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Chapter 1246: Human power is limited

Yun Chu could roughly guess what the emperor wanted to ask Master Xuanzang.

You can also guess how Master Xuanzang answered.

After all, extending life is beyond the ability of Master Xuanzang.

The answer that Master Xuanzang could not give could not be given by Immortal Sun either.

As the most powerful emperor in the world, Li Zhi can control most things in the world, but his life span is unpredictable.

Yun Chu felt that the existence of this natural law was actually quite good.

If Li Zhi had infinite life, it would definitely not be a good thing for mankind.

Based on Yun Chu's understanding of Li Zhi's greedy nature, the Earth would undoubtedly become the apple of his eye.

And then, then, Li Zhi will become a monster.

At noon, Immortal Sun prepared lunch for the emperor in the cafeteria of the Imperial Hospital.

With the old immortal around, there wasn't much good food in the Imperial Hospital's cafeteria. The most famous dish was chicken soup for nourishing the bodies of women who had just given birth.

Speaking of which, the best-selling dish in Chang'an City is this chicken soup.

There are three types of chicken soup: one is Angelica Chicken Soup, the second is Astragalus Chicken Soup, and the third is Wolfberry and Huaishan Chicken Soup. Just like medicine, the old immortal will prescribe this soup according to the physical needs of the parturient.

So, this dish basically becomes medicine.

According to the Chang'an people's crude cognitive habit of "anything produced by an old immortal must be a fine product", this dish became something that Chang'an people must drink whenever they were sick, and it was not limited to postpartum women.

Anyway, as long as one is sick, the body will inevitably become weak and need to be nourished. Among all the medicines sold in the Imperial Hospital all day long, this chicken soup dish is the best.

Later, this chicken soup gradually became associated with filial piety... So, it was no longer a question of whether it tasted good or not, but a question of whether the children were filial to their parents.

People in Chang'an still like to stick to their own opinions. Although this dish can be made by going to the pharmacy and buying some angelica, astragalus, wolfberry, yam and stewing a chicken, they believe that unless it is produced by the Imperial Hospital, it will be useless.

Lao He, the deputy director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, was naturally happy to hear this. He set up a large area in the back kitchen of the Imperial Medical Bureau specifically for stewing chicken soup. Now, it has become the fastest way for the Imperial Medical Bureau to make money.

The emperor is going to come to the Imperial Hospital for dinner today. The deputy director, Lao He, who is in charge of the work, changed into a brand new official uniform early in the morning and led the imperial doctors in the hospital anxiously waiting for the emperor's arrival.

The old immortal arrived late and found a group of doctors ignoring a large number of patients who came to see the doctor and guarding the door of the Imperial Hospital to welcome the emperor. He scolded these people and left only Old He, who had no outpatient work, to continue guarding the hospital, while the rest of the doctors went to see patients.

There is a reason why Lao He is asked to stay here, because Lao He said that his main job today is to further promote the medicinal diet of the Imperial Hospital through the great Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Immortal Sun was not a pedantic old man. He believed that dietary supplements and medicinal foods were very useful for nourishing the body and were worth promoting. After learning of Lao He's idea, he personally went to prepare medicinal materials for Li Zhi's lunch.

After coming out of the Da Ci'en Temple, it seemed that nothing in Chang'an City could arouse the emperor's interest anymore. He sat in the carriage with a gloomy face. Although his eyes were always looking out the window, the scenery outside the window did not catch his eye.

When Li Zhi saw the old immortal, he was wearing a white coat and fiddling with some medicinal herbs. When he saw Li Zhi coming in, he looked the emperor up and down and said, "You are worrying too much. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it."

Li Zhi sighed and said, "There are so many things to do. As a junior in this position, there is no room for me not to do anything."

Sun Simiao put some strands of food into a small soup pot, and while stirring it with chopsticks, he said, "Eat more of this later. If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep. You will feel refreshed after two hours."

Li Zhi leaned forward to smell it, and said to Sun Simiao, "The aroma of medicine is so strong. Is this medicine or food?"

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "This is a medicinal diet. The medicine borrows the power of food, and food helps the power of medicine. The two complement each other and bring out the best in each other. It can nourish the body, prevent and cure diseases, maintain health, strengthen the body, and prolong life."

It would be difficult for anyone from the Tang Dynasty who came before Xuanzang to not become a Buddhist believer, and anyone who came to the old immortal would automatically become a junior.

After Li Zhi chatted with the old immortal, the dark clouds that had just formed in the Da Ci'en Temple seemed to be dispersing.

After the old immortal finished preparing the medicinal food, he sat down at a table and talked with Li Zhi. He left Old He to guard the medicinal food, while Yun Chu and others stood at the door of the dining hall and looked at the emperor.

"Don't think about anything, and don't ask anything. The more you worry about your life span, the shorter it will be. I can now tell you with certainty that your life span is 70% determined by fate, and 30% depends on nourishment.

However, it does not mean that eating delicacies from land and sea can make you live longer. On the contrary, I think that simple food is the secret to longevity. "

As the old immortal spoke, he patted his chest and said, "Over the years, the Imperial Hospital has dissected nearly 500 human bodies. After careful examination, we found that although human bodies vary in beauty, height, and fatness, the internal organs of the body are basically the same. Whether a person lives a long life has a lot to do with whether he has enough food, a safe living environment, and whether he can get timely treatment when he is sick.

Your Majesty is still young. When the old Taoist dies of old age, send this broken body to the Imperial Hospital for dissection, so that future doctors can find the reason for his longevity from his physical body.

If you discover anything, Your Majesty can then plan for a longer life."

"Everyone says that the Taoist priest is an old immortal. Can old immortals also die?"

