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Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty? It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry. Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human? Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts! Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

Dilapidated Graveyard · Book&Literature
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499 Chs

383 One wrong move, every step goes awry, the game is lost halfway through!

When Chen Xi was at his wits' end, Hua Tuo's research on Artemisia Soup had also nearly reached its conclusion. Indeed, Hua Tuo himself could treat epidemics, but the persisting problem was that the prescription couldn't be widely disseminated. Now that Chen Xi had provided him with an abundance of various medicinal herbs, Hua Tuo had the opportunity to experiment, which is why he was able to create three different prescriptions in such a short period.

"Physician Hua, how is the prescription coming along?" Chen Xi asked as he entered Hua Tuo's felt tent, a thick scent of medicine enveloping him.

"I have made some headway with the Artemisia Soup. In a few days at most, I should have it ready, although it might be completely different from what you remember," said Hua Tuo with a wry smile. He had discovered that with the abundance of herbs, there were more varieties he could substitute; many peculiar situations had arisen with herbs he had never encountered before.