Chapter 110

When the Jiangnan earthquake swept all the headlines, another event thousands of miles away seemed insignificant.

However, this incident has alerted many people, and even heard that even the local troops have been mobilized.

Half of the tomb of the abolished emperor of the ancient Han Dynasty was quietly stolen.

A fresh stealing hole is in a deep pit not far from the tomb, and below this stealing hole is a bronze pouring secret library. Although there is nothing in it, several golden bricks were turned out from the rotten wood blocks on the ground.

It is preliminarily estimated that the amount of gold in this secret Treasury is hundreds of tons.

At the same time, there was also an unearthed cultural relic, one of the nine bronze tripods exposed in the news.

These two incidents were not on the news, but they caused an uproar within the archaeological community, even the entire academic community and even the capital. Even several senior experts from the Department of Archaeology of Shanghai University were recruited at the first time.

Five or six hundred tons of gold, ah, not to mention the great archaeological value involved, but the value of the gold itself is shocking enough.

Yang Qiu knew about it because he had an excellent relationship with the professor of Archaeology and got a bit of plausible information.

The professor appreciated Yang Qiu very much, and even held an equal exchange attitude towards the students of this elective course, because Yang Qiu's historical and cultural heritage was extremely profound.

Yang Qiu was a little nervous when he got the news. He thought it over again and made sure he wouldn't leave any clues before he put his heart in his stomach.

Of course, the wild goose will stay silent. If this matter catches the attention of the monk, someone will still notice something.

After class, it was only more than ten o'clock. Yang Qiu went directly to the school hospital. Instead of calling Xia Yu, he went directly to Professor Gong.

Xia Yu is now a student of medical school. She works part-time as a nurse. Professor Gong arranged it himself. She is a student brought by the old man.

Professor Gong has a strange temper, but his position in the school is really not ordinary. There are many famous doctors all over the world. They can get his favor. Xia Yu's achievements in the future will be at least a famous doctor.

Through this period of understanding, Yang Qiu also found out Professor Gong's temper. The old boss was bent on Revitalizing Traditional Chinese medicine, even to a degree of paranoia.

Yang Qiu decided to help the old man.

During this time, he took the time to sort out some easy to understand medical prescriptions and prepared to leave them to the old man to study by himself.

Yang Qiu is proficient in alchemy, and it is impossible to master alchemy without strong medical skills.

Professor Gong happened to be in the office. After seeing Yang Qiu, Professor Gong immediately stood in front of Yang Qiu like a student:

"Little teacher, you can count. I can't understand the prescription Xia Yu brought me a few days ago. You have to explain it to me."

Instead of answering, Yang Qiu smiled and put a few thin pieces of paper on the old man's desk:

"Old man, this is what I sorted out. If you understand it thoroughly, it must make you contribute to traditional Chinese medicine. This is the limit I can help you."

Professor Gong's eyes had already fallen on the pieces of paper Yang Qiu put on the table. He was trembling with excitement when Yang Qiu said this:

"Really... Well, little teacher, what do you mean?"

Yang Qiu smiled and nodded:

"That's all I can give you. I'm about to graduate. I won't stay in Shanghai after graduation. Xia Yu will ask you to take more care of me."

"Where are you going?"

The old professor's eyes sparkled with a trace of dissatisfaction:

"How did you leave Xia Yu alone?"

Yang Qiu smiled faintly and said:

"It's not that I won't come back. This is my hard work. I hope it can help you."

Professor Gong just picked up the prescription on the table and looked at it for a few times. He suddenly trembled all over. Looking at Yang Qiu's eyes, he simply worshipped him very much:

"This is simply... Yang Qiu, I bow to you on behalf of traditional Chinese medicine."

Yang Qiu was not polite and accepted his bow.

What he left behind is not a profound medical book on the right medicine to the case, but several Dan prescriptions. These Dan prescriptions are very common and can be made into drugs by means of modern medicine. The targeted cases are not a single case, which means that they can cure all diseases.

Yang Qiu doesn't understand the value of this thing. Any prescription is not changed. You know, how much the value of a new special medicine is, which can be said to be invaluable.

He believes in Professor Gong's personality, which is also a reward for Professor Gong's taking care of Xia Yu.

Looking at the old professor, he suddenly remembered something and pretended to take it out of his pocket:

"Here you are, old man. Remember to put it away."

These are two longevity pills and the previously refined Huitian pill. For Yang qiulao, Huitian pill is almost rubbish, but for ordinary people, it is a panacea.

"This is...!"

Yang Qiu didn't hide the old man and said calmly:

"Five smaller pills are called Huitian pill. Even people who have just died can be saved. You can use this thing to save an emergency. The two larger pills are called Zengshou pill. The effect varies from person to person. It's not a problem to increase the life of five or ten years. You can keep it for yourself."

Professor Gong was so frightened that his chin was about to fall off.

He looked at Yang Qiu rigidly. After a long time, he smiled bitterly:

"Yang Qiu, I can't take it. I can't afford it."

Yang Qiu doesn't care about these. He doesn't want to involve too much in the cause and effect of the secular world. Although there are enough now, one thing he can do is one thing.

Cause and effect is something that ordinary people simply can't understand or even illusory, but Yang Qiu is an immortal. He knows too well what consequences will be brought to him by the involvement of cause and effect.

There are three girls around me. This is a love robbery. They are involved in the youth gang and rich families. They can't escape. They can only pay back bit by bit.

Professor Gong has been convinced of Yang Qiu's means. He doesn't want to go deep into what he can't understand about Yang Qiu. Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound. He doesn't know that it involves alchemy. However, what Yang Qiu gave him has gone beyond the scope of his cognition.

Is this the elixir pursued by the emperors in ancient times?

These two things are absolutely priceless treasures. In the previous imperial era, relying on these two things alone is a reward for cracking the earth and sealing the king.

Turning to Yang Qiu, Professor Gong asked slowly:

"Yang Qiu, who are you...?"

Yang Qiu hesitated and said with a smile:

"Do you really want to know?"

"No, no!"

Professor Gong hurriedly interrupted him:

"You'd better keep your secret. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you don't forget Xia Yu."