I attained immortality through meditation in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Chief Offering?

This young man became the chief worshipper of Jishetang.

Dr. Wang's face turned pale.

For a century, Jishetang has never had a position of worship, let alone the title of chief.

Zhao Zian ignored the commotion around him.

He walked to the counter, reached out his hand, and placed his fingers on the girl's neck.

There is no pulse.

He then lifted the girl's eyelids.

The pupils are dilated and do not react to light.

To the eyes of ordinary medical practitioners, this was indeed a corpse.

However, the Shennong Valley Classic told him that there was "qi" circulating in the girl's body, protecting the last bit of life in her heart.

This is not death, but rather the breath of a tortoise.

Caused by poison.

The toxins lock up all the meridians in the body, causing a state of apparent death.

If no external force intervenes within 72 hours, the chance of survival will be extinguished.

Zhao Zian took out a cloth bag from his bosom, inside which were nine silver needles.

"Silver needles?"

Dr. Wang frowned.

He also knows acupuncture, and is quite proficient in it.

Acupuncture can only promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, and unblock meridians; how can it bring the dead back to life?

Zhao Zian took the three-inch silver needle and held it up to the flame of the oil lamp.

Dr. Wang almost burst out laughing.

"An amateur! A complete amateur!"

"Before applying silver needles, they must be wiped with strong liquor or fumigated with mugwort to remove impurities and disinfect them. Directly burning them with ordinary fire will damage the needles' spiritual essence and bring in smoke and grime, causing more harm than good when inserted into acupoints! Quack doctor! Shamanistic fraud!"

Su Mei's gaze swept over.

Dr. Wang awkwardly shut his mouth.

it is good!

Let's see how Zhao Zian handles this!

Zhao Zian inserted a silver needle into the girl's brow bone.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zian removed the second needle.

Similarly, it is burned over a fire and then inserted into the Tanzhong acupoint in the chest.

One after another, red-hot silver needles were inserted.

Renzhong (GV26), Baihui (GV20), Shenmen (GV23), Yongquan (KI1)...

Dr. Wang was horrified.

Some of these acupoints can refresh the mind, some can concentrate the spirit and strengthen the body, but there are also a few that can be fatal!

"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

The girl's body trembled.

At first, it was just twitching at the fingertips.

"It moved! It really moved!"

"Oh my god! Look at her face!"

"It's regaining color! It's really regaining color!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Su Mei noticed that the thin shirt covering the girl's chest was rising and falling.

breathe……

She's breathing again!

Dr. Wang stood there, stunned.

The pulse had stopped, and there was no breath. This was a truly dead person!

How is it possible... how could it possibly come back to life?

Zhao Zian pressed acupoints on the girl's chest and abdomen.

"Well……"

The girl lying on the counter let out a groan.

"Daughter!" Qian Wanjin exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't touch her!"

Zhao Zian gave a low shout.

He pulled out the silver needle that was stuck in the girl's Tanzhong acupoint and used the end of the needle to push against the girl's back!

"puff."

The girl opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood!

As the girl coughed up the black blood, her trembling subsided.

His eyes, which had been tightly closed, opened.

"Father, Father..."

Alive!

It's really alive!

A girl who had been pronounced dead by a renowned doctor and whose body was almost cold was actually brought back to life!

Qian Wanjin stared blankly at his daughter.

Until the girl turned to him and cried out again, "Daddy, I'm so cold..."

"Hey! Hey! Father's here! Father's here!"

Qian Wanjin knelt down on the ground, facing Zhao Zian.

He couldn't say anything, he just kept kowtowing.

One, two, three...

The others in the lobby looked at Zhao Zian.

A miracle doctor!

"A miracle doctor! A living god!"

Someone shouted something.

"Quick! Go and get a miracle doctor to take a look at my chronic leg pain!"

"Miracle doctor, my mother has been bedridden for years, please have mercy on me!"

"I'll offer one hundred taels! No! I'll offer five hundred taels! Please, divine physician, help me!"

Mr. Sun and his colleagues rushed forward to stop the agitated crowd.

Su Mei let out a long sigh of relief; her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Divine doctor! Divine doctor above! Please accept my offer of ten thousand gold pieces as a token of my gratitude!"

Qian Wanjin kowtowed until his head was bleeding.

"Although I, Qian Wanjin, am not a great man, I do possess some wealth! From this day forward, all my possessions—shops, fields, houses, and even my life—belong to you, Divine Doctor!"

"If you just nod, I'll have the accountant come over immediately and transfer all the land deeds and house deeds to your name! Please don't refuse!"

The Qian family is incredibly wealthy!

He squandered all his family fortune!

Just to repay this life-saving grace!

Zhao Zian removed the last silver needle from the girl's body.

"The yin poison in her body has been eliminated, but her vital energy has been greatly depleted, and she needs to rest. I will prescribe a formula to strengthen her body and replenish her vital energy, to be simmered over a low flame three times a day. She should recover in seven days."

Su Mei nodded: "Okay, I... I'll go get the medicine myself!"

Zhao Zian's gaze fell on Qian Wanjin.

Get up.

"I won't get up unless the miracle doctor agrees!" Qian Wanjin said stubbornly.

"I am a worshipper of Jishetang."

"If you want to see a doctor here, you have to follow the rules."

Qian Wanjin did not understand what he meant.

"Consultation fee: three hundred taels."

"Just go to the counter to pay."

Qian Wanjin remained in the position of kowtowing.

Three hundred taels?

He wanted to give all his possessions—shops, fields, and houses—to this miracle doctor!

Let alone three hundred taels, even thirty thousand taels or three hundred thousand taels.

Compared to this family fortune, it's just a drop in the ocean!

But the miracle doctor... only requires three hundred taels?

"A miracle doctor..."

"Do you have some kind of grievance against me, Qian?"

"Three hundred taels? That's absolutely unacceptable!"

A middle-aged man took two steps forward.

"Dr. Zhao, you may not know this."

"The fortune that Boss Qian just promised, that's..."

He stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with a precise number.

"In short, that's an immense fortune that ordinary people couldn't earn in several lifetimes!"

Everyone looked at Zhao Zi'an as if he were a fool.

An utterly foolish man who threw away a gold ingot as if it were a pebble.

Zhao Zian remained calm.

Holy crap...

That's the entire fortune of the richest man in the world!

I almost nodded!

With that money, why would he still be a worshipper?

They bought up the entire medicinal herb market, taking all the rare and aged herbs!

They eat thousand-year-old ginseng and ten-thousand-year-old he shou wu like it's food!

Isn't his cultivation level rising rapidly?

It looks so tempting.

But he can't.

What's most important right now?

It's all because of his reputation as a miracle doctor!

With fame, why worry about not making money?

Today's visitor is the richest man; tomorrow he might be a high-ranking official from the state government; and the day after tomorrow, he might be royalty!

Do those people have fewer good things than a local merchant?

"Money is enough as long as it's sufficient."

"I save people in order to help the world."

"It's not for risking my life."

Su Mei stared at Zhao Zi'an.

She was completely numb.

The consultation fee of three hundred taels of silver is the highest single charge in the 100-year history of Jishetang.

For an ordinary family of five, the total expenses throughout the year would not reach this amount.

but……

Compared to Qian Wanjin's entire fortune, what are these three hundred taels?