Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1765 Realgar Wine

Sun Wukong ran into obstacles everywhere. One place required medical qualifications, another required work experience, which made him dizzy and confused. He felt that the Kingdom of Zhu Zi was incompatible with him. The old pig had no interest in treating the sick and saving people. He just wanted to go shopping by himself. As a result, the monkey dragged him around the streets and alleys.

Their appearances were so striking that it was obvious at a glance they weren't human. With Old Pig by their side, much less attention would be paid to the monkey, so Old Pig couldn't leave.

The monkey was unwilling to give up its idea of ​​curing the disease and saving lives, so it tried it at one pharmacy after another.

These days, anyone who can open a pharmacy is not poor. Medical licenses are tied to pharmacies, and no one dares to issue a medical license to someone of unknown origin, as that would incur enormous responsibility.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie wandered around like street urchins, while the Jade Rabbit danced with a group of young ladies. Tang Sanzang verified his travel permit and returned to the inn, where he found his "three disciples" waiting for him obediently.

Now that the sun had just passed noon, he decided to set off immediately, leave the Kingdom of Zhu Zi, and strive to reach Mount Ling as soon as possible.

Throughout the journey, the three disciples remained silent. Tang Sanzang kept pondering what he should say after seeing the Buddha, and did not notice anything unusual.

As they walked, a hermitage came into view.

As the name suggests, Anlin is a place where nuns live. Tang Sanzang was very excited and volunteered to go beg for alms.

"Sun Wukong" and "Zhu Bajie" nodded silently, and no one stopped him.

Tang Sanzang walked briskly into the temple and saw several beautiful young women bathing in the water.

He was shocked.

Is this scene, this picture, something I can actually see?

He quickly covered his face with his sleeve, repeatedly telling himself, "I can't look, I can't look, I absolutely can't look!" But the burning desire in his heart still made him slightly open his eyes and look into the pool through the gap in his robe.

Then he stood there "stiffly" for half an hour, and then, amidst a burst of laughter, he felt water splashing on his face. Just as he was about to bow and put his hands together in greeting, he felt a blur before his eyes, and he seemed to fly into the air as if riding on clouds. With a "plop," he fell into the pool. It felt like something underwater had entangled him, and then he lost consciousness.

The monkey was tenacious and persistent, determined to obtain the medical license. The old pig followed him for half a day, but was too exhausted to walk any further, so he pretended to be dead, hugged a big tree by the roadside, and refused to move.

Passersby pointed and whispered, and Sun Wukong had no choice but to rest for a while.

An old man was sweeping the floor in front of his door. Seeing their ugly appearance, he was so frightened that he was about to close the door.

After Sun Wukong explained for a while, the old man's fear was finally dispelled.

The old man looked like an ordinary mortal. Sun Wukong didn't notice anything unusual and politely clasped his hands in greeting, then talked about wanting a medical license.

"Doctor, which of the four diagnostic methods—observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation—are you most proficient in?"

"I, Old Sun, am a genius, a genius!"

In this era, it was common for Sun Wukong to wait for word-of-mouth recommendations from patients in order to cure over a thousand patients. However, time was limited, and he couldn't afford to wait. Treating the king, gaining fame, and then curing a large number of patients in a short period of time was the only way for him to completely remove the demonic energy.

Since he doesn't have a medical license, he wants to learn about the patient's condition first.

"Old man, tell me about the King of Zhu Zi Kingdom. I heard that the Queen was kidnapped by a monster?"

"This story begins three years ago."

According to the old man, the king of Zhu Zi Kingdom was a romantic. After his beloved concubine, Jin Shenggong, was kidnapped by a monster, he did not attend court for three whole years. There were rumors in the capital that the king had told his ministers that he would share the kingdom of Zhu Zi Kingdom with anyone who could help him rescue his concubine.

Sun Wukong nodded: "He is indeed a devoted lover." He expressed a certain degree of appreciation for the King of Zhu Zi Kingdom's actions.

"Hahahaha—Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, you don't understand men." Old Pig laughed loudly, then lowered his voice: "Aren't you still a virgin?"

Sun Wukong was extremely annoyed and raised his hand to strike, but seeing the old man looking at him with surprise, he held back.

Old Pig laughed and explained, "This king is clearly being cunning. If he liked that concubine so much, why did he hand her over to the monster in the first place? Wasn't it because he was afraid of dying? He hasn't attended court for three years—is that infatuation? It's because he's afraid the monster will come after him. Besides, there are countless talented people in this prehistoric world. In three years, how could a king not find a few with real skills? He's done nothing for three years, just stayed out of the way. Now he says he likes her? Is that really love? That's just lust, despicable!"

Pigsy, speaking in a tone only a man could understand, gave a critique of the King of Zhu Zi Kingdom, while Sun Wukong, as a "newbie," could only listen from the sidelines.

There's nothing I can do; I really have no say.

It's getting late.

Tang Sanzang and his disciples entered a calamity, and many actors appeared on stage.

A handsome young man took down the royal proclamation, offering to cure the king's illness.

The eunuch asked, "Young master, what is your name, and which pharmacy do you come from?"

The young man, full of vigor, said: "I am Xu Xian, from Baoan Hall."

"Is this Bao'an Hall in the south of the city? Doctor Xu, I've long admired your name. Please, please come in!"

"please."

The King of Zhu Zi Kingdom had to take Sun Wukong's pulse by hanging a thread because Sun Wukong's appearance was truly frightening. Xu Xian, on the other hand, didn't have this problem. He looked so effeminate that if he could still be frightened, he might as well not live.

Xu Xian examined the king's pulse but did not prescribe any medicine; instead, he left a pot of wine.

"Your Majesty's symptoms are a feeling of unease and depression in your chest. You have also taken too many tonics, which have accumulated in your chest and have not been properly digested, hence your prolonged illness. If Your Majesty drinks this pot of wine today, the depression will be completely cleared, and the tonics will nourish your body. If Your Majesty drinks this medicinal wine today, Your Majesty will be back to normal tomorrow."

The king was both surprised and delighted: "Is it really so effective?"

Drinking alcohol is definitely more comfortable than taking medicine.

Xu Xian patted his chest and guaranteed, "If it doesn't work, please cut off my head."

In this era, anything can cure diseases, and everyone is very convinced of so-called folk remedies.

Not to mention this era, even in the 18th century when science was gradually rising, George III of the British Empire was somewhat mentally ill. His doctors would often bind, scold, whip, bleed, and poison him, locking him in a dark room every day. It was only because old George was physically strong that he endured the torture and mental illness and lived to the age of 82.

If a modern person with poor health had lived in the past, they might have died before the age of 30.

For the King of Zhu Zi Kingdom, drinking alcohol to cure illness was perfectly fine.

He picked up the wine pot and drank half of it down in one gulp. Finding the taste a bit strange, he casually asked, "May I ask, sir, what kind of wine is this?"

Xu Xian replied, "Realgar wine."

(End of this chapter)