The Healer by the Yellow River, the Human Emperor Arrives? Would You Grant Me This Favor?

By the Yellow River.

The surging waves rolled onward, rushing east toward the East Sea.

Within a Human Tribe.

Shennong, appearing middle-aged, was treating the people of a tribe, teaching them how to identify herbs and prepare medicinal ingredients.

Shennong set down a table.

He sat on a small stool, with a medicine chest beside him.

The line before the table stretched like a long dragon.

People seeking treatment came in an endless stream.

Most of them had heard of Shennong's reputation.

Upon learning that he had come to the Yellow River region to heal the sick and save lives, countless people with severely ill or disabled family members came seeking him out.

Even those without illnesses came hoping to beg for a bowl of water.

It was as though drinking water personally prepared by Shennong would grant them immortality.

"Your leg was dislocated years ago. If the bone had been set back in place, it would have been fine, but after all these years..."

"A cold is indeed no small matter. Take two doses of medicine home and brew them. Drink it for ten days, and you'll recover."

"Impotence? That is also a kind of illness. Hold out your hand and let me take your pulse. Mm, I'll prescribe you a powerful tonic to strengthen your bones. I guarantee you'll have children and grandchildren filling your home..."

Shennong's eyes were keen as torches.

He swiftly identified all manner of ailments, prescribing medicine and treating diseases.

At the same time, he memorized the rare and difficult illnesses he had not seen before, planning to record them on parchment late at night after leaving.

For ailments he could treat, he finished his examination within seconds and prescribed medicine to save them.

For things he did not understand, he consulted the tall,