I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Two months later.

After bidding farewell to Chen Guangrui, the group of travelers on their westward journey crossed the border of Wuji Kingdom and entered the territory of Zhu Zi Kingdom. As they traveled and approached the imperial city, they saw a large crowd of people thronging the teahouses outside the city gates, creating a surging atmosphere.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie both loved to join in the fun, so when they saw a large crowd, they couldn't help but go over. Upon closer inspection, they discovered that in addition to the people standing in the hut, there were three other people: one sitting and two serving him, clearly a master and two servants.

Just then, the two servants came to the crowd of people, and the one on the left said loudly, "Quiet down, everyone quiet down."

At his shouts, the previously noisy commotion gradually subsided, and everyone stared intently at them.

The young man on the right smiled slightly and said loudly, "The Crown Prince of the Golden Knife Kingdom had a poisonous sore on his face. Countless doctors from our country saw it and said that it could not be cured. Even the imperial physicians killed several of them. In the end, he was cured after taking just one dose of medicine from my master."

The man on the left nodded repeatedly and continued, "That's right, there was also the Grand General of Chechi Kingdom, who was shot in the chest with an arrow. All the doctors were helpless, but it was my master who pulled him back from the brink of death..."

"Is that exaggerated?" Sun Wukong questioned.

The young man on the right raised his head and said, "That's how exaggerated it is! Have you ever heard of the legendary physician Hua Tuo? He was our master's ancestor, and my master is the famous and miraculous physician, Master Hua Qing."

At the very back of the crowd, Qin Yao's gaze pierced through the throng, silently fixed on Master Hua Qing, whose head was wrapped in a cloth bundle, whose face was mature, and whose lips were adorned with a three-pronged black mustache. His mind raced, recalling various events involving this man…

It's hard to say whether this Master Huaqing was a descendant of Hua Tuo, but he was certainly a legendary doctor.

After the King of Zhu Zi Kingdom issued a royal edict, offering half of the kingdom as payment for a renowned doctor to treat his illness, if it weren't for Sun Wukong's interference and cheating, he might have actually been able to take half of the kingdom!

"Master, my son has been suffering from a cough for many years, and nothing we've tried can cure him. Could you come home with me and take a look?" Suddenly, an old woman in the crowd asked excitedly.

"Wait a minute."

The young man on the right raised his hand and said, "We haven't finished yet. My master has three rules for not treating patients: First, he doesn't treat people who have no background or fame; second, he doesn't treat people who haven't been treated before; and third, he doesn't treat people who don't have money. Especially the third point, a consultation costs ten thousand taels of gold, and medicine is extra."

Old woman:"……"

“How could an ordinary family possibly produce ten thousand taels of gold?” Sun Wukong said.

“You’re right, this divine doctor doesn’t serve ordinary people,” Hua Qing said, standing up.

"As the saying goes, a doctor should have a benevolent heart. You don't even have a benevolent heart, so how can you call yourself a divine doctor?" Sun Wukong frowned.

"I've never heard of this so-called saying. All I know is that it would be an insult for me to serve ordinary people with my unfathomable medical skills. Besides, who do you think you are to question me?" Hua Qing said coldly.

Sun Wukong was furious and about to explode when he heard his master's voice behind him: "Wukong, let's go."

"Master, this kind of person just needs to be taught a lesson..."

"Let's go," Qin Yao said, turning around immediately.

Helpless, Sun Wukong could only say to Master Huaqing, "Don't let me see you again!"

Lean less.

The four of them slowly stepped into the imperial city of Zhu Zi Kingdom. Qin Yao turned his head and glanced at Sun Wukong, who was still indignant, and chuckled:

"He just lacks medical ethics, not heinous crimes. Why are you getting angry with him? If you see him potentially harming the community in the future, I will not only not stop you, but I will also help you deal with him."

Sun Wukong let out a long breath: "I understand, Master."

"Master, it's getting late, let's hurry and find a place to stay," Pigsy suddenly interjected.

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The sun hasn't set yet, so there's no rush about accommodation. Let's go to the palace first. Once we've exchanged the documents in advance, we won't have any more thoughts about it."

He knew very well that if they went to the palace again the next morning, they would definitely have to fight the divine physician Hua Qing, which would inevitably cause trouble.

If we go early tonight and cure the king's indigestion first, we can avoid all those unnecessary complications...

evening.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Inside the Golden Palace.

The master and his disciples slowly stepped into a grand hall. Looking up, they saw a young man dressed in luxurious clothes but with a sallow complexion sitting on the throne, exuding a visible sense of weakness.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Standing in the middle of the palace, Qin Yao clasped his hands together and said gently.

