If not for the fragments, Jiang Siming wouldn't have wanted anything to do with Yi Xiaochuan.
Even so, Jiang Siming would never go against his conscience and become good friends with him.
On the contrary, he would much rather stand on Gao Yao's side.
"Brother Jiang, stop chatting for now. Are you really confident you can cure Xiaochuan's illness?"
Gao Yao was entirely focused on Yi Xiaochuan's condition.
Jiang Siming smiled. "Of course. I forgot to tell you what my specialty is."
"I work as a doctor at a hospital in Shanghai. Infectious diseases are my forte."
Jiang Siming already had Heng Ai Hospital, which could even cure cancer. There was nothing wrong with calling himself a doctor.
"That's wonderful! Then hurry up and treat Xiaochuan. Once he's cured, we can have a proper chat." Gao Yao urged him on.
"Of course. I'll prepare the medicine now."
Jiang Siming agreed and began examining Yi Xiaochuan in a very convincing manner.
He did not act overly dramatic. He behaved like an ordinary physician, taking Yi Xiaochuan's pulse and examining him normally.
While Jiang Siming prepared the medicine and examined the patient, Gao Yao and Yi Xiaochuan began telling him about their experiences over the past few years in Great Qin.
Gao Yao's experience had been truly miserable. In order to find Yi Xiaochuan, he had traveled across Great Qin for four years, enduring hunger, cold, and suffering. He had even nearly starved to death on the streets.
Yi Xiaochuan's story, on the other hand, had been incredibly exciting. He had sworn brotherhood with Xiang Yu, made a name for himself in Jiangdong, enjoyed fine clothes and delicious food every day, and even learned impressive martial arts.
After hearing all that, Jiang Siming happened to finish preparing the medicine.
The atmosphere inside