"You, you..."
The Medicine God suddenly felt dizzy. The whole world seemed to spin around him.
He had thought Qin Feng had genuinely seen the error of his ways and planned to open a clinic to benefit all living things.
Who could have guessed he'd only seen the light when it came to fleecing people, and wanted to drain their life savings dry?
What was most infuriating was that this brat wanted to use his reputation to unite the medical world, all so he could achieve his ultimate goal of making dirty money for years to come.
"Senior, are you all right?!"
Qin Feng was startled. He hurried over to help him.
The Medicine God's legs seemed to have given out, too limp to support his body. His vision began to blur, and everything before his eyes twisted out of shape.
His hands groped around him, searching for something he could hold on to.
"As expected of my master!"
Fengqing's beautiful eyes brimmed with admiration. "With just one mouth, he's managed to anger the Medicine God of our era to death!"
"Enough joking around. Go get Yourong!"
Qin Feng scolded her, then helped the Medicine God sit down.
Though he was now the First Emperor of Great Qin, with power that stood above all others, he still needed a respected physician to lend his authority if he wanted to bring the entire medical world under control in a short time.
This involved money, so there was no room for carelessness!
"Oh..."
Fengqing shrank her head in fright and hurried out to fetch Yourong.
Soon—
Yourong came hurrying over. When she saw the Medicine God had fainted, she quickly took out a Silver Needle and began treating him.
"Your Majesty, what were you all talking about just now?!"
Zi Yuan had