Journey to the West: The Mysterious Doctor - Starting with a Heart Transplant for Princess Sizi

Huh?! It's them?

They are Xiao Qing and Shen Yu, a married couple, who came to seek medical treatment three days ago.

Xiao Qing was nearly unconscious at the time, and his wife, Shen Yu, asked their neighbor, Sister Liu, for help. Sister Liu found a door panel somewhere, and two women carried Xiao Qing over.

After examining Xiao Qing, the original owner determined that the reason for Xiao Qing's coma was a cyst on his back.

He followed the acupuncturist's method, inserting a needle into the base of the cyst to drain the pus. After the pus and blood were drained, he applied medication and told the patient to come back for a follow-up appointment in three days.

That night, the original body died, and the soul of Zhang Zhao from the future took over the body.

Zhang Zhao had no clear memory of how the original owner died, only vaguely feeling that he had encountered something terrifying.

But he couldn't remember what it was, and he didn't want to remember. Anyone could tell that this was an absolutely huge problem.

Du Zhong opened the shop.

Xiao Qing looked deathly pale, while Shen Yu looked anxious.

Seeing the door open, Shen Yu was overjoyed and helped Xiao Qing inside, explaining Xiao Qing's situation over the past few days:

"She was fine a couple of days ago. But starting last night, her back started swelling up again. It hurts when you touch it, and it hurts even when you don't touch it. My husband couldn't even lie down; he had to lie face down all night."

"Well, it was almost dawn, so I helped him here. Dr. Zhang, please take a look at my husband. What's wrong with him?"

Zhang Zhao asked Xiao Qing to lift her shirt, and they saw that a lump had grown in the place where the cyst had been.

The lump was larger than I remembered, about the size of a table tennis ball. It stretched the skin, making even the pores larger than other parts of the skin.

The surface of the lump is uneven, but it is not that the size and shape vary after the lesion. Instead, it has a uniform and regular shape and arrangement, more like a work of art born on the human body.

There is no art in the human body, otherwise Lu Xun would not have altered the course of a few blood vessels and nerves for aesthetic reasons.

Zhang Zhao felt something was off. Not only because of this art that shouldn't exist, but also because of the subtle wriggling of the protrusions filled with "art".

He felt a sudden chill for no reason, and when he touched his arm, goosebumps appeared on his skin.

"Evil contamination detected. Primordial Medical Codex officially activated."

Huh? So the Primordial Medical Compendium wasn't even activated before, and the recording and medical skills were just passive abilities?

If the passive skills are this useful, what good things will they give us now that they're officially available?

Zhang Zhao was both afraid and somewhat expectant.

After all, the words "evil and pollution" don't sound like good things no matter how you look at it.

But what is evil?

Ghosts? That might be a problem in other worlds, but if this is truly a primordial world, ghosts probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble.

Weird? Like something mysteriously resurrected? Perhaps it's a bit troublesome, but in a world where immortals and Buddhas manifest, it doesn't seem to matter much.

However, these lofty ideals were too far removed from him. Right now, there was a problem right in front of him.

The medical skills previously provided by the medical classics were all mundane methods. How can we treat strange and unusual diseases?

"What should we do?"

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"What should we do!"

In the Ganlu Hall of Taiji Palace, Jiang Jizhang wailed inwardly, feeling that his life was about to end there.

An hour ago, when the palace suddenly summoned the imperial physician, Jiang Jizhang had a bad feeling.

Upon arriving at the Ganlu Palace, the premonition came true: it was Princess Sizi who was ill.

It shouldn't be said that she was "born" sick. Princess Sizi was sick shortly after birth and never got better. Her condition usually fluctuated between severe and mild.

This is a congenital disease that was present in the mother's womb, and the Imperial Medical Bureau was helpless to treat it.

If it weren't for the life-saving elixir left by Master Sun, Princess Sizi might have died long ago.

Perhaps for this reason, Princess Sizi was the most favored among all of His Majesty's children, practically the apple of his eye. So much so that even Master Sun's medicinal pills were not kept in the Imperial Medical Bureau as usual, but were kept close to his body.

But now, His Majesty has summoned the imperial physician to the palace, which means that the medicine has not suppressed the illness.

Even Master Sun's medicinal pills couldn't suppress it, let alone his mortal medical skills; it's unlikely to be effective either.

Indeed, neither acupuncture nor medication was effective. Only Master Sun's medicinal pills were useful, which could alleviate the symptoms to some extent, but only for an hour.

You must take the medicine again in an hour.

The medicinal pills were already scarce, and even if their effects remained unchanged, they could only last for another six hours.

Six hours later, the elixir was exhausted, and Princess Sizi had to pass away and ascend to heaven.

"Keep the news under wraps," Li Shimin said grimly. "The Empress must not know about the Crown Prince's illness. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

"Yes!" The eunuchs and palace maids in Ganlu Hall were terrified and knelt down in a flustered manner.

Although His Majesty said that "those who disobey" would be executed, if the seriously ill Empress were to learn that the princess was critically ill and about to die, then everyone in Ganlu Palace would be considered a disobedient.

Li Shimin came to the bedside and stroked Sizi's pale, snow-white face.

Sizi was very calm, as calm as if she were asleep. Sleeping Sizi had a cuteness that was different from usual.

However, according to Physician Jiang, this was a sign of mental confusion and a loss of focus of the soul, an extremely dangerous condition. If not for the effects of the medicine, the boy's face would have turned bluish-purple by now.

Li Shimin did not believe in gods or Buddhas. But at this moment, he hoped that gods and Buddhas really existed.

If the cause of Sizi's illness is his own karma, he is willing to go to the eighteenth level of hell after his death in exchange for Sizi's peaceful old age.

"Physician Jiang, you just said that the Medicine King went into the mountains to gather herbs. Is it possible that you could find him and bring him back?"

Jiang Jizhang was almost in tears: "Your Majesty, Master Sun's whereabouts are elusive, and he has gone to the Qinling Mountains, which are eight hundred miles away. How can we find him?"

After a long silence, Li Shimin sighed, "Could it be that the prince's fate is truly sealed?!"

"Your Majesty," Jiang Jizhang hesitated for a long time, but ultimately could not bear to see such a young child die. He disregarded the risks involved in making this suggestion.

"Actually, besides Master Sun, there are three other people who might be able to save the princess's life."

"Who is it! Speak quickly!" Li Shimin, like a traveler trapped in the desert who has seen an oasis, secretly decided that no matter whether it would be of any use or not, he had to invite these three people to treat the sick man.

"One of them was a fortune teller who made a living by telling fortunes in the east of the city."

Fortune telling? Can fortune tellers cure the rhinoceros's illness? But considering the current situation, Jiang Jizhang shouldn't be so stubborn as to make irresponsible remarks, so he decided to listen and see how Physician Jiang would explain.

"His fortune-telling and divination were always incredibly accurate. He carried a banner with his name inscribed on it: 'Master Diviner Yuan Shoucheng.' There is also popular opinion about him..."

"Well-versed in the Six Lines and proficient in the Eight Trigrams, knowledgeable of celestial and terrestrial phenomena, and adept at understanding the nature of spirits and deities. A single plate can arrange the meridians, and a belly full of stars can be clearly laid out. Future events and past events are viewed as clearly as the moon in a mirror; the rise and fall of families are seen with divine insight. Knowing misfortune and determining good fortune, predicting death and speaking of life. When discussing the weather, his writing startles even ghosts and gods."

It sounds like a folk eccentric. Under normal circumstances, Li Shimin would probably visit him. But what does this have to do with treating Si Zi right now?