As the "Benevolent Heart Sweet Art Practice Conference" at the Qingniu Medical Hall kicked off, it turned the venue into a churning pot of sweet porridge. Huwa set up a ten-story-high "Sweet Art Lighthouse" in the plaza. The Qingniu sculpture at the top of the tower "mooed" out a sweet mist of golden quotes from the Essential Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Gold, and its hooves stepped on garlic steamed buns that sang the Formula Ballads of Decoctions. The Protagonist grabbed Huwa by the collar and shook him hard. "This is for passing down medical arts! This isn't a temple fair!"
"Master, you don't understand!" Huwa shoved an "Enlightenment Sweet Bean" into his mouth. "The more boisterous it is, the better people remember it!" The moment the words fell, Grandmas Zhang's apprentice-level grandson Huwa (Little Huwa) rushed onto the stage holding a "talking medicine chest"—the chest was shaped like a cartoon Qingniu, and as soon as it opened, it popped out Sweet Candies of Pharmacological Properties, accompanied by a hypnotic rap recorded by Huwa: "Ginseng tastes sweet, greatly invigorating primordial qi; eating it can keep you going through three bowls of big rice!" The common folk in the audience laughed until they rolled all over the ground, and even an old man who had just recovered from dysentery swayed along with his hips.
During the resident-physician-level sweet art show, Shopkeeper Qian of Yangzhou caused a big commotion with his "Tongue Diagnosis Sweet Mirror." What a…
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