Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 3. Prime Minister Wang Fu
A royal society has nothing to do with equality.

But it's okay.

Qin Shi's goal is still very low now, she just wants to live a quality life - that's right, after experiencing the change of time and space, her goal has been rapidly upgraded from [survival] to [quality life].

Because she realized that the soldiers around her and the silent servants were actually alive.

But if she were to let herself live like this... Frankly speaking, it would be so painful, and she might even die at any time. She probably couldn't bear it.

Of course, having waited for death before, she would never give up easily, but now that she has the opportunity, she needs to strive for a high-quality life.

I wonder if I can find a national master to take over all these treasures of mine?

Or a fiefdom would also be fine.

If she had a say, she could explore and build it slowly on her own.

At this moment, she had been led into the not very spacious carriage.

After all, it was a two-horse carriage for officials, naturally not as strong as the emperor's six-horse carriage. Fortunately, the bronze urn in the corner was half full of ice water, which made the carriage less scorching than outside.

The old man and young man in front of her had already invited her to take a seat, and they were also kneeling on the seat beside them.

Qin Shi paused, then knelt down as well.

The mechanical watch in his hand was gently placed on the table. With a "click" sound, it seemed like another heavy drumbeat struck Wang Fu's anxious heart.

He didn't even have time to ask for tea before he immediately asked, "I wonder if the sea elixir you mentioned is really effective?"

Qin Shi's heart skipped a beat, convinced that his guess was correct. The reason this unknown king was running in the middle of the day, covered in dust and dirt, and concealing it from so many soldiers, was because he had some health problem.

As for the efficacy...

To be honest, Qin Shi didn't know.

The dosage of modern medicines for ancient people is still unknown, so she naturally doesn't dare to make any statements about their efficacy.

But considering that God had given me this wonderful adventure, and had even given me the bonus of regaining my health, speaking the same language, and even keeping my carry-on luggage...

All of this gave her more confidence.

Otherwise, her modern body full of bacteria and viruses is itself a huge source of pollution. In ancient times, it might even cause a plague in a city. How could she talk about such a miracle?
So she answered, “Yes.”

"High fever, diarrhea, pain, insomnia... these are all effective."

In fact, she brought many more medicines than these, but I didn’t know how to describe the other symptoms at the moment, so I just said this.

But apparently that's enough!

In an era when even a cold could kill, Qin Wangheng's high fever burned not only the emperor's body but also their lives!
Then Wang Fu in front of him immediately stood up and bowed:
"Please give me medicine, Immortal!"

From "Ru", to "Qing", to "Zun Jia", "Xian Jia"... It's not that Wang Fu trusts her so much - they haven't even had time to exchange names.

But it is because it is urgent to reduce the king’s fever!
Qin Shi nodded: "Please bring my box in."

A smooth, cream-colored, 28-inch suitcase was brought in. To prevent damage to the treasures, a sheepskin was even placed underneath. Qin Shi unlocked the combination lock—a standard digital combination lock on suitcases, the kind that no one but the owner could unlock.

But when the password was aligned, the button was pressed, and the locked zipper head popped out with a click, a slight gasp was still heard beside me.

When she unzipped it, Zhou Ju, looking closely at the small and precise gears, was deeply shocked by the craftsmanship. The box was opened.

The thin side was sealed with a zipper, and inside were Qin Shi's personal clothing and daily necessities.

The other side is filled with medicine.

It's normal. A brain cancer patient has to take a lot of medicine every day. Moreover, since the hospital has issued the final notice, she has made all the preparations for her funeral plan.

Transportation in the mountain village is inconvenient and express delivery cannot enter. Therefore, she abandoned many items in the suitcase and replaced them with half a box of common medicines prepared for the elderly and children.

As for the brain cancer medication she needed, she only brought the oral morphine prescribed by the hospital out of humanitarian concern.

Nowadays, you can easily find a bottle of ibuprofen with 100 pills. It's not a capsule, it's not sustained-release, and it can cause severe gastrointestinal irritation, but it's cheap, costing only 7.8 yuan a bottle.

The bottle was neither gold nor jade, and was covered with densely packed strange small characters. After unscrewing it, the other party poured out two pills on his hand - paused, and put one back under the eager gaze of Wang Fu and Zhou Ju.

Qin Shi explained, "This medicine is very potent. Since Your Majesty wishes to use it, I suggest you give it half a tablet and have someone test it. If it proves to be non-toxic, it won't be too late to give it to Your Majesty."

Half a tablet should be effective for ancient people who had never received nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs, right?

This is a pretty high dose of medicine.

Qin Shi tightened the bottle cap and said, "The elixir is not easy to come by, so it needs to be sealed like this. If it is useful, I will give it to the king."

If it works, I'll add amoxicillin or something else next time. After all, the priority is to reduce the fever.

Even if she didn't explain, Wang Fu wouldn't say anything, because the elixir in front of him looked as white as snow, small and exquisite, and had no strange smell.

The elixirs refined by the alchemists were as big as pigeon eggs, but the magic medicine in front of him was as big as a bean, and more delicate and white. Just by looking at the bottle, you could tell that it was not from this world!

In this case, Wang Fu made a prompt decision and carefully cut off half with his sword - he left the intact half to the king, and he raised his head and swallowed the other half of the broken granules.

The Imperial Chariot Officer was startled, and at this moment he felt a sense of resentment: "I am also willing to test the medicine for the king!"

This is an elixir of life. Seeing how calm he is, it will surely not kill anyone. But now he has missed the opportunity to show his loyalty to the king!
But since things had come to this, he had no choice but to call his servants and quickly pour a glass of honey water for the prime minister, whose face was wrinkled with bitterness.

Then he bowed to Qin Shi, who was staring at the prime minister, and said, "I am Zhou Ju, the commander of the Imperial Chariot Department under the King of Qin. May I ask what is your name, immortal?"

Qin Shi smiled slightly: "I am not an immortal, you can just call me Qin Shi."

During the Qin Dynasty... the surname was Qin, but not the clan. Their clothing and attire were strange, yet the fabrics were unprecedented. The colors of the fabrics were also exceptionally rare. Their clothing was bizarre and outlandish, truly extraordinary.

Looking closely, the other person's facial lines are soft, his teeth are neat, and his face is as smooth as jade, which is obviously extraordinary.

Zhou Ju's face showed no sign of strangeness. Instead, he bowed slightly and said, "Since that's the case, I'll be daring enough to address you as Qin Qing. Please wait a moment. If my offering of medicine is truly meritorious, the king will surely reward me."

Qin Shi nodded steadily.

Her attitude was natural. Wang Fu took another silent look, guessing that even if she was a woman, she must be of high status in the family. Otherwise, how could she be so calm?
After waiting for a moment, the king fluttered his sleeves and said, "Now that I have taken the elixir, I shall present it to the king. Please sit down for a moment, Qin Qing."

How could such a major event be taken care of by the prime minister alone?
Zhou Ju also stood up instantly: "I will go with you."

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