"A single doctor can only treat a few households and a handful of people, but if I were to become king, I could heal the entire world. I could unify it." Such was the aspiration, or perhaps the promise, of his youth.
Not only had Efang heard it.
Xia Wuqie had heard it too.
"So, Father-in-law was actually eavesdropping back then," Ying Zheng said with a somewhat sour smile.
"If I hadn't heard you say that, I never would have fled with you and Efang," Xia Wuqie replied. "I've practiced medicine for many years and have saved countless lives. But the greatest sickness I've ever witnessed isn't a disease; it's hunger and the calamities of war. Those are the world's gravest illnesses. You were right. How many people can a single doctor save? Ultimately, it cannot change the world. Countless people will still die. As long as the world remains divided among the various countries, people will continue to die endlessly. Unification is the only way."
