Chapter 129: Might the First Emperor have tuberculosis? [Please order the full version]

In the study, the fire is still burning.

The First Emperor was dressed in ordinary clothes, sitting on the imperial chair with a golden sword, drinking milk and eating eggs, and said to Zhao Hao nonchalantly: "Can eating these things really detoxify?"

"able!"

Zhao Hao nodded solemnly, and then explained to Ying Zheng seriously: "The protein in milk can combine with lead poison to form a compound that is not easily absorbed by the human body, which can reduce the damage of lead poison to the human body!"

"The phosphoric acid in eggs can combine with lead poisoning to form lead hydrogen phosphate, which promotes the discharge of lead poisoning. In addition, you need to eat some high-fiber foods every day, such as oatmeal, brown rice, vegetable juices, and various fruits, which are beneficial to lead poisoning.

discharge."

"."

Ying Zheng stopped chewing and blinked. A small steam bag appeared behind his head, and inside it emerged a black and white silhouette that did not belong to this time and space.

[What, what, what, what are you talking about? 】

"Hao'er, please stop talking. Well, my father is a little tired."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to interrupt Zhao Hao. He could not appear ignorant in front of his son, so he simply refused to let Zhao Hao continue to explain.

"When your father is tired, you can eat later. I will prepare food for my father every day from now on, and I will ensure that my father's illness will be cured!"

Zhao Hao was not angry when he was interrupted by Ying Zheng, he just narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

When Ying Zheng heard what he said, he was slightly startled, and then asked: "Can eating these things still cure diseases?"

"Detoxify first, then treat the disease, as long as the father and emperor can trust his son and minister"

"Hahaha, do you believe it or not? How could my father not know about my son's abilities?"

Ying Zheng laughed and then handed his arm to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao twitched the corner of his mouth and secretly thought, "Where is the trust you promised? Isn't this a test in nature?"

"Last time I checked my father's pulse, I was a little hasty, but this time I want to take a closer look."

Zhao Hao laughed a few times and put two fingers on Ying Zheng's wrist.

At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly felt that his son was really extraordinary. He could not only govern the country, but also treat patients and save people. If it was because of that dream, this would be amazing.

Could it be that God bless me, Da Qin?

Send someone to enlighten my son in his dream and help me establish unparalleled achievements?

If this is really the case, I will definitely be enshrined in Mount Tai to comfort God and thank Him for protecting our great Qin!

Soon, the smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually grew stronger, and the more he looked at Zhao Hao, the more pleasing he became.

Zhao Hao's heart was in his throat. He couldn't feel his pulse at all. Now that he was being watched by Ying Zheng, he would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.

After about a while, he couldn't pretend anymore, so he frowned and uttered two words: "Weird."

"Um?"

Ying Zheng was stunned again, then smiled and consoled him: "My son, please worry, my father's disease is a chronic disease and it is not easy to cure."

"Father." Zhao Hao said seriously: "Can you tell me the symptoms of your initial illness?"

"Father, this disease has existed since the Zhao Kingdom." Ying Zheng thought for a while and did not tell Zhao Hao about his experience as a hostage in the Zhao Kingdom. He just said: "At the beginning, it was a cough, and then he had hot flashes and sweated easily.

, and then I started coughing up phlegm and bleeding, and lost physical strength."

"Um."

Zhao Hao nodded slowly, thought for a moment, then couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the study.

Ying Zheng looked at him quietly from his seat, and began to feel uneasy. He hadn't felt this uneasy in how many years.

The charcoal fire in the stove was crackling, and there was silence in the study.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Hao came back from his thoughts and turned to look at Ying Zheng, with a bit of light in his eyes: "Father, I have diagnosed that you have tuberculosis at first, and I would like to work with the imperial physician to help you.

You treat illnesses, what do you think?"

"tuberculosis?"

Ying Zheng frowned, as if he had heard of this disease for the first time.

In fact, Zhao Hao concluded that Ying Zheng had tuberculosis, mainly because his teacher Wei Liao's comment about Ying Zheng gave him a hint.

Wei Liao commented on Ying Zheng: "The King of Qin is a man who is accurate as a bee, has long eyes, and is fond of birds and the sound of jackals."

Let’s not talk about the quality of this evaluation, but let’s talk about this jackal sound. How can an average patient make such a sound?

