To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 203 I am a royal physician, not a veterinarian!

Faced with the doubts of the entire court and the scrutiny of the emperor.

Zhang Fan remained confident, and he laughed heartily:

"Your Majesty, esteemed officials, whether it is true or not, a single test will tell!"

He surveyed the hall, his gaze finally settling on Ying Zheng, and bowed, saying:

"Your Majesty, I humbly request that you issue an edict to bring a cow from the Imperial Stud!"

"Holding the ox?" Everyone was taken aback.

Zhang Fan nodded:

"Indeed! Your Majesty, I am willing to personally demonstrate this before the entire court!"

This statement came out.

Zong Yu immediately retorted:

"Absurd! Cattle are vital national assets, essential for agriculture, and Qin law strictly prohibits the unjustified slaughter of oxen!"

"How can you execute someone in court just because of a joke you made?!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said calmly:

"It's alright, approved!"

The emperor's words were law, and Zong Yu's face turned pale; he immediately dared not speak again.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

It's been so long since I've had beef!

Today's a perfect day to treat myself to something delicious!

Soon, a robust yellow ox was led into the Qilin Hall.

The cow pawed restlessly, making mooing noises.

Zhang Fan walked up to the ox, bowed to Ying Zheng, and then his eyes sharpened.

Without the slightest hesitation, he first drew the bronze sword from the guard's waist and swiftly slashed the bull's neck with lightning speed, the movement clean and neat, blood gushing out.

The moment the ox fell to the ground, he switched to a triangular bayonet, aimed at the thickest part of the ox's belly, and stabbed it fiercely!

"Pfft!"

The same dull thud as the bayonet sank into flesh again, reaching the hilt once more!

"Gentlemen, look!" Zhang Fan drew his military dagger and shouted.

The officials could no longer contain themselves and quickly surrounded him.

On the cow's belly, a grotesque triangular bloody hole was clearly visible.

The wound did not split open like a typical sword wound; instead, it was a bottomless hole.

Fresh blood gushed out!

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He was also startled by the bizarre wound and immediately shouted:

"Summon the Imperial Physician! He must come to an audience immediately!"

……

Imperial Medical Bureau.

Xia Wuqie, the imperial physician who was over sixty years old, was leisurely sipping newly arrived tea in his small courtyard.

Enjoying the rare tranquility after the morning court session.

Suddenly, a eunuch rushed in as if his eyebrows were on fire.

He shouted in a shrill voice:

"Imperial Physician Xia! His Majesty summons you urgently! Quickly! Come with me to the palace!"

"Go to the palace?"

Xia Wuqie's hand trembled, and he spilled tea all over himself.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he summoned the imperial physician during court.

Something terrible has happened?

Could it be that His Majesty is unwell?

Or did one of the high-ranking officials faint in court?

He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and did not even have time to straighten his official robes.

Carrying his medicine chest, he followed the eunuch and ran all the way to the Qilin Hall.

really.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he sensed that something was wrong!

All the civil and military officials turned to look at him, their eyes filled with... expectation?

expect? ? ?

There's also an indescribable eeriness about it!

Xia Wuqie's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knelt down:

"Your Majesty, I, the Imperial Physician Xia Wuqie, pay my respects!"

"I was unaware of Your Majesty's health..."

"Rise!"

Ying Zheng interrupted him abruptly, pointing to the dying ox in the center of the hall.

"Imperial Physician Xia, I order you to immediately treat the cow's wounds!"

"Yes...yes?" Xia Wuqie was about to agree when he froze.

Treat...treat the cattle?

He suddenly looked up and stared at the cow lying in a pool of blood; his face instantly darkened!

I, Xia Wuqie, have served Your Majesty and studied medicine for forty years. I am the most skilled physician in the Great Qin Dynasty!

You want me to... treat the cattle?

I... I'm not a veterinarian!

But looking into His Majesty's unquestionable gaze, a thousand curses raced through his mind.

He had no choice but to accept the order, even though he was reluctant.

"I... obey your order."

When he walked up to the cow, he saw the triangular wound on its abdomen.

Xia Wuqie gasped in shock!

"What...what kind of wound is this?"

He crouched down and carefully probed inside with the probe, becoming increasingly alarmed with each probe.

He tried to use a suture needle to pull the wounds together, but found he had nowhere to start!

The wound was open on three sides, with the skin and flesh turned inside out and the internal tissues completely wrecked.

There was simply no wound surface that could be aligned and sutured!

Forcing stitches will only make the wound tear bigger!

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Damn it!

Even a dignified imperial physician like myself can't cure a cow!

If word gets out, won't people laugh their heads off?

Holy crap!

"How is it?" Ying Zheng urged.

Xia Wuqie stood up, his face pale, and bowed deeply to Ying Zheng, his voice hoarse.

"Your Majesty... I... am powerless to help!"

"This wound...this wound is gaping open on three sides, the inside is a bloody mess, the meridians are severed, it's simply impossible to suture it!"

"Even if it's forcibly blocked, a large amount of air has already entered the interior, preventing blood and energy circulation, and it will inevitably rot and die..."

"This injury is incurable!"

"Those wounded like this have no choice but to... await death!"

These words shocked all the officials in the Qilin Hall!

Wang Li's face was ashen.

He looked at his hands.

"If...if I had stabbed someone just now...wouldn't that have been...?"

General Wang Ben's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the military dagger.

"With this, the casualties of our Qin elite troops will be minimized!"

"And the enemy's wounded soldiers' camp will cease to exist!"

Meng Tian, ​​who had just returned to the capital from the north, was so excited that he trembled all over.

He stepped forward and loudly requested permission from Ying Zheng:

"Your Majesty! Please equip my Northern Legion with this item first!"

"The Xiongnu's proud mounted archery will be utterly no match for the spear formations of our Qin infantry!"

"Anyone who comes into contact with this substance will not survive an hour!"

"Your subject dares to pledge a military oath: within three years, we will surely crush the Xiongnu royal court and wipe away the northern threat for our Great Qin!"

Li Si's expression changed repeatedly; he was thinking further ahead.

He whispered to Feng Quji, the Right Chancellor beside him:

"The advantages of this thing far surpass those of an army of 100,000! But... it's also a double-edged sword!"

"The method of making this item must be classified as a top secret of the Qin Dynasty!"

"The way it is used must be governed by the strictest laws!"

"If it were to fall into the hands of the common people, or fall into the hands of the remnants of the six former states, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Right Chancellor Feng Quji nodded in agreement.

On the dragon throne.

Ying Zheng walked down the steps, personally helped Zhang Fan up, and looked at him with shining eyes.

"Good! Good enough, it's either death or maiming! Good enough, those injured like this can only wait to die!"

He surveyed the assembled officials, his voice resounding throughout the hall.

"From this day forward, my elite warriors will become the merciless reapers!"

"My empire will possess the sharpest claws and teeth!"

"Who in the world dares to disobey?!"

Ying Zheng rose to his feet, his aura as imposing as a dragon!

All the ministers stood with their heads bowed, not daring to look directly at his sharp edge.

Zhang Fan bowed again and said...

"Your Majesty, the divine artifact is complete!"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to grant my request once more: to lead three thousand troops!"

"With this powerful weapon, we will conquer the Japanese invaders in the east and expand our territory for the Great Qin!"

This statement came out.

The undercurrents that had just been suppressed surged up again.

"No!"

The Minister of the Imperial Household, Zong Yu, finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward.