"Zhong Jinggong, if you don't believe it, you can go and have a look in person."
Su Fan smiled and said: "When the time comes, I will definitely not let you down, Zhong Jinggong. And this time, when I come to Nanyang, I also want to ask Zhong Jinggong to go to Donghai Territory and become the director of our Donghai Territory Hospital."
"Hospital Dean?"
"Yes, it is equivalent to a medical clinic, but a hospital is different from a medical clinic. In my opinion, the hospital should be divided into multiple subjects."
"For example, trauma surgery, internal medicine, and some departments for difficult and complicated diseases. Doctors in the hospital go to whichever department they are good at."
"Of course, I don't just ask Zhong Jinggong to be a doctor. I want to ask Zhong Jinggong to be the dean of the medical school. The medical school is a school that specializes in training doctors and doctors."
"As long as Mr. Zhong Jinggong is willing to come, you will be in charge of the medical school. We will build the school well. As for how to teach, it will be up to you."
Su Fan said seriously.
"Let me be the dean of the medical school."
Su Fan briefly introduced the medical school. He also knew where the medical school was. It was similar to a medical academy, a place dedicated to training doctors.
This surprised Zhang Zhongjing. Shenhan had academies, and there were quite a few of them, large and small. Of course, the most famous ones were Yingchuan Academy and Lumen Academy.
These are the two largest academies in Shenhan. However, these two academies are Confucian academies, and all the Confucian disciples are taught in them.
It can be said that the academies of Shenhan, large and small, are almost all Confucian academies. The other hundreds of academies have no academies with systematic training at all.
Even the military strategist, which is second only to Confucianism, only has a few families, each inheriting it, and it is impossible for it to be in the form of an academy.
So when he heard Su Fan's words, Zhang Zhongjing was really surprised, "Do you really want to build an academy for doctors?"
Zhang Zhongjing is a disciple of a medical doctor. Although he has been taught orthodox Confucian teaching since elementary school, he later accidentally met his teacher, who was a serious medical student. Later, after he came into contact with medical skills, he completely fell in love with them.
Even after several years in officialdom, he never gave up his medical skills.
The Zhang family reminded him many times, but could not change it. In the end, they had no choice but to ask him to step down and choose someone else to replace him.
After all, he has no intention of pursuing an official career, so it is better to replace him and choose someone else to ensure the influence of the Zhang family in the government.
He was also very happy. After leaving officialdom, he completely let himself go and began to study medical skills in depth, and made a big name.
However, Zhang Zhongjing knew very well that among hundreds of schools of medicine, the status of doctors was still very low. Even in the pre-Qin period, doctors were not famous. It was the miracle doctor Bian Que who made the doctors stand out a little bit.
After reaching the divine Han Dynasty and deposing hundreds of schools of thought to only respect Confucianism, doctors became even less attractive.
Medical disciples are even rarer.
Now someone actually wants to open a medical academy, and he is also a prince, which really makes Zhang Zhongjing confused.
He couldn't figure out what Su Fan was thinking. A prince wanted to build a medical clinic or a medical academy if he didn't think about how to increase his territory.
Of course, even though he couldn't figure it out, he was still very excited at this moment. He was a disciple of a medical family, so he naturally hoped that the medical family would get better and better.
Now there is a prince who is willing to come out to seek benefits for the medical family. Of course he is happy and very willing.
"It's just Zhang's medical skills"
"Haha! Zhong Jinggong, with your medical skills, you are definitely the master of Xinglin. You come to be the dean of our medical school. We really want you to be the dean of our medical school. Please don't refuse."
Su Fan naturally saw the other party's intention.
He knew that there was absolutely no chance of failure when he invited someone from the medical school. As long as the other party deeply loved medicine, there was no way he would refuse.
After all, establishing a medical school is to increase the reputation of doctors and strengthen their power. The more doctors there are, the stronger the doctors will be.
In this era, perhaps those aristocratic families may restrict the spread of knowledge because they want to monopolize knowledge.
But truly people from hundreds of families will not be stingy, but are more willing to spread the knowledge of each family.
Just like Yingchuan Academy and Lumen Academy, their deans treat everyone who comes to the academy to study equally, whether they are from aristocratic families, disciples from poor families, or ordinary people, if you are willing, they will teach you.
Of course, it is impossible for ordinary civilians to come in, because they know that learning requires money and food support.
Do ordinary people have this financial and food support?
Of course not.
"What are the requirements for medical students?"
After hesitating for a while, Zhang Zhongjing suddenly asked a question.
"Of course not. As long as you are willing to come to study, whether you are a disciple of a wealthy family or an ordinary person, the academy will accept it."
"And there is no need for them to study hard. If it is a junior college, there will be supplements, especially those who study better will have more supplements."
Su Fan said with a smile.
The conditions offered by Su Fan were so good that Zhang Zhongjing finally couldn't refuse. The temptation was too great.
If the college is built in the future, and in a few decades, all the doctors from that generation will be successful, wouldn’t he also have disciples and former officials all over the world, and he can become a world-class master in medicine.
This is almost immortal, at least in the field of medicine.
He has little interest in fame and fortune, but leaving a name in history cannot be refused as long as he is a scribe.
Some people are even willing to die for the sake of fame.
When Zhang Zhongjing nodded and agreed, Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had guessed that the former would not refuse, he was still a little uneasy.
Now he finally got an answer and a smile appeared on his face.
"Zhong Jinggong, if you have apprentices, you can take them with you. The new college will need a lot of teachers."
"Well! I have a few apprentices, but they only studied with me for a few years."
"It doesn't matter. As long as they have solid theoretical knowledge, it's okay to let them act as teachers to teach newcomers. And the most important thing is that you still have to control the class."
Su Fan didn't care. He hoped that there would be more and more doctors.
"In addition, I still hope that Mr. Zhong Jinggong can do research to improve the survival rate of young children. We don't have to worry about food problems. There is no other in our East China Sea territory. There is absolutely no shortage of food."
"We have enough ability to feed them. The more people we have, the more food we will have."
Su Fan saw Zhang Zhongjing's hesitation and quickly assured him.
"I want to take a look at this myself, and then I'll find some fellow Taoists to study and discuss it."
"Is there anyone else? If possible, you can invite them to come with you. Whatever you need, we in the East China Sea Territory will provide it."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhongjing, there will be no suppression under our rule. Whether it's a doctor, a Mohist, or a Confucian, everyone will be treated equally."
This chapter has been completed!