I traveled back to the Qin Dynasty, and the First Emperor begged me to become his empress.

Chapter 93 The Effects of Alcohol

The King of Qin whispered to the eunuch beside him, "Go and summon Meng Yi immediately."

After receiving the order, the young eunuch quickly left. A short while later, Meng Yi strode into the hall.

When he caught sight of Princess Jiayang and the several jars beside her, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure and respectfully bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, your humble servant has arrived."

The King of Qin stared at Meng Yi and asked, "Have any guards been injured recently?"

Meng Yi was puzzled, but he didn't say much. He simply answered truthfully, "Several people were indeed injured."

Upon hearing this, the King of Qin pressed further, asking, "How did you get injured?"

Meng Yi replied, "A few days ago, we captured several foreign spies, and a few guards were accidentally injured."

The King of Qin then asked, "Which country's spy is he?" Meng Yi replied, "He is from the State of Chu."

The King of Qin snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Has everything been dealt with?" Meng Yi replied, "It has been dealt with properly."

The King of Qin nodded and said, "Very good. Go and bring those wounded guards here immediately."

Meng Yi mistakenly thought that the King of Qin was going to punish the guards, so he hurriedly knelt on one knee and earnestly said, "Your Majesty, the injuries of those men were not due to a lack of martial arts skills, but rather to the cunning of spies."

The King of Qin waved his hand and said, "Enough, I do not intend to punish them. It is Jia Yang who has developed a kind of alcohol that is said to heal wounds quickly. Bring the people here to try it."

Meng Yi glanced at Ying Wuyou in surprise and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will go immediately." With that, he turned and left as swiftly as the wind.

A short while later, several guards entered, led by Meng Yi. They all had some kind of wound on them, some with injuries to their arms, some to their legs, and others to their backs, chests, and other parts of their bodies.

To verify the effect of alcohol on wound healing, the guards with more serious injuries were selected and treated with alcohol, while the guards with less serious injuries were not treated with alcohol.

When the alcohol came into contact with the wounds, the guards cried out in pain, their cries echoing throughout the palace. Those guards who did not receive the alcohol treatment secretly rejoiced that they had escaped unscathed.

But after about fifteen minutes, something amazing happened: the wounds treated with alcohol began to stop bleeding, and the pain was significantly reduced. The guards were all astonished and secretly marveled at the magic of alcohol.

Seeing this, Ying Wuyou suggested that the guards apply the alcohol several more times after returning to the palace, and instructed them to report the results to the King of Qin the next day. The King of Qin agreed and nodded in favor of the suggestion. The guards then left the palace.

The following day at the same time, Ying Wuyou, Meng Yi, and several wounded guards filed into Zhangtai Palace. The King of Qin ordered all the wounded guards to remove their bandages, and they all obeyed. The King of Qin gazed at the wounds treated with alcohol; they had begun to scab over, like healed earth. Looking at the wounds not treated with alcohol, he saw that they were almost all festering, like festering sores.

Witnessing the miraculous effects of the alcohol, the King of Qin was overjoyed and laughed heartily, saying loudly, "Jiayang, you have done a superb job! This is a divine substance! If it can be mass-produced and used in the army, it will surely reduce casualties and enhance the prestige of our Great Qin army!"

Then, the King of Qin turned his gaze to Meng Yi and asked, "Meng Yi, what do you think of this alcohol?"

Meng Yi replied with heartfelt admiration, "Your Majesty, with this divine weapon, the soldiers of our Great Qin will be even more powerful and invincible, and the unification of the six kingdoms will be just around the corner."

The King of Qin smiled and said, "Very good. Jiayang, you are in charge of organizing manpower to produce large quantities of alcohol, and you must ensure its quality."

Ying Wuyou bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your command."

The King of Qin then turned to Meng Yi and instructed him, "Meng Yi, you assist Jia Yang, and this matter must not be leaked in the slightest. In addition, you have Meng Tian select some people to be responsible for transporting the alcohol to the front-line army."

Meng Yi accepted the order and said, "Your subject will do his utmost to assist Princess Jiayang in handling this matter."

The King of Qin nodded and said, "Excellent! It must be completed as soon as possible, without any mistakes!"

Ying Wuyou and Meng Yi both agreed. Then Ying Wuyou said, "Father, I have an idea."

The King of Qin asked curiously, "Oh? What are your thoughts?"

Ying Wuyou said, "Your subject believes that we can train a large number of emergency medical personnel."

The King of Qin asked, "What is an emergency medical corps?"

Ying Wuyou said, "First aid soldiers are soldiers who are specifically responsible for treating the wounded on the battlefield. They undergo professional training and are proficient in using various first aid tools and medicines to provide treatment to the wounded as soon as possible. In this way, the survival rate of the wounded can be greatly improved, and the combat effectiveness of the army can be enhanced." Ying Wuyou explained.

Upon hearing this, a hint of appreciation flashed in the King of Qin's eyes. "This plan is brilliant! However, training emergency medical personnel will require a considerable amount of time and resources, won't it?"

“That’s true,” Ying Wuyou nodded, “but in the long run, it’s worth it. We can select some clever and quick-witted soldiers from the army for training, and at the same time invite imperial physicians to teach first aid knowledge and skills. For example, how to use alcohol, how to treat wounds after injury, and basic knowledge such as stopping bleeding.”

Meng Yi interjected, "Your Majesty, I believe that strict selection criteria and assessment systems should be established to ensure the quality and capabilities of emergency medical personnel."

"Yes, that makes sense," the King of Qin agreed.

Ying Wuyou said, "Father, please send a group of imperial physicians to me."

The King of Qin nodded and said, "Alright, I'll have Physician Li select a group of imperial physicians for you later."

Ying Wuyou said happily, "Thank you, Father."

The King of Qin looked at Ying Wuyou and Meng Yi seriously and said, "This matter is entrusted to you two. You must select outstanding talents and build an elite emergency medical team for our Great Qin."

"Your humble servants/Your subordinates obey!" Ying Wuyou and Meng Yi replied in unison. Ying Wuyou and Meng Yi then departed. The King of Qin began to write furiously, drafting imperial edicts for the various armies.

After leaving Zhangtai Palace, Ying Wuyou headed straight for the estate. Upon entering Xu Fu's courtyard, she saw a doctor emerging from Xu Fu's room. She approached and asked, "Doctor, how is Xu Fu?"

The doctor glanced at Ying Wuyou and smiled like a spring flower blooming, saying, "You're much better now. The bleeding has been successfully stopped, and it will be fully healed in a few days. Your alcohol is truly amazing. Do you have any left? Could you grant me a bottle?"

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Ying Wuyou's eyes darted around, and he smiled slyly, "I can not only give you a bottle, but also ensure you have an inexhaustible supply of alcohol in the future, but you have to agree to one condition."

Upon hearing Ying Wuyou's words, the doctor automatically forgot the second half of the sentence and eagerly asked, "Okay, I agree."

Ying Wuyou pressed on, "Don't you want to know what the conditions are?"

The doctor replied without hesitation, "I will agree to whatever the conditions are."

Ying Wuyou was stunned, never expecting this person to be a medical fanatic. Then, beaming with joy, Ying Wuyou said, "I want you to serve me like a dog or a horse."

Without a second thought, the doctor said decisively, "Fine, but I won't sign that indenture. Everything else is negotiable."

Overjoyed, Ying Wuyou said, "Deal."