Guagua: [All right, Host.
Today, we'll dig into the juicy gossip about Sun Yawei, the former director of the Imperial Medical Academy.]
As Guagua's voice faded, the image of a white-haired old man appeared on the screen above Song Yaoyao's head.
Although Song Yaoyao did not know him, he was there at today's apprenticeship banquet.
Hearing that there was more gossip to enjoy, quite a few people immediately pricked up their ears.
After watching the video, everyone turned their gaze toward Sun Yawei, who was sitting nearby.
Song Yaoyao also glanced up at the old man seated not far away, then looked away and asked:
[I was just wondering why there was an extra old man at the Imperial Medical Academy's table. I never expected him to be its former director.
His hair is completely white, but he looks hale and hearty, as though he's only sixty.]
Guagua: [Host, you've got that wrong.
Sun Yawei is already eighty this year.]
Song Yaoyao: [No way! He doesn't look it!
I wonder what secret he uses to stay healthy.
Eighty! Never mind ancient times-even in the modern world, he would definitely count as a long-lived elder.]
Guagua: [Host, his way of preserving his health isn't something we can learn.
That's also the gossip we're going to dig into today.]
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, hurry up and tell me. What exactly happened?]
Guagua: [All right, Host.
As the former director of the Imperial Medical Academy, Sun Yawei was a highly skilled physician.
He always upheld medical ethics and worked conscientiously to save the dying and heal the injured.
When Sun Yawei was thirty-five, an epidemic broke out in the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty, and the emperor dispatched several Imperial Physicians to the affected region.
One day during their journey, Sun Yawei went into the nearby