Only people with lung problems can make such a "strange" sound.

But if there is a problem with the lungs, it does not mean it is tuberculosis. It may be pneumonia or bronchitis.

The different symptoms of pneumonia, bronchitis, and tuberculosis are coughing up blood and hot flashes.

The symptoms of the First Emperor were very consistent with those of tuberculosis, so Zhao Hao concluded that it was tuberculosis.

Of course, this can only be diagnosed after communicating with the imperial physician responsible for treating the First Emperor.

"Father, don't worry. I heard this illness mentioned by someone in my dream. It can be easily cured by them!"

"Does my son really mean what he said?"

Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

Zhao Hao's chest puffed up and he said boldly: "Of course, Father! Others don't understand Erchen, don't you understand Erchen? When did Erchen deceive you?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng, who was originally looking happy, suddenly hesitated.

However, Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and continued: "Father, do you still remember the pillar industry that I mentioned to you? In fact, we can also ask the young master to open a national medical center to treat diseases and make money!"

"Aren't you treating illnesses and saving lives? How can you make money by treating illnesses? You are a prince, you can't be blinded by money." Ying Zheng muttered.

When Zhao Hao heard this, he said in a funny tone: "Father, please stop pretending. I heard it outside Xianyang Palace. You used my method of raising food and pretended to be cool in front of the ministers. The corner of your mouth almost reached the back of your head."

Got it!"

As he said that, he winked at Ying Zheng a few times.

Ying Zheng blushed with embarrassment and couldn't help but slap him on the head: "What pretense! You are talking nonsense again!"

"ah!"

Zhao Hao screamed, rubbed his forehead and said, "Why does your father take action even if he disagrees with you?"

"Um?"

"Well, in fact, opening a national medical clinic can not only make money, but also cure the disease of the emperor! As the saying goes, the masters are among the people, and the risks of imperial doctors are too great. Even capable doctors do not dare to serve as imperial doctors. However, if a national medical clinic is established,

If the medical clinic recruits them with a high salary, they may come. After all, it is the lifelong pursuit of every doctor to help the world by hanging a pot!"

“High-paying recruitment?”

"It's just like a minister receiving a salary! They sit in the medical center, treat diseases and save people, and the medical center pays them a salary. At the same time, it also allows them to diagnose difficult and complicated diseases. For example, stubborn diseases like my father's can be diagnosed by them!" Zhao Hao!

explained.

Ying Zheng nodded suddenly, and then asked with some confusion: "Why are you so passionate about business?"

Zhao Hao pondered: "Scholarship, agriculture, industry, commerce, and commerce have always been low-income industries. Especially in our country, agriculture is the main industry, and the status of merchants is as low as dust. However, this is very unreasonable."

"Why is it unreasonable?"

Ying Zheng frowned, looking a little unhappy.

In his eyes, businessmen are cunning and greedy and should be beaten into dust.

Especially Lu Buwei, whom he hated the most, was a businessman and was extremely hateful.

As if he had guessed what Ying Zheng was thinking, Zhao Hao sighed secretly and said bravely: "Father, I know that you hate businessmen, but don't you still understand the food shortage?"

Ying Zheng: "."

"The taxation of our country in Great Qin is too monotonous. We rely entirely on agricultural taxes to support the state treasury. It is almost like relying on the weather to make a living. Once a disaster or military emergency occurs, the country will be very passive. Moreover, our salary in Great Qin is mainly based on food distribution. This is also a problem.

It’s a big expense.”

"Then have I ever thought that businessmen are not engaged in production, but move around, collect money, and exploit people?"

Zhao Hao nodded; "This son has naturally thought about it, but if our country wants to become rich, we must develop commerce."

"What is this nonsense?"

Ying Zheng's face was serious and he said coldly: "If everyone goes into business, who will open up wasteland and who will grow food? If no one opens up wasteland and grows food, wouldn't the farmland be overgrown with weeds? How can it be rich?"

"this"

Zhao Hao was speechless and didn't know how to explain to Ying Zheng.

Later generations adopted a market economy, and business competition was very fierce, and not all people would go into business.

Why did we have so many concerns in ancient times?

Doing business also requires brains, right? It doesn't mean that anyone with a few and a half taels of money can purchase goods from Xianyang, sell them in Longxi, and still make money.

Doing business does require capital, sales, and purchase channels.
To be continued...