My clinic is familiar with ancient times, Zhu Biao came to seek medical treatment

Chapter 150

After arranging a ward for the First Emperor, Li Zhongfu formally examined him.

The diagnosis was as expected and not optimistic.

Because of overdosage of unknown ingredients, his liver was almost exhausted, and his kidneys, heart, and spleen were not very good. Only his lungs were still healthy.

"With my current medical skills, I can only let you live for another three to five years at most." Li Zhongfu told the truth.

As for whether he would gain other more magical skills in the future because of the system, such as alchemy, Li Zhongfu could not predict it, so he did not intend to mention it, lest the First Emperor and other emperors had wild ideas and died with regrets in the end.

"What if you don't accept the diagnosis and treatment?" The First Emperor asked.

"Then you may die at any time."

"How is this possible? I take the elixir every day and I have never felt any discomfort in my body."

"If you take less elixir, maybe you can live a few more years."

Compared with those alchemists who rely entirely on their mouths, Renai Medical Hall has actually proved its magic.

The First Emperor naturally believed Li Zhongfu more: "Damn alchemists, how dare they deceive me! I will kill them all when I go back!"

After prescribing the prescription, Li Zhongfu asked Zhu Heming to go to the medicine cabinet to pick up and decoct the medicine according to the prescription, and explained the taboos of using medicine to the First Emperor.

"First Emperor, where did you come from? Don't you want to go back and explain it?" Li Zhongfu asked.

The First Emperor said: "Before I came, I was in Shaqiu Palace."

"Shaqiu Palace?"

"Yes."

"According to historical records, the First Emperor fell ill during his fifth tour and stopped at Shaqiu Palace to recuperate, so...?"

"This is my fifth tour of the world."

Oh, no wonder.

The First Emperor noticed Li Zhongfu's hesitation: "Is there any problem?"

"According to historical records, you died on the platform of Shaqiu Palace."

The First Emperor:...

"I will go back and explain it to them." The First Emperor said he would leave.

Li Zhongfu stopped him: "Before you leave, I have a question for you."

"What question?"

"Who do you think is the successor? Fusu or Huhai?"

The First Emperor said as a matter of course: "Of course it is Fusu. He is my eldest son. Except for some womanly kindness, he is excellent in many aspects."

"Yes, that's why the emperors of later generations like to keep the heirs by their side. Only the unpopular princes are sent far away."

"What do you mean?"

"After you died in Shaqiu, Zhao Gao and Li Si conspired to support Huhai who was by your side as emperor, and used your name to kill Fusu and Meng Tian who were far away on the border."

The First Emperor was furious: "Damn Zhao Gao and Li Si, how dare you fake the imperial edict! I will go back and kill them now."

Li Zhongfu had no doubt that the First Emperor could make them go to hell with just one word.

But Li Zhongfu doubted that the First Emperor's body might not be able to support him to complete these things.

"According to historical records, after your death, they hurried to get Hu Hai back to Xianyang as soon as possible, but they did not dare to change the route you set rashly, fearing that they would arouse suspicion from those who have ulterior motives, so they still followed the original route.

But as your body rotted and stunk, they had to put some seafood in your carriage to cover up the smell.

In this case, any smart person could see that something was wrong and easily expose them, but in the end they got what they wanted.

I guess those people around you listened to you, but they didn't actually respect you much, so after you died, everyone turned a blind eye for various reasons.

If you go back now, you can kill Zhao Gao and others in a lightning speed, and everything will be fine, but if you can't hold on until then, your ending will not be much better than in history."

The First Emperor never thought that he would end up like this. His chest swelled with anger, and his exhalations were louder than his own.

Li Zhongfu quickly helped him sit down, patted his back, and massaged the acupuncture points, which stabilized the breathing of the First Emperor.

"These evil beasts dared to humiliate my body like this, they really deserve to be killed! Doctor Li, what do you think I should do?" Taking the cup of water handed by Wan Zhen'er, the First Emperor gulped down a few mouthfuls of honey water.

Li Zhongfu thought for a while: "After you came to Ren'ai Medical Clinic, it was equivalent to missing in your place. I predict that Zhao Gao, Li Si, and Hu Hai will not dare to mess around if they can't find you. Instead, they will be very panicked.

You can recuperate here first and go back when you feel better, but you have to come back as soon as possible, because your illness requires hospitalization. To be on the safe side, you can borrow some troops from other emperors at that time to avoid trouble after returning."

The First Emperor nodded: "Okay, let's do it, Doctor Li."

"Hmm?"

"How did Hu Hai do after becoming the emperor? How many generations did the Qin Dynasty last? How many years did it last? "

"Well... I'll tell you in a few days."

I'm afraid you'll be so angry that you'll pass out.

Looking at his watch, Li Zhongfu said, "It's getting late. We still have to make dumplings. You should take a rest."

"Uh... OK."

The First Emperor lay obediently on the bed and fell asleep in less than a moment.

Li Zhongfu and Wan Zhen'er returned to the fifth floor, one kneading the dough and the other chopping the stuffing, busy and happy.

Half an hour later, Zhu Heming finished decocting the medicine.

After delivering the medicine to the First Emperor's ward, Zhu Heming called the First Emperor and asked him to drink the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, the First Emperor fell asleep again.

Zhu Heming gently closed the door and returned to the fifth floor.

"Come on, it's time to fry the eggplant boxes. "Li Zhongfu waved and smiled.

Zhu Heming jumped over.

Three hours later.

It was already dark, as if someone had splashed a layer of ink on it.

The dining table on the fifth floor was filled with the fruits of the three people's work for half an afternoon.

There were sixteen dishes in total.

Four of them were cold dishes, namely, salt and pepper peanuts, chopped pepper preserved eggs, cold kelp shreds, and lemon chicken feet.

Eight stir-fried dishes, namely, hot and sour potato shreds, stir-fried yellow beef, stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts, stir-fried ham sausage with cucumber, and bean sticks. Stir-fried bacon, stir-fried cabbage, stir-fried bean sprouts, and dried tofu with chili peppers.

There were also steamed crabs, pork with preserved vegetables, corn and pork ribs soup, and chicken stewed with mushrooms.

As for dumplings and fried lotus root boxes, they were not served at all.

They were prepared for the first month of next year.

Before that, Wan Zhen'er had already prepared a lot of sausages, bacon, wind fish, sauce fish, and stinky tofu balls in her spare time, enough to last for half a year next year.

"You two should prepare wine and drinks. I'll go and call the First Emperor up to celebrate the New Year together. The other patients have been taken back to celebrate the New Year. He is staying downstairs alone, which is very lonely, and no one has brought him dinner." Li Zhongfu wiped his hands and said to Wan Zhen'er and Zhu Heming.

"Okay." Wan Zhen'er replied.

"Go and come back quickly." Zhu Heming said vaguely, holding the fried lotus root box in one hand and orange juice in the other.