The First Emperor had been searching for immortals and asking for medicine for more than twenty years, and no one dared to persuade him.
Even many of the old Qin people were like him, refining pills every day in search of immortals.
Even if there were a few people who doubted it, they did not dare to say it.
But in fact, Ying Zheng was not a king who could not listen to the opinions of others.
After being scolded by Zhao Yan, Ying Zheng wanted to say something but stopped himself several times.
In the end, he only snorted and said in a rough voice,"Let's see a doctor."
Zhao Yan smiled.
He thought that he had to build a good relationship with this old brother and not provoke him.
Zhao Yan sat up straight and said to Ying Zheng seriously,""You have to cleanse yourself of this poison."
"I need to first use silver needles to seal the poison in your body, and then supplement it with soup for a few days.”
"When the body is almost cleaned up, you can use the golden needles to release the poisonous blood.”
"If you decide to treat him, you can go to the inner room and take off your clothes.”
"I'll give this old gentleman a prescription first.”
Ying Zheng nodded, then stood up and entered the inner chamber.
Wang Jian followed behind him and also entered together.
Although this young gentleman was obviously not a bad person.
However, he had to be wary of others.
Naturally, he had to ensure Ying Zheng's safety.
Later, when the young master was going to perform the acupuncture, he had to call Xia Wuqi in to watch over him in case anything unexpected happened.
Wang Jian looked at Ying Zheng, who was leisurely sitting on the table and starting to take off his shirt.
"Your Majesty, why don't we go back to Xianyang?"”
"Summon this little mister to the palace for treatment to ensure his safety?”
Ying Zheng's eyes sparkled as he smiled faintly.
"No need, just treat him here."
"Zhen always felt that this little mister could dig out more things.”
"Think about the paper he made and the handwriting.”
After hearing Ying Zheng's words, Wang Jian also fell silent.
He remembered that the lamp that the young gentleman had taken out during the free clinic yesterday was also extraordinary.
This person was indeed hiding a lot of things.
"When we return today, send someone to investigate this person.”
"Even the stray dog in front of his door, I want to strip it clean for him!”
"Also, about the magistrate of Liquan County.”
"This is really going against the heavens!"
Wang Jian agreed. The two of them discussed Zhao Yan's matter again.
In the lobby of the clinic.
Ying Zheng walked in, and Xia Wuqie walked over with a smile on his face.
"Little mister."
"You may be old, but your health is still good."”
"I don't see anything wrong with it."
"I only feel a little thirsty occasionally?"
Xia Wuqie nodded.
Although he was old, his health had always been good.
He didn't have any bad habits.
It was just that he would occasionally feel a little thirsty, but it was not a big problem.
This young mister didn't even need to take his pulse to be able to say it directly.
"In that case, I have a small folk prescription.”
"Every day, you can drink a cup of Cassia seed water to quench your thirst at any time.”
"There's nothing wrong with the rest. I don't need to give you this prescription.”
Xia Wuqie smacked his lips.
This wasn't right! He just wanted to ask the young mister for a prescription.
However, doctors had their own rules.
Since Little Sir said so, he could only give up regretfully.
"Thank you, young mister. How old is young mister?”
Zhao Yan was stunned by his sudden change of topic.
"Well, I was nineteen," he replied.”
"Never married."
Xia Wuqie nodded. Recalling how Ying Zheng had listened to every word of this young man just now, he could not help but feel even more respectful towards this young man.
After taking care of the patient in front of him, Zhao Yan took his medicine box and entered the inner room.
Xia Wuqi followed him in.
He heard that they were going to perform acupuncture on His Majesty, so he definitely had to follow them in and watch.
As for secretly learning techniques, it was just a matter of convenience.
In the inner chamber, Ying Zheng had already taken off his shirt and was sitting on the mat with his arms bare.
As soon as Zhao Yan entered, the two of them turned to look at him.
Zhao Yan felt that this uncle had an air of magnanimity when he did things. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a formidable person of his generation.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an ordinary noble.
He shook his head, put the medicine box on the table, and took out his tools.
A pack of silver needles and an alcohol lamp.
Wang Jian once again saw this magical lamp and curiously went over.
"Little mister, I saw you use this yesterday. It seems to be a fire tool?”
Zhao Yan glanced at the alcohol lamp and nodded."That's right, it can be used to light a fire."
"It's used for disinfection.”
This was a set of tools provided by the Miracle Doctor System, together with the gold and silver needles.
These were all things that Great Qin did not have.
In Great Qin, glass and even glass were rare.
Moreover, it was usually pure natural glass.
Some of the nobles in the imperial palace would even treat a piece of glass as a treasure.
The glass that the young gentleman carried with him was translucent and had no impurities at all.
This was not an ordinary item!
Wang Jian looked at this uniquely shaped lamp, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He recalled how the young gentleman had placed the spirit lamp on the ground without a care yesterday.
Now, it was placed directly on this old and tattered table.
Wang Jian felt extremely regretful!
Even the First Emperor sitting next to him had never seen this thing before!
This kind of priceless treasure should be placed on a shelf made of good wood and carefully kept every day!
Ying Zheng and Xia Wuqi also stared at the spirit lamp with their eyes wide open.
After Xia Wuji received permission, he immediately picked it up.
" It's cool to the touch, and the surface is smooth."
"Crystal clear."
Zhao Yan looked at the old man muttering in amusement and could only take down the spirit lamp.
"Alright, I have to hurry up and do the acupuncture.”
Xia Wujue looked at the alcohol lamp with an unforgettable look.
Zhao Yan arranged the tools, picked up a silver needle, and roasted it over the fire.
Then, he said to Ying Zheng,"Your poison has been accumulating for a long time.”
"If you feel any pain when I insert the needles, you need to inform me in time.”
Ying Zheng shifted his gaze back and nodded calmly.
Then, he looked at the alcohol lamp that was flashing with blue flames.
Xia Wuqie, who was beside him, reached out to feel the flames.
Then, she let out an "Aiyo" sound. She was scalded and retracted her hand in embarrassment.
This was indeed fire…
Strange, why is the fire blue?
The fire wasn't yellow?
Could this young man be an immortal from the heavens?
Did he use the immortal fire from the sky?
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