I Can See Through Everything

【Proceed with download?】

When Lu Qing saw the prompt on the note, he was stunned.

Then he smiled.

His abilities always managed to surprise him.

He had been worried about how to tackle the "Compendium of Materia Medica," and now it seemed a pillow had been delivered just in time.

Without hesitation, Lu Qing chose to download.

【Downloading in progress, current progress: 1%...】

Lu Qing waited patiently, but after a while, he noticed the progress bar hadn't moved.

Puzzled, he picked up the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and began to flip through it slowly from the beginning.

【1%, 2%, 3%... 98%, 99%, 100%】

【"Compendium of Materia Medica" download complete. Proceed with learning?】

When Lu Qing finished reading the entire book, his ability indicated that the download was complete.

A new prompt appeared.

Lu Qing chose to learn.

In the next moment, a vast amount of information surged into his mind, like a sudden enlightenment, enabling him to quickly memorize and understand the contents of the "Compendium of Materia Medica."

On the outside, it appeared as though Lu Qing was simply staring at the book in a daze. No one knew what transformations were occurring in his mind.

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"The study of herbs is indeed profound and extensive."

After a while, Lu Qing regained his senses and sighed in admiration.

At this moment, he had memorized the entire "Compendium of Materia Medica."

He also had a basic understanding of its contents.

The names and characteristics of various herbs described in the book were now familiar to him.

Of course, this understanding was still theoretical.

Next, he needed to compare the actual herbs to truly grasp the essence of the "Compendium of Materia Medica."

However, even this level of memorization had already given Lu Qing a profound appreciation for the depth of herbal medicine.

The "Compendium of Materia Medica" recorded hundreds of herbs, but this was merely a fraction of the myriad of herbs in the world.

The combinations and variations of these herbs could produce various remedies to treat illnesses, which was truly magical.

Understanding the wonders of herbs, Lu Qing's interest grew even stronger.

Even though he had the entire book memorized, he continued to read the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in his hands, reviewing to gain new insights.

Dr. Chen had been waiting inside for Lu Qing to come to him with questions.

After a long wait without seeing Lu Qing, he stepped outside to check.

He saw Lu Qing engrossed in the "Compendium of Materia Medica."

Xiao Yan was playing with butterflies in another corner, not disturbing her brother.

Dr. Chen felt a sense of relief.

It seemed Lu Qing's interest in herbs was genuine.

Otherwise, why would he be so absorbed in a dull book like the "Compendium of Materia Medica"?

However, the "Compendium of Materia Medica" was not easy to understand.

Just as Dr. Chen was about to ask Lu Qing if he had any questions, urgent cries came from outside the courtyard.

"Dr. Chen! Is Dr. Chen home?"

"I'm here."

Hearing the panicked voices outside, Dr. Chen quickly went to greet them.

Lu Qing was also alarmed and stood up with the book in hand.

He saw several villagers carrying an unconscious man into the courtyard, and Dr. Chen directing them to place him in the center.

Lu Qing recognized the unconscious man as Zhao Shu, another villager he should address as Uncle Zhao.

At this moment, Uncle Zhao was drenched, his face was ashen, his abdomen swollen, and he was unconscious.

"Step aside and let me see."

Dr. Chen directed the villagers to place the man down and then move back.

No one dared to disobey Dr. Chen and immediately stood far away.

One of them stepped back right in front of Lu Qing.

Lu Qing lightly tapped his shoulder, "Da'an ge."

The villager jumped, turned around, and was surprised to see Lu Qing, "Lu Qing, what are you doing here?"

"Let's talk about that later," Lu Qing said softly, "What happened to Uncle Zhao?"

"He fell into the water. If we hadn't been nearby, he would have been swept away by the river," Wang Da'an replied.

"How did he fall into the water?" Lu Qing was surprised, "Aren't you usually fishing together?"

"He wasn't with us today; he went fishing in another spot by himself."

"Where?"

Wang Da'an's expression became uneasy. He looked around and whispered, "It should be the place where you caught the big fish yesterday."

"..." Lu Qing was silent for a moment and said, "That place shouldn't be dangerous. I made it quite flat."

"I don't know about that. We just heard his cries for help. By the time we got there, he was already in the river, swept far away, almost sinking."

Wang Da'an recounted, and then, as if remembering something, added, "When we rescued Uncle Zhao, he was still holding onto his fishing rod tightly, but the line was broken."

Lu Qing fell silent again, a hypothesis forming in his mind.

But he still asked, "Uncle Zhao can't swim?"

"No, if he could swim, he wouldn't have drowned. The current there isn't very strong."

"..." Lu Qing was speechless.

Not knowing how to swim, yet going to the river alone to fish and daring to wade in to grab the rod. Uncle Zhao was too reckless.

Based on his fishing experience, Lu Qing had a pretty good idea of how Uncle Zhao fell into the water, but the exact reason would have to wait until he woke up.

Lu Qing looked toward the center of the courtyard.

At this moment, Dr. Chen had learned from the other villagers that Uncle Zhao's unconsciousness was due to falling into the water.

He immediately pried open Uncle Zhao's mouth to check for obstructions.

After confirming there was nothing blocking his airway, he placed his hands on Uncle Zhao's chest and abdomen.

Using an unknown technique, he pressed gently, and the next moment, Uncle Zhao vomited out a large mouthful of turbid water.

Dr. Chen pressed again, and another mouthful of turbid water came out.

He continued this process, with each press resulting in more water being expelled.

After seven or eight presses, the amount of water reduced significantly. After more than a dozen presses, Uncle Zhao, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed and slowly opened his eyes.

"He's awake, he's awake!"

"Uncle Zhao is alive!"

"Dr. Chen is amazing!"

The villagers cheered with joy.

They were in awe of Dr. Chen's medical skills.

When they brought Uncle Zhao, they saw his chest barely moving, thinking he might not make it.

But Dr. Chen's miraculous hands had brought him back to life.

Uncle Zhao coughed for a while and slowly regained consciousness.

He looked around in confusion, "Where am I?"