Si innocently, "Brother Li, now I've really been framed by you..."
When the imperial physician saw Yáng Quán's appearance, he felt as if the sky had fallen.
Could it be?
If it turns out to be like that, I feel like I might be turning into one too?
The imperial physician's eyes were staring tightly at Yáng Quán.
Given the style of King An Guo, even if Yáng Quán is made to take drugs and dies with no relation to him, he probably can't get away.
"Fucking hell, where did these two come from? And Yáng Quán, are they willing to die? It's just that the treatment can't be cured; why must they seek death like this..."
While the atmosphere was tense, snores could be heard echoing in the grand hall.
"Fallen asleep?"
Lü Buwei and the imperial physician both exclaimed in surprise.
The two individuals were one a dilettante and the other a medical practitioner, so they naturally knew what it meant to fall asleep.
After the two of them had spoken, they exchanged glances, and their eyes were filled with surprise.
The noble consort Huayang asked, "It's just sleeping; what's there to be amazed about?"
The imperial physician stammered, "This..."
"In accordance with medical principles, Master Yáng Quán's lung disease has reached the critical stage, and he should not be able to sleep soundly."
"However, after taking the medicine, he was able to sleep peacefully."
Lü Buwei continued, "In ancient times, the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon stated that if one sleeps peacefully, it is a sign of good fortune and health."
"This means that Master Yáng Quán's illness is already beginning to improve..."
"But this is impossible..."
When Lü Buwei saw Master Yáng Quán for the first time, he knew that there was no hope for his complexion.
Yet Li Si's medicine actually managed to cure it?
The imperial physician quickly stepped forward and said, "I must first take Yáng Quán's pulse before I can proceed with the diagnosis."
He was truly puzzled —
Even if his teacher had come to diagnose it, the medicines and medical techniques in the whole world would not be able to cure Master Yáng Quán.
Shouldn't Master Yáng Quán's next plot be to toss and turn all night, finally die in agony?
He had even prepared to make a run for it.
Yesterday, Master Yáng Quán's condition had already become very poor.
Coughing persistently and hemoptysis unceasingly, he felt dizzy and hot-headed, and even found it difficult to speak.
He was basically on the brink of death.
Last night, the noble consort Huayang stayed by Yáng Quán's side the whole night, worried that he might pass away that very night.
The imperial physician gently approached and examined Yáng Quán.
After a long time, his grave expression began to ease.
He breathed softly and the incredulous look in his eyes could not be concealed.
He kept exclaiming in admiration: "This...this is a physician from where? This is a divine medicine from where?"
"Resuscitating the dead and reviving the flesh from bones, I've only heard of such methods in folk tales. Today, I actually have the chance to witness it!"
He knelt before the Huayang Consort and said, "Thank you, Huayang Consort, for giving me such a precious opportunity! I have lived a fulfilling life!"
Hearing this, the Huayang Consort was shocked.
This old physician always seemed to look down on anyone from the medical profession —
He is a direct disciple of the founding father of the medical profession, Qian Xie.
He has never praised anyone in terms of medical skill!
Now, it's not just praise; it's an adoration that borders on reverence!
The imperial physician stood up and continued speaking to the Huayang Consort:
"I must report to the Huayang Consort that Master Yáng Quán's pulse is now stable and full of vitality."
Even though he is still somewhat weak, there is no longer any danger to his life!"
The Huayang Consort was stunned for a moment, then quickly showed a smile, still somewhat surprised:
The imperial physician's illnesses that he had no solution to, the lung disease that he thought was incurable, were actually cured by a merchant and a small official?
"Indeed, King An Guo was right. We need to gather all the talented people in the world, for there are far more talents than we have yet to grasp."
The imperial physician turned around and performed the same medical etiquette towards Li Si and Lü Buwei as doctors.
"I would also like to ask the two of you to clearly state, where did your divine medicine come from?"
"I am a disciple of Qian Xie, passed down through seventeen generations. I have never heard of such a divine medicine, and I would like to ask the two of you about their lineage."
Today, he was truly shocked:
He had believed that his medical skills were almost divine, serving as an imperial physician in one of the most powerful countries in the world.
But...
Today, he discovered that there were even more skilled people in the world.
Li Si responded in return, saying:
"This divine medicine was given to me by my teacher, Zhao Zǐ. My teacher, Zhao Zǐ, is proficient in the theories of ten schools and follows the law."
Of course, the phrase "follows the law" was something Li Si had come up with himself.
He summarized Professor Zhao's thoughts and thought they should be somewhat inclined towards Confucianism with a touch of Mohism.
"Zhao Zǐ?" The imperial physician asked in confusion, "I have never heard of such a medical figure among the doctors of this world."
"Could he be a reclusive genius?"
"Good, Master Zhao is indeed good," the Huayang Consort said without concern, "May I ask, Sir, do you still have this medicine?"
Li Si stood up and took out a jin box, saying, "There are about twenty to thirty of these medicines in this jin box."
"Take it twice a day, two pills each time, and you'll be cured within seven days."
That was what Teacher Zhao instructed at the time.
The Huayang Consort took the medicine and said, "Very good, very good, very good!"
"Sorry to both of you for my misunderstanding of your abilities just now."
The Huayang Consort bowed and said, "May I ask, what kind of hobbies does this Master Zhao have?"
"What can the two of you ask for?"
She had already begun to consider recruiting them:
This Master Zhao truly seems to be a great talent:
His diverse knowledge and ability to apply it to various situations are truly exceptional!
"If this man joins my great Qin state, the strength of my state will surely soar."
Li Si pointed to the precious sword on the table, "My teacher loves famous swords and white tigers."
...
The matter concluded, the Huayang Consort was pleased and agreed to Lü Buwei's request, adopting Ying Yi as her son.
In addition, the Huayang Consort also presented the Yáng Quán Sword to you.
Lü Buwei was very grateful to you, the so-called Master Zhao from an unknown place, and gifted you the miscellaneous scholarly treasures he had collected from all over.
A new chapter of history is about to begin. King An Guo has ascended the throne, and the era of Ying Yi is about to arrive.
Zhao Anpíng looked at the screen on his mobile phone, "I see, you're not just a text game after all?"
Just then, the game suddenly changed from a text-based game to one with visual elements.
So this game actually has scenes, graphics, and 3D modeling?
"Speaking the truth, King Zhao Xiangang really had good taste. The Huayang Consort is indeed a beauty."
Zhao Anping knew that according to the nature of this system, it could even understand ancient times, so these ancient people were probably like this.
"Also, what does Li Si want with the white tiger? Zhao Anping kept thinking and felt something was off, 'This kid isn't doing this for himself, is he?'"
"Give me the sword, take the white tiger for yourself?"
On the phone, the visual scene disappeared quickly, and the original small calligraphy text appeared again:
[Received Gift: Yáng Quán Sword (Unique)]
[Function: Slay demons, eradicate evil, break demons and curse, capable of destroying all ten directions' demonic beings]
[Received Gift: Lü Buwei's Gift: Ancient Shamanism's Immortal Amulet (One-time only)]
[Function: The ancient shamanism can gather the Qi energy within a radius of a hundred miles, and once for the body to ward off disaster]
……
In later generations, the Records of the Grand Historian, in the "Medical History: The Descendants of Zhao Zǐ" chapter, it is recorded:
"Zhao Zǐ, known as a genius in the world. By curing Master Yáng Quán with divine medicine, he was rewarded. The Qin imperial physician received the remaining medicine, founded his family, and established the first river of medical schools in Chinese history."
