36: Liver Emperor Refining Divine Doctor
When Tang Gao opened his eyes again, he saw a golden information reminder in the lower right corner of his vision.
Tang Gao sat up, rubbed his eyes, and curiously clicked on it. A series of messages popped out.
“Alchemist Avatar Special Income: Reputation Rank Increased Twice”
“Reputation · I Am Not the Alchemist God: Overnight, the entire Liang City learned that there was an Alchemist who only sold Medicinal Pills at cost price, the true cost price, without any profit, providing nearly free treatment conditions for the residents of Liang City out of his warm heart.
Congratulations Alchemist, you have earned everyone's respect, love, and adoration.”
“Reputation · More Excessive Than the Production Team's Donkey: Surrounded by the crowd, a peerless genius who did not eat, drink, or sleep, refining Medicinal Pills 24 hours a day, was witnessed. When tired, exhausted, or hungry, he took a Medicinal Pill.
Congratulations Alchemist, you not only earned the residents' admiration, but also made it impossible for your peers to catch up.”
“Received Special Reward: Medicinal Pill Effect +100%, Alchemy Speed +50%”
“Attribute Boost Increased to: 105% — This time, a 40% attribute boost was obtained.”
“...What? I just slept for one night, what did I miss?”
Tang Gao was completely bewildered, never expecting that after waking up from a nap, the Alchemist Avatar would give him such a big surprise.
Medicinal Pill Effect +100%, Alchemy Speed increased by 50%, and then there was this 40% attribute boost reward.
“Holy crap! What did he do!?”
Tang Gao didn't even bother to wash up, hastily chose to collect the AFK income, and at the same time observed the enhancements to see what exactly had happened on site.
A memory flooded into his mind, the Alchemist Avatar's experiences of the entire night laid out in Tang Gao's thoughts.
Throughout the night, the Alchemist, following his master's orders, desperately refined Medicinal Pills, taking this opportunity to provide benefits to everyone.
More and more people stopped here, and naturally, some felt unwell and wanted to buy Medicinal Pills for treatment.
The Alchemist accepted everyone, refining Medicinal Pills on the spot to resolve their issues, and even thoughtfully provided a Pill Formula, telling them to get the medicine from Tongrentang and drink it for a period of time to get better.
Problems within Rank One were exceptionally easy for the Alchemist to solve. Even if he encountered something he couldn't temporarily solve, with two or three months of cultivation poured into it, the Pill Formula's Rank could be brought up.
The Alchemist's cultivation was very low, but his cultivation output income was the most stable; refining a furnace of Medicinal Pills and selling it to the System Store could earn cultivation rewards.
After one night, the Commercial Street was already packed with people; some even drove over with stretchers to seek help from the Alchemist.
With the System Store, the Alchemist could basically solve any problem as long as it wasn't a major illness.
Even for major illnesses, relying on the System's 'answer all questions' feature, it surprisingly provided solutions for many difficult and complicated diseases.
Tang Gao watched dumbfounded, never expecting that the System's 'answer all questions' function could be so incredibly effective in the hands of a professional.
“Holy crap!”
...
Liang City Pedestrian Street, the Alchemist Avatar initially sold his wares at a roadside stall. Later, as more and more people gathered, he had to move to the center of the square to avoid causing traffic congestion.
The Alchemist Avatar sat at a table, taking the pulse of the young woman in front of him, calmly feeling for a minute. Based on his judgment, he formulated a treatment plan in his mind, then checked the corrections given by his skills, optimized it, and swiftly wrote down the treatment plan with a pen, instructing:
“Take this bottle of Vital Wood Pill. In the future, stay up less, and also, stop lying on your left side playing with your phone. Your liver needs conditioning. When you have free time, look into the distance more to moderately adjust your eyesight.”
The young woman's mouth dropped open: “Wow! Alchemist God, how did you know I was lying on my left side?”
“Your left and right eye vision are different, and your liver told me. Alright, next.”
Wei Ge sat beside him, from initial shock to now uncontrollable admiration.
Even the production team's donkey couldn't compare to this person. From last night until now, the selling of Medicinal Pills had not stopped, and he also took on the part-time job of seeing patients.
Wei Ge himself was a bit unable to endure this monotony, yet this person had been working calmly from last night until now, without even blinking.
“Alchemist God! Please, please look at my mother! What's wrong with my mother!?”
“Make way, make way! Make way!”
A middle-aged man, drenched in sweat, came over with another young man, carrying a stretcher.
On the stretcher lay an elderly woman who was occasionally convulsing, intermittently spitting out white foam from her mouth; her condition looked very dangerous at a glance.
The Alchemist quickly got up, walked briskly to the stretcher, directly used his skills to diagnose and consulted the System, took out silver needles from his spatial backpack, and quickly inserted them into the elderly woman's chest. His eyes were calm, and he kept instructing: “I've stabilized the situation by stimulating the vital acupoints. Take one Heart Nourishing Pill, dissolve it in warm water, and feed it to this elderly woman. After her condition stabilizes, take this Pill Formula to the central hospital in Liang City.
I have bought you three hours; if you send her within three hours, she will be safe and sound.
My conditions here are simple; I cannot cure this illness.”
The middle-aged man saw that his mother was no longer convulsing or spitting white foam, and tears immediately streamed down his face. With a “thud!”, he knelt down and prostrated himself: “Thank you, Alchemist God! My mother suddenly had an emergency illness. If you weren't here, my mother wouldn't have made it to the hospital!”
The Alchemist quickly helped him up, urgently shouting: “Don't waste time, send your mother over first. I can only buy you three hours.”
“Okay, okay, I'll go right now!”
Wei Ge, who was nearby, personally ground the Medicinal Pill and used his magic power to dissolve it in water, feeding it to the elderly woman. At the same time, he cast a Spell on the elderly woman, instructing: “My Spell can spare your mother once, allowing a bit more time. Hurry up and go.”
“Thank you! Thank you!”
The middle-aged man and the other young man quickly carried his mother on the stretcher, rushing towards their car through the path cleared by the crowd.
The Alchemist Avatar looked enviously at Wei Ge: “Being a Pinnacle Grade Two Alchemist is truly great; you can even master such exquisite Spells.”
That Spell just now protected the elderly woman's heart meridian, which could greatly preserve the patient's life safety.
Wei Ge looked at him with admiration, cupped his hands, and said respectfully: “To be able to diagnose an illness at a glance, stabilize the situation with silver needles within three seconds, and even provide a clear treatment plan, you are the more formidable one.”
Not everyone can accurately diagnose an illness at a glance.
The judgment that only decades-old traditional Chinese medicine doctors possess was seen in this young man.
The surrounding crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause.
“Well done, Alchemist God!”
“Alchemist God, miraculous hands bring spring!”
“Alchemist God, please take a rest!”
The Clone had no name and called himself 'Lian', so everyone respectfully called him the Alchemist God.
The Alchemist looked at the large crowd and smiled, cupping his hands: “There are still people in line; I'll leave after seeing them all.”
Tang Gao's consciousness floated nearby, watching the Alchemist Avatar's god-like operations with wide eyes.
From last night until now, the Alchemist Avatar had not rested, pushing things to the extreme.
Although he had already cursed “holy crap” before.
But now, Tang Gao still wanted to curse “holy crap” again.
“Holy crap!”
Tang Gao couldn't help but recall his own intense work on text tests and his experiences grinding missions.
Is this how others feel when they see me?
What a strong Liver Emperor!