Sun Simiao laughed and said, "Of course I will die. When I have exhausted all the vitality in this body, that will be the time for me to die."

It was obvious that Li Zhi wanted to ask what physical vitality was, but he couldn't ask because of the old immortal's identity. When he saw the old immortal pushing a bowl of noodles to him, he gladly accepted it and imitated the old immortal's way of eating noodles. He poured the vegetables on the plate into the bowl, stirred it, and started eating.

Yun Chu was also holding a large bowl of noodles and eating noisily. While eating, he glanced at Xue Rengui. He felt that Xue Rengui was not as good as him in eating noodles.

First go and see Master Xuanzang, and then you will find out that the old immortal actually has some particular ideas here.

Master Xuanzang could put an end to Li Zhi's pursuit of immortality, and then come to the old immortal, who could give Li Zhi the courage to live peacefully.

Recently, Prince Hong has told Yun Chu many times that his father is worrying too much about his life span.

Others worry too much, but maybe a beating will cure the problem, or at worst two or three beatings will get rid of the root of the problem.

Whenever Li Zhi started to worry about things that might happen, he would usually take other people's lives.

The next symptom of the disease of worrying about nothing is - persecution mania!

This disease was clearly manifested in emperors of all dynasties, among which the emperor with the most obvious symptoms was Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che!

When the emperor felt that there was no one in the world he could trust anymore, intimidation, intimidation and killing became his daily tactics. Given Liu Che's wisdom, did he really not know that his crown prince was wronged?

He knew it, but he also had doubts. He wanted to use intimidation to see if his son would harm him. However, he failed miserably. The prince committed suicide, and Liu Che chased his son to the crematorium, ultimately leaving him with endless regrets.

Prince Hong was very worried whether his father would do this...

When Yun Chu finished three bowls of noodles, Xue Rengui had already started eating his fifth bowl of rice. Looking at Xue Rengui's red face, Yun Chu felt that this old guy in his fifties was really eating with his life on the line.

There is a kind of bowl in Guanzhong called old bowl. This bowl is as big as a bamboo hat and is specially used for eating noodles. Even a big-bellied man in Guanzhong can be 80% full with such a bowl of noodles.

Yun Chu is now a fierce general, and a fierce general actually relies on his appetite. After three bowls of noodles, Yun Chu was already very full. Seeing that Xue Rengui was still forcing himself to eat more, he asked the cook to give him another bowl...

Xue Rengui, who had originally wanted to stop eating, saw Yun Chu starting to serve rice again, so he also yelled for the cook to come again...

Yun Chu asked the cook to take care of Xue Rengui first, who could eat a bushel of rice and ten kilograms of meat, and then he could eat slowly...

When Xue Rengui had forced himself to finish his sixth bowl of rice, Yun Chu's meal arrived. He gave his meal to Lao He, who had been busy and had no time to eat.

Perhaps because of the pot of medicinal food, Li Zhi's mood obviously improved. He sat opposite the old immortal, chatting and laughing happily.

I don’t know what they were talking about, but the old immortal stood up and took Li Zhi to the courtyard on the left side of the Imperial Hospital.

The courtyard on the left is usually where doctors work, study, and conduct scientific research. The deepest part is the morgue. Seeing Li Zhi and the old immortal walking quickly, Yun Chu thought that Li Zhi might want to see the corpse.

Yun Chu didn't understand why Li Zhi wanted to see the dissected corpses, but this was a good time to take Xue Rengui, who was bored and full, to have a look.

In the specimen room of the Imperial Hospital, there are many human specimens soaked in alcohol. Through these specimens, one can even see the entire process of a person evolving from a visible embryo to a human being and finally growing up...

Hospitals are full of humanity when they are curing illnesses and saving lives, but once a hospital enters the research state, you can only say that it is great, and you can no longer mention humanity.

Seeing Li Zhi and Sun Shenxian entering the depths of Beiyuan, Yun Chu understood that the old immortal was going to tell Li Zhi about the origin of life.

Before Yun Chu entered, he threw a piece of licorice into his mouth...

The scene inside was naturally shocking to Emperor Li Zhi. Even though he had an extremely strong character, he still looked pale when he went out.

Xue Rengui came from the battlefield and claimed that he had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood. When he saw a big-headed baby with an umbilical cord soaked in a glass bottle, he finally couldn't help but run away, and finally vomited all the food he had just eaten into the flower bed.

Yun Chu untied the handkerchief tied around her nose, looked at Xue Rengui with tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "One dou of rice and ten jin of meat, although there is no three leftovers, you have wasted the good intentions of the Imperial Hospital."

Li Zhi glanced at Xue Rengui, then at Yun Chu, and ignored Ruichun, who was pale, and said to Sun Simiao: "I didn't expect that the Imperial Hospital's research on humans has reached such a level."

Sun Simiao said sadly: "Although we have discovered the origins and treatments of many diseases, and the Taoist understanding of the human body has also progressed from the previous vague and illusory to a more detailed and observable level, overall, the progress is still slow."

Li Zhi said: "With your ability, can't you speed up the pace?"

Sun Simiao shook his head sadly and said, "Everything is new. Even an old Taoist needs to start from scratch. The mystery of the human body is far beyond what we can explain with our previous cognition. It requires a great invention of 'instruments' to carry out the next step of exploration."

"Tool?"

Sun Simiao nodded and said, "It is a tool. For example, I would like to know whether a person's talent and thinking comes from the heart or is stored in the head. I tend to think it comes from the brain, while people tend to think it comes from the heart. Unfortunately, I can't provide direct evidence and I can't verify it."

Li Zhi sighed and said, "Human power has its limits..."

(End of this chapter)