Chapter 209 I have a plan to make your medical family flourish
Such a big deal?
Ying Chengyu glanced at Xia Wuji in surprise, and saw that Xia Wuji's face