"What do you want from me? I've already said, if you can't get the original version of the Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica, don't even think about me saving you... What, what is this?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xiao pulled a yellowed and worn book from his pocket and handed it to her.

She was taken aback by the sudden turn of events.

Seeing the book title made me stand up straight, and I even forgot about the pain in my chest.

"The Hundred Herbs Classic? You're saying the Hundred Herbs Classic is the original version of Shennong's Hundred Herbs Classic? How can I believe you?"

Chu Xiao gestured with his eyes.

"Just open it and see for yourself. You're a doctor, you'll know whether it's real or not just by looking."

Zhao Anna took the book and began to read it slowly.

When he saw that the text contained medicinal herbs not recorded in later medical books, and information on their treatments, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Chu Xiao.

"You, where did you get this book from?"

You know, she searched for famous doctors all over the world but couldn't find the first draft of this book. Just yesterday, she mentioned it to Chu Xiao and he found it. Could he be a god?

Faced with her shocked expression, Chu Xiao remained calm and said softly, "Don't ask me where this book came from. I only did what you asked. Now that I've done it, can you help me save people?"

Anna Zhao closed the book.

"Alright, since you've done it, I'll keep my promise! Tell me where he is, and I'll go there right now."

Chu Xiao shook his head.

"I don't need your help to save Sister Wang now. We can put her matter aside for now. I have a more pressing issue that I need your help with. Please watch this video first."

He took out his tablet from his backpack and opened the video sent by Qin Yuezhao.

In the video, an elderly man dressed in ancient clothing lies on a messy and dirty wooden bed, convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and writhing in pain, his face flushed red.

Zhao Anna's gaze gradually shifted from the person in the video to the sword on the bedside table.

Like Huo Zishan, Zhao Anna was also an expert in antique appraisal, so she could tell at a glance that this was a genuine antique.

But why is this the scene?

"Chu Xiao, is this man an actor? They're so sick, why aren't they going to the hospital and are still filming?"

Chu Xiao was taken aback by the question.

Yes, in real life, who would have such a serious illness and not go to the hospital, but instead lie in a tent waiting to die?

But Chu Xiao couldn't tell Zhao Anna that this was a military tent at the border, so he could only say, "Don't ask these questions yet. First, help me see what illness this is and whether it can be cured. I'll explain everything else to you later."

Anna Zhao shook her head.

"You can't tell what disease he has just from a video, because many diseases have similar symptoms. If you make a wrong diagnosis, the consequences could be disastrous. You need to provide the patient's blood, urine and stool test results, as well as the patient's onset time, frequency, and symptoms, in order to analyze the problem."

"Blood, urine, and stool?" Chu Xiao got up and walked outside. "Your hospital's laboratory has sampling equipment, right? I'll go get it now. Wait for me!"

"Why don't you just bring the patient to the hospital and I'll treat him myself?"

"This really won't work."

Why not?

Chu Xiao blurted out, "There's a war going on over there, and besides, no one's been teleported."

“Teleport, teleport what?” Zhao Anna was stunned by his words.

Chu Xiao realized he had let something slip and quickly opened the door and went outside.

"I'll tell you the details later. Wait for me for half an hour, and I'll go get your sample now."