"How dare you! Now that you have seen His Majesty, why do you not bow?" a eunuch beside the throne sneered.

"You're the one who's being insolent."

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow and retorted sharply, "My master is the reincarnation of a Buddha and the younger brother of the current Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty. He doesn't need to kneel before the Emperor of the Great Tang, let alone before your king?"

eunuch: "..."

"Wukong, you mustn't be rude," Qin Yao called out softly.

Having said all that needed to be said, Sun Wukong obediently retreated behind Qin Yao, his eyes downcast, standing like a statue.

"I heard that the master has come to reprint the documents and exchange them for travel permits?" the king asked weakly from his throne.

Qin Yao gave him a deep look and said, "The matter of the customs clearance documents is not urgent. His Majesty's health..."

The king smiled bitterly and said, "It's been three years, and all the famous doctors I've sought have been to no avail. I'm getting thinner and thinner every day."

Qin Yao said, "To be honest, this humble monk has also studied medicine for a few years. May I take your pulse?"

The king remained calm and held no hope whatsoever: "Of course, Master, please come forward."

"Your Majesty, what if..." the eunuch said nervously.

The king waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I believe he's not an assassin."

eunuch: "..."

Qin Yao slowly stepped forward, pretending to take the pulse, but in reality, he used his immortal energy to probe the other party's body and quickly determined that he had indigestion.

Moreover, his indigestion was different from ordinary indigestion; it was like a large rice dumpling blocking his stomach and intestines, unable to be digested, yet taking up a lot of space, causing him to not feel hungry, but his body's intake was always insufficient.

After a short while, watching the white-robed master slowly withdraw his hand, the king asked routinely, "Master, how was it?"

Qin Yao said, "It can be cured."

The king was taken aback: "Can it be cured?"

Qin Yao said confidently, "It's not difficult."

king:"……"

If it were truly not difficult, why were doctors across the country completely helpless?

Does this mean that just as a monk from elsewhere can chant sutras, so too can a doctor?
"Great, great."

While he was still in a daze, the eunuch burst into tears of joy and hurriedly said, "Please, Master, treat him quickly."

Sun Wukong snorted, "You were just saying why you wouldn't bow, but now that you need my help, you're all all talk and no action?"

The eunuch knelt down without hesitation and said sincerely, "If the master is willing to save our emperor, I am willing to die to atone for my sins."

Qin Yao glared at Sun Wukong, then turned and helped the eunuch up: "You don't need to die, he's just joking with you."

Having said that, he turned to the king and said, "Your Majesty, please come to the door of the ablution room, and this humble monk will treat you immediately." The king blinked and asked, "Master, what does this illness have to do with the ablution room?"

Qin Yao explained, "This is a case of indigestion, which can only be cured by having a major bowel movement."

king:"……"

Indigestion?

He has barely eaten anything in the past three years. How could this be?

But with a try-it-out attitude, he eventually led Qin Yao and the others to the front of the clean room, where the master summoned a silver needle with a flip of his hand and said gently, "Please lift your robe at the abdomen, Your Majesty."

The king obediently lifted his clothes, revealing his flat, bony belly.

Seeing this, Qin Yao quickly inserted the needle, and the immortal energy flowed through the needle, breaking up all the blockages in the intestines and stomach.

In an instant, the king's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "Master, I..."

Qin Yao pulled out the silver needle and said with a smile, "Go."

The king dared not delay and immediately rushed to the washroom, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Master, how come I've never heard of you being a doctor before?" Sha Wujing murmured after silently withdrawing his gaze.

"Old Sha, you really need to use your brain more."

Pigsy said, "Our master Xuanzang may not know medicine, but that doesn't mean Jin Chanzi doesn't. Master has already awakened his innate wisdom; there's nothing he can't do, only things you can't imagine."

Qin Yao: "..."

Bajie, Bajie, your existence is indeed very meaningful!
These words, spoken by him, felt completely different from those spoken by Pigsy...

Shortly after.

The king walked out of the purification room with a joyful expression and bowed deeply to Qin Yao: "Thank you, Master. I feel so much better now."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "It was nothing, Your Majesty, you don't need to be so polite."

The king shook his head and said, "Your small favor is a matter of life and death for me. Ruyi, go and arrange for the royal chef to prepare the meal, and I will personally take the master chef to the reception hall."

The eunuch, with a radiant smile, bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty..."

In the blink of an eye.

