The female general of the last days returned to ancient times to raise a young prostitute

Far away in the imperial city of Kyoto, in the emperor's study.

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Doctor Zhang, this is the anti-inflammatory medicine that you developed based on the prescription. The emperor is holding a white tablet in his hand and looking at it carefully, trying to find out what's unusual about it. How is the trial effect of this anti-inflammatory medicine?

Doctor Zhang said excitedly, "Your Majesty, this is truly a miracle drug! It's incredibly effective. I was severely injured and had a high fever, but I didn't expect the fever to subside after taking this medicine. This is simply incredible. If the soldiers on the front lines had this medicine, how many lives could it save?"

It's really magical.

The emperor was also shocked when he heard about the miraculous effects of the anti-inflammatory drug. He had never expected such a talent to exist in his dynasty. If he didn't recruit such a talent into his own camp, wouldn't it be easy for others to take advantage of him? Fortunately, his eldest nephew was quick-witted and immediately made this person his own. Otherwise, he still had to rely on his eldest nephew.

The emperor was very pleased and immediately ordered the mass production of anti-inflammatory drugs. The first batch was sent to the front line first. After all, the front line was in most urgent need of such drugs.

On the front lines, soldiers suffer from injuries and wound infections are common. If there are anti-inflammatory drugs, soldiers at the border will suffer fewer casualties.

There are often wars of varying sizes at the border, and some small border countries provoke them from time to time. Some wounded soldiers also lose their lives due to wound infection and high fever.

Because there is no better way, some seriously injured soldiers can only leave it to fate. If they can survive, they are considered lucky, and if they can't, they are just unlucky. Therefore, the casualties at the border are still relatively large every year.

As the supreme ruler, he naturally did not want his soldiers to be killed or injured. After all, those soldiers were also his people. If this medicine could reduce the casualties of the soldiers, what a great achievement that would be.

The emperor said happily: Good, very good, Doctor Zhang has done a great job, reward him, reward him.

The old eunuch standing by was very perceptive and handed Doctor Zhang a complete set of glass tea sets.

Doctor Zhang saw that it was actually glass, and it was glass of such high purity that it was almost transparent.

Doctor Zhang took it with both hands excitedly, fearing that he might accidentally bump into the glass.

He had never expected that the emperor would reward him with such precious and rare colored glass, and a complete set at that. He was so moved that he wanted to cry. He had never expected that the emperor, who was usually the most stingy, would be so generous to him. How could he not be moved?

Doctor Zhang, who received the reward, naturally thanked the emperor happily. After receiving the reward, Doctor Zhang prepared to return to the Imperial Hospital to show off.

I'm so excited! This is Liuli! The emperor is really generous this time.

Doctor Zhang was so proud to receive the emperor's reward.

But what Imperial Doctor Zhang didn't know was that the emperor already had a large number of these glassware.

If Imperial Doctor Zhang knew about this, he certainly wouldn't be moved.

The emperor was in a very good mood because things made of this glass were both cheap and beautiful.

I didn't expect that girl to be so smart. Thinking of this, the emperor seemed to have thought of something.

So he took out the imperial edict and began to write the contents in it.

After a long struggle, the emperor finally figured out what to give the girl. After all, giving her a silver reward wasn't a good idea. Giving her an official position would be more prestigious. So, giving her an official position would be better than giving her silver.

Thinking of something, the emperor took out the imperial edict without saying a word. While writing the imperial edict, the emperor also wrote a private letter to Li Lingye.

Mo Rao over here is still tinkering with the washing machine.