Screenverse: With Golden Blood, You Call This Frail Traveling Physician?

He woke up as Li Xiangyi, the Bittersweet Tea poison deep in his bones, after a little beggar found him by the sea and carried him to a ruined temple. He possessed the Medicine King inheritance, his blood could eat through bone when the poison flared up, and his inner power was unfathomably deep when taking someone's pulse. He called himself a wandering physician. Anyone who believed him was a fool.

Fan Xian blocked the doorway, insisting on becoming his disciple. Emperor Qing's secret guards were frantically searching Danzhou for traces of the "Great Xi Sword God," while Wuzhu watched coldly: this man's martial arts were no weaker than mine. And Zhuang Hanyan, the little beggar who had saved him, was clutching a knife and plotting to use him to kill her way back to the Zhuang family in the capital.

Li Lianhua caught the poisonous blood he coughed up in a teacup and pushed it toward Fan Xian. "If you can cure what's in this cup, I'll be your master." Fan Xian checked his pulse, and his face turned green. This man had used his inner power to suppress a deadly poison for ten years. Wuzhu silently took the teacup away, afraid Fan Xian might actually try it.

A ship belonging to the Yan Clan Merchant Guild was waiting at the harbor, and the debts he had to repay in the Great Xi martial world were still outstanding. Before leaving, Li Lianhua glanced back at Danzhou. The waters of the Qing Kingdom were too deep. He would return to Great Xi first and cure the poison. As for the people sent by Emperor Qing, he drew the soft sword at his waist, its light sweeping across the sea. Bittersweet Tea poison? It would have to ask this sword's permission first.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.