Inside the welcoming hall, food and wine were laid out, and singing and dancing filled the air. The king, seated in the main seat, raised his wine cup and toasted Qin Yao, who sat to his left: "Master, I toast you."

Qin Yao smiled and waved his hand: "This humble monk does not drink alcohol. Your Majesty has just recovered from your illness, and strong liquor and strong tea are not suitable for you. So please drink water instead."

The king nodded, immediately put down his wine cup, and offered water instead of wine, raising it in a toast from afar once more.

Qin Yao drank a glass of water with him, then asked, "What caused Your Majesty's illness? Did you eat something that upset your stomach, or did you choke on something?"

The king's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of inspiration struck him: "I remember now, I really did choke..."

Thinking of this, he was suddenly overcome with grief, and his face showed a look of sorrow.

A smile flashed across Qin Yao's lips, but he pretended to be curious and asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

The king sighed, “The incident of choking reminded me of Queen Kim Seong-gung, my first wife.”

Qin Yao asked, "I wonder what the reason is?"

"Three years ago, I was having dinner with Empress Jin Shenggong in the Imperial Garden when a golden-haired monster suddenly appeared and forcibly abducted Empress Jin Shenggong. I was so frightened that I swallowed a rice dumpling, which nearly made me choke and pass out..." the king said succinctly.

"A monster?!" Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly stood up and exclaimed excitedly.

The king looked in the direction of the voice and asked, "Elder, you don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but rather that I'm eager to try my luck."

Sun Wukong chuckled and explained, "What I love most is fighting monsters. Your Majesty, tell me, what is the origin of that monster? I'll go and meet him right now."

The king was overjoyed, but then his mood soured: "I don't know anything about him either..."

"That's troublesome. There's no land beneath your palace," Sun Wukong muttered.

Qin Yao said, "Take Bajie with you tomorrow and ask around; you might find something."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

The king suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to the two men: "If you can truly help me find the Queen of Jin Sheng Palace, I am willing to grant you any of your conditions, even the entire kingdom of Zhu Zi."

Qin Yao waved his hand with a smile: "We're just passing through, what use are you to our kingdom? By the way, please have His Majesty affix his seal and stamp for us first, so we don't forget later..."

The next day.

A group of people walked out of the palace at the same time as Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie. However, their destination was not outside the imperial city, but the execution ground.

Half an hour later, when they arrived at the execution ground and were about to take down the imperial edict, they found that it had already been taken down by two men. The leading eunuch, Ruyi, immediately shouted, "Give me the imperial edict."

"Who are you?" From the crowd, the miraculous healer Hua Qing stepped forward, stood in front of his two apprentices, and stared directly at them.

"I am Ruyi, the chief eunuch. And who are you?" Ruyi asked in return.

Hua Qing straightened his clothes and said calmly, "I am a descendant of Hua Tuo, the divine physician Hua Qing. I am preparing to answer the imperial edict to enter the palace and treat His Majesty. Why are you stopping me?"

"No need for the divine physician Huaqing to trouble himself. His Majesty's illness has already been cured by the Holy Monk, the Imperial Brother from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East." Ruyi responded, then raised her hand and said, "Give me the imperial edict."

Hua Qing: "..."

Before long, under pressure from the Imperial Guards, he had no choice but to signal his disciples to hand over the imperial edict, but he secretly wondered to himself, could it be the monk he had seen yesterday?
He hadn't expected that, being only half a day late, the peach would be snatched away by a monk. He felt a pang of regret and intense jealousy...

in the crowd.

Upon hearing this, a beautiful woman dressed in black suddenly asked, "May I ask, Grand Steward, where is the Holy Monk, the Imperial Brother?"

Ruyi gave her a deep look and replied, "Naturally, it's inside the palace. His Majesty is hospitably entertaining them."

"Thank you~" The beautiful woman in black bowed slightly, then quickly left.

Ruyi gazed at her retreating figure, thinking to herself, "Could it be that there is also a patient with a terminal illness in her family?"

That night.

Inside the royal palace of the Kingdom of Zhu Zi.

Before Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie had returned, the beautiful woman in black who had appeared at the market during the day came to Qin Yao's door and gently knocked, saying, "Excuse me, are you the Holy Monk, the Imperial Brother from the Great Tang Dynasty in the East?"

Inside the room, on the bed.

Qin Yao slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the wooden door to see the person who had entered: "It's me, Madam. Is there something you need?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the beautiful woman in black knelt down in front of the door, touching her head to the ground: "Please, Holy Monk, save my senior brother!" (End of this chapter)