I Practice Medicine and Can Only Read the Original Text

Bai Wenyuan is twenty-one years old, carrying the old medicine box left by his grandfather on his back, walking from the border town to the center of Qihuang Realm. He has no sect. In this era where nine sects carve up the world, not having a sect means that you are not even qualified to register. But he had something that no one else had—he only read the original text. When all the doctors were debating "the party for typhoid fever or the party for febrile disease", he discovered a fact that everyone ignored: the two groups read the same classic, but came to completely opposite conclusions. It's not that the classics are wrong - it's that later generations have dismantled, changed, and framed the classics in their own schools. This is not a story where the main character is invincible. Bai Wenyuan would be confused, make mistakes, and fill his notes with question marks late at night. He will find that some diseases cannot be solved by medicine, and some answers cannot be told by books. This is a story about "seeing". See the person behind the pulse, see the heart knot behind the symptoms, see the inheritance and waiting behind the medical way. He just wanted to answer one question: Where does the disease come from? But this question leads to a conspiracy that lasts for three thousand years, a plague that sweeps the world every sixty years, and a secret hidden behind history—— Airway separation. The Tao is hidden above, and the skills remain below. Those who cure diseases do not know how to cure the world, and those who govern the world do not know how to cure diseases. Bai Wenyuan was the first person in three thousand years to try to reconnect "Tao" and "Shu".