Control the ancestors and create an immortal family starting from the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 40 Grab the medicine and plan to save Han! (Please read and collect)
"apprentice?"

Zhang Hanzhi's brows wrinkled at this moment.

"That's right." Zhang Wei's eyes gradually became firmer: "The future King of Qin."

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In an instant, Zhang Hanzhi's whole body trembled.

He stared at Zhang Qi closely, and after a moment of silence, he realized what he was doing and said tremblingly: "Brother, are you talking about Ying Zheng?"

Zhang Wei nodded immediately.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hanzhi's eyes immediately became fiery.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head slightly: "Brother, my life span."

"Don't worry about your lifespan." Zhang Wei immediately interrupted Zhang Hanzhi and said firmly: "I will find a way."

Although he didn't know what kind of disease Zhang Hanzhi was suffering from, he had to try to save Zhang Hanzhi no matter what.

Even if it cannot be cured, at least Zhang Hanzhi must be able to maintain it.

Hearing this, Zhang Hanzhi's eyes suddenly froze.

He stared at Zhang Qi closely, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he said nothing and just nodded slightly: "Teaching Ping'er and Pingsheng is no different from teaching three people. "

"Then wait."

Zhang Wei did not hesitate at all, and directly reached out and patted Zhang Hanzhi on the shoulder: "In a few days, your disciple of King Qin will come to find you."

"it is good."

Zhang Hanzhi nodded immediately. Although there was no joy on the surface, Zhang Wei immediately felt the change in Zhang Hanzhi's eyes.

In fact, no matter in any era, a terminally ill person needs not only corresponding treatment, but also his mentality.

Although Zhang Hanzhi did not say how he thought about it.

But with Zhang Weiguang's understanding of Zhang Hanzhi, he could imagine his original unwillingness.

Even the calmness now may be forced.

After all, it would be a fatal injury for someone as proud as him to give up his ideals.

But just now Zhang Wei could feel that Zhang Hanzhi had really changed.

After all, being a teacher of the King of Qin is enough to be famous in history, and to be famous in history is the biggest dream for a scholar like Zhang Hanzhi. .
The days in the game became peaceful again.

The next day, Zhang Hanzhi went directly to visit Ying Yiren as soon as he got up.

Zhang Wei didn't care about them, but just asked about the specific symptoms of Zhang Hanzhi's disease.

Coughing, difficulty breathing, shortness of breath, and sometimes convulsions.

Zhang Wei remembered these symptoms, and then put down the game console without any hesitation and looked for a nearby old Chinese medicine clinic on his mobile phone.

He didn't bring the game console, mainly because he was afraid that others would discover the extraordinary nature of the game console.

Zhang Wei did not expect to cure Zhang Hanzhi directly.

After all, in that era, the constraints were there.

Zhang Wei could only think of using this traditional Chinese medicine that has been passed down for thousands of years to do his best to help Zhang Hanzhi recover.

Even if it can't be cured, at least it should help him live for a few more years.

Although several years have passed in the game, not that long has passed in reality.

As soon as I stepped out, the intense heat hit me immediately.

For a moment, Zhang Wei suddenly felt a dreamy feeling, especially when he looked at the busy traffic in front of him, that inexplicable strange feeling immediately surged up in his heart.

"It seems that the immersive impact of this game is so great that even a modern person like me is somewhat accustomed to life in the Warring States Period."

"I really don't know. If it can really be passed down to the modern age."

"Will my mentality become that of an old monster at that time??"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Wei calmed down for a few minutes before slowly walking out of the community.

The distance between the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and Zhang Wei is not too far.

But in order to save time and not miss the important events in the game, Zhang Wei reluctantly took a taxi.

It didn't take a while before I rushed directly to the Chinese medicine clinic.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and there was no need to queue. There was only an old woman in a white coat and a young woman who seemed to be an apprentice.

"Doctor, I would like to ask about coughing, difficulty breathing, shortness of breath, and sometimes twitching. What symptoms could this be?"

Zhang Wei did not hesitate. After entering and reporting his mobile phone number, he walked directly to the old Chinese medicine doctor and asked.

"Sit down first." The old woman in a white coat looked at Zhang Wei without any confusion, then stroked her reading glasses and said calmly: "I'll take your pulse first."

"Doctor, it's not me who is sick, it's my ancestor... my friend."

Zhang Wei quickly shook his head: "You don't need to take my pulse, you just need to tell me what the disease may be and how to treat it."

Before Zhang Wei could finish speaking, the old woman suddenly waved her hand to interrupt Zhang Wei, looked at him and said directly: "Young man, you don't have to worry."

"There is no one here, and the symptoms you mentioned are not some shameful disease."

???

For a moment, Zhang Wei was stunned.

But the old woman didn't care what Zhang Wei was doing. She just turned to look at the girl with a ponytail next to her and said, "Xiaoyi, remember, young people today always blame their own illnesses for whatever they have to do." To a friend.”

"You must remind them in the future that we, as doctors, cannot be careless."

"I know, grandma." The girl nodded immediately, then looked at Zhang Wei and said, "Sir, if you have something to hide and feel embarrassed, I can avoid it."

"There's no need to make friends out of thin air."

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At such a moment, Zhang Wei's whole body and even his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at the two people in front of him, he was silent for a few seconds, then sighed, then slowly sat on the chair, and said very seriously: "Doctor, do you think I have coughed for so long?"

"It's really not me, it's just a friend of mine."

"To tell you the truth, he went to Western medicine, but I still think our Chinese medicine is better."

"But he didn't listen, so he didn't come."

Zhang Wei's tone was surprisingly serious.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the old woman's eyes, without flinching at all.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the old woman seemed to believe Zhang Wei, and then she snorted coldly: "Humph!"

"Today's young people have really forgotten what their ancestors left behind."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the girl beside her and said again: "Xiaoyi, tell him what the symptoms are, and then give him medicine."

Say it.

The old woman didn't say anything more, stood up and walked out.

"Sir, based on the symptoms you mentioned, your friend should actually be suffering from asthma."

"The causes of asthma among our Chinese medicine practitioners are also different. My suggestion is to ask your friend to come over and take a look. My grandma can help him feel his pulse, and we will be able to handle it better by then."

The girl immediately looked at Zhang Wei and said directly as if she was reciting a formula.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei immediately frowned.

asthma? ?
Could it be caused by a cold?

Thinking about Zhang Hanzhi's condition when he left, plus the change of seasons and the rush, Zhang Wei suddenly realized why he was sick.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Wei immediately sighed, and then said directly: "Please, please give me some medicine."

"Just one portion is enough. Let's go back and give it to my friend to try."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is about conditioning! How can one serving be enough?" The woman immediately frowned.

But Zhang Wei remained calm: "Let him buy it by himself."

Hearing this, the girl was immediately startled, but she didn't say anything more. Then she walked directly to the medicine box and took out portions of Chinese medicine. .
After a while, Zhang Wei returned home carrying the purchased medicinal materials.

I have to say that Chinese medicinal materials are really expensive.

Although he only got one dose of medicine, it still cost Zhang Wei nearly 200 yuan.

But there is no way, this thing must be spent. After all, Zhang Wei does not understand Chinese medicine and does not know the name of the medicinal material, let alone whether the name of the medicinal material has changed over thousands of years.

Taking medicine is also a last resort.

As soon as he got home, Zhang Wei immediately picked up the game console without any hesitation.

The game was still so peaceful at this time, and there was no trouble caused by Zhang Wei's absence.

Zhang Wei did not hesitate and directly controlled Zhang Qi to walk out of the house. .
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