Zhao Yan carried his bamboo basket and walked back to the clinic.
Thinking of the two people just now, he felt a little strange.
These two people were obviously not ordinary people, and the style of their clothes was that of nobles.
Liquan County was close to Xianyang, and there were many nobles there.
Zhao Yan had been doing volunteer work for so many years and had gotten to know quite a few people, but he had never seen the two of them before.
Moreover, the bearing of these two people did not look like ordinary nobles.
Zhao Yan rubbed his chin.
These two came from Xianyang?
It seemed that his status was not low either.
I wonder if I can meet Qin Shihuang?
It was now the 32nd year of the reign of the Qin Emperor, and there were still more than four years before the sudden death of the First Emperor.
Actually, Zhao Yan had always been in the city for free consultation because he wanted to make a name for himself.
If he was fated to do so, he would really like to treat the First Emperor.
Others might not be able to do anything, but he could definitely cure the First Emperor!
After all, as a modern youth, Zhao Yan knew about history!
The first emperor died and the land was divided.
If the first emperor did not die, the world would not dare to act rashly.
If we can save the First Emperor before this,
The world would not be in chaos!
With the Ancestral Dragon's help, Liu Bang, Xiang Yu, and all the other ghosts and monsters would all step aside!
With his medical skills and the things he had exchanged from the system store.
He might not be able to borrow it for another 500 years, but at least Great Qin would not die!
There would not be a long period of chaos in the future!
Zhao Yan sighed.
He had been doing volunteer work for more than two years and had accumulated almost ten thousand system points.
In the end, he didn't even see the First Emperor.
Tough
Fortunately, there was still time. He would set up a stall for another two years.
If it really didn't work, he would have to build a good relationship with these two strong men.
When the time comes, I'll go to Xianyang to find a way. I wonder if it will work?
Zhao Yan nodded, feeling quite satisfied with his plan.
On the other side, Ying Zheng and Wang Jian were walking back, recalling what Zhao Yan had just said.
"Marquis Wucheng, do you think what that young mister said just now was true or false?" asked Ying Zheng casually.”
Anyone who was suddenly accused by a miracle doctor who had just woken up from a dead person that the poison in their body had accumulated.
He didn't even have a few years left to live.
Probably won't be too happy
Wang Jian was stunned for a moment and was somewhat hesitant.
"I wonder what Your Majesty is talking about?"
Was the pill poisonous, or was his body deeply poisoned?
Or was it that he did not have many years left to live?
Although Wang Jian held some weight in the First Emperor's heart, he didn't dare to casually say these words.
Ying Zheng took out the medicinal pills that he carried with him and said,""About the poison in the pill."
After all, if the pill wasn't poisonous, then the poison accumulated in his body was quite intriguing.
Wang Jian thought for a moment and said,"Why don't we give it a try?"”
Ying Zheng nodded.
After returning to the palace, Wang Jian got his subordinates to catch a bird and crushed the medicinal pill into the bird's mouth.
At first, the bird was still struggling.
However, it started to fade after a while.
In less than ten minutes, the bird had stopped moving and was no longer breathing.
Indeed, it was just as Zhao Yan said, this medicinal pill was not anything good.
It was poison!
Wang Jian turned to look at Ying Zheng in shock.
The First Emperor's expression had darkened from the moment the bird started struggling.
Now, it was already as gloomy as water.
Wang Jian did not dare to provoke him at this time either.
He could only stand at the side carefully.
"Bury it."
"Pass it on to Xia Wuqie."
Wang Jian received the order and left.
The poisoned bird was also brought down.
Although Ying Zheng did not say anything, Wang Jian had been by Ying Zheng's side since he was young, so how could he not know his character?
The pills he had eaten for more than twenty years were actually all poison.
This time, all the necromancers in the world were going to suffer.
Xia Wuqie, whose beard had turned white, hurried over with his medicine bag on his back.
As soon as he entered the door and saw Ying Zheng's gloomy face, he knew that something was wrong.
He looked at Ying Zheng's luggage and asked carefully,""Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?”
Ying Zheng glanced at him, and Xia Wuqi felt a chill run down his spine.
Why was His Majesty in such a terrible mood after going out?
After a long silence, Ying Zheng finally opened his mouth and asked,""Xia Wuqie, tell me the truth.”
"How is my body?"
Xia Wuqi did not know why Ying Zheng suddenly asked this question.
As the First Emperor's imperial physician for so many years, he naturally had some ability.
Moreover, the First Emperor's body was already in bad shape.
He was quite clear about this.
But at this moment, he didn't know how to answer.
When the emperor was angry, millions of people died.
Should she tell him directly that she knew he might have been poisoned…
Moreover, the poison might be very deep…
He could only consider his tone and tentatively ask,""Your Majesty, may I take your pulse?”
Ying Zheng glanced at him again, but didn't say anything.
Then, she picked up the pill on the table and threw it at his feet.
"So all the pills that I have eaten for the past twenty years are poison. I wonder if Imperial Physician Xia knows about this?”
Hearing his words, Xia Wuqi suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty."
He steeled his heart and said,"I really don't know much about this matter."”
"His Majesty has always been in good health. Although there are occasional signs of poisoning, it will soon disappear.”
Ying Zheng stared at him for a long time, and Wang Jian, who was beside him, did not dare to breathe too loudly.
"Forget it. Tomorrow, follow me to a place.”
Ying Zheng waved his hand, gesturing for him to leave.
When Xia Wuqi stood up, he was trembling and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.
As the supreme ruler of the empire.
The First Emperor wanted to find immortals and ask for medicine, so who dared to question him?
Moreover, there was indeed something strange about those necromancers.
Even he could not explain these things.
Only the young mister he met today did not know his identity and would be so straightforward.
Ying Zheng was not a man who could not differentiate between good and evil, so he naturally understood everything.
Furthermore, Xia Wuqie had saved his life when Jing Ke tried to assassinate Qin.
Therefore, he didn't punish Xia Wuqi.
He only thought of the alchemists in the palace of Xianyang.
Killing intent flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes.
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