Volume One, Chapter 49: Training Female Physicians as Nurses and Rewarding the Identification of Medicines

“Zixuan, from now on, you don’t need to call me Doctor Xia God; just call me Dr. Xia. You will be the nurse at the clinic,” Xia Jingtian said.

“All right, Dr. Xia. I’ve heard you mention a nurse several times, but what exactly does a nurse do?” Li Zixuan asked curiously.

Being from the Ming Dynasty, Li Zixuan had grown up in a traditional medical hall and was very familiar with its workings.

However, Xia Jingtian’s clinic was quite different from their medical hall. They called the traditional healers “doctors.”

“To put it simply, doctors are responsible for diagnosing illnesses and prescribing medicines—that is, the healers. Nurses, on the other hand, take care of the patients’ daily needs under the doctor’s guidance. For example, they provide comprehensive care for patients...”

After the performance ended, the celebrities could approach Li Yu as they wished; Lin Baifu would not stop them. But before the show began, no one was allowed to disturb Li Yu or affect his state.

As he regained consciousness inside Room 0096, a pure, jade-like light immediately enveloped him.

However, after intense exercise at noon, he suddenly drank an ice-cold carbonated beverage, which triggered gastric mucosal damage and caused severe bleeding.

Boss Qi and his staff had witnessed Li Yu recording songs—it was like watching a flowing stream, utterly pleasing to the eye.

Bai Qi was somewhat puzzled, while Jerry, upon seeing the Eye of Anubis, immediately offered an explanation.

He also ordered Wang Chan not to self-destruct the formation and to try everything possible to release the captured disciples of the Seven Sects.

She had told the wedding company to use Juliet roses for the bridal bouquet because she liked them.

Bai Qi clicked his tongue; Li Xusheng clearly didn’t rely on a spirit beast but purely used his physical strength to create such a terrifying effect.

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The doctor responded with a nod, then immediately arranged for the patient to be carried onto the ambulance, and the group departed swiftly.

The old monk spoke slowly to himself. The Taoist still did not understand but said nothing to interrupt.

I seemed to wake from a dream, watching Yi Xue’er pluck a leaf and gently blow on it. The music was indescribable—simply “beautiful.”

As for those who wanted to overpower Xie Sijing without her defeating them first—how was that possible? Not to mention her current strength, the martial arts techniques Yang Hao taught her were more than enough to handle ordinary people.

Just then, Old Du spotted Yang Hao from afar and hurried over with big steps, calling out cheerfully.

Such strength, even after recovering his cultivation, Chu Shaoyang could not kill with a single sword against them.

Although that night Yao Xuan was elusive and his attacks relentless, Xiao Yan’s protective energy was formidable. Each sneak attack only tore his clothes without breaking his protective energy or harming him.

Jin Liu’s eyes grew brighter as she drank. Liu Xinghe initially thought it was the alcohol, but on closer inspection, the sparkling eyes looked somewhat dazed.

Skill: Weapon Blessing—enhances the character’s strength, weapon attack power, and accuracy. Attack power increases with the host’s intelligence.

Dong Ge had managed to establish a reputation in the city over the years. His physical foundation was built during his time as a secular disciple at Shaolin Temple, where he mastered iron cloth body skills. Now, a young man had beaten his subordinate, and as the leader, he had to restore his subordinate’s honor.

Originally, she would not have fallen into enemy hands so easily. She was with Bai Rong and Liu Xinghe when Liu Changqing infiltrated and secretly passed her a signal.

In just three short sentences, he, an old beast who had controlled the Tianwu Hall for years, suddenly felt a resonance.

Madam Baoxiang was cursed; when her grip weakened, Ji Xuan retrieved the Dragon Whip. Knowing he had no chance to defeat her directly, even as she grew weak, he used the whip to place a curse on her, the only method with a chance to win.

On a moonlit night, unaware where Gongye Haomiao had fled, he tried to evade the Palace Lord of Nine Palaces like a fish slipping through a net, blindly heading southwest. Soon, he sensed pursuit behind him; without turning, he knew it was the Palace Lord.

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After the passenger gangway was lowered, the crowd surged forward. As merchants in the city, various hotels and restaurants welcomed the new wave of customers, and their shuttle vehicles lined up nearby to attract patrons.

No matter what, I must see Toyota Daizi, even if only to catch a glimpse of her sleeping.

He turned his head to look; Zhao Dezhu, pedaling his tricycle, quickly braked and blinked curiously at the man leaning against the wall.

The Feihe Mountain dragon vein finally understood the advantage of large size. If it were a hawk, it could soar high and see far without much effort, making it difficult for the Xiliang man to injure its wings.

Shi Mengbai’s expression suddenly changed, grave and solemn. Without hesitation, he twirled his finger, and a beam of light spun out, shooting toward the source of the sound.

Terror energy gathered from all directions, converging into a dense net in the nightmare realm of Sang Ruo’s domain.

After noticing these strange events, previously drowsy, Gongye Haomiao was now fully awake. He dressed and went to wake Lu Mingshi.

“Boss, how much for this wood carving? And I’ve bought all these.” Hu Jinglan was delighted, sure her sister would love them.

Shen Shufei’s eyes flickered at the words, a faint smile playing on her lips. Empress Zhou, however, choked, bitterly regretting that neither of her two sons was present.

“The time is near; I must leave. Prince, we shall meet again.” Saying this, Qing Renliu began to depart. Her visit was only to scare Ye Wushang, nothing more.

He could use chaotic spiritual energy as a power source, like a motor, while his various cultivated techniques served as multifunctional machinery. As long as there was an energy source, was there any fear that the machine wouldn’t run?

“Still, capturing that old bald monk alive was worth it.” Although the cost was immense, he seemed satisfied with the outcome.