You Trepan the First Emperor, and You Call Yourself a Wandering Healer?

[Great Qin] [Medicine] [Feel-Good Story] [Ying Zheng Seeks Treatment]

"To cure this stubborn ailment, the only way is to open the skull and remove the blood clot!"

One remark at a medical clinic south of Xianyang City makes the ministers of Great Qin draw their swords halfway from their scabbards in shock.

Zhao Gao denounces him as a wolf in sheep's clothing, Meng Tian is convinced he is a spy from one of the Six States, and Ying Zheng storms off in a fury!

Everyone under heaven laughs at Zhao Tao, calling him a quack who spouts reckless nonsense.

That is, until he brings the old madam of the Chancellor's residence back from death's door, and cures the Meng clan's critical illness. The court and the common people are shaken.

Inside Zhangtai Palace, the imperial physician lies prostrate on the ground, his voice trembling:

"Your Majesty! This man is no ordinary wandering physician. He is a living sage of medicine, master of the ancient secret canon of Qi Bo!"

The First Emperor, long tormented by head pain, finally understands. He makes his way to the medical clinic in the southern market that very night.

"Sir, I failed to recognize your true worth earlier! Please perform this skull-opening surgery!"

At the counter, Zhao Tao leisurely counts silver coins without even looking up.

"Your Majesty, please wait. Settle the bill for three bowls of calming tea first, then we'll discuss opening your skull and changing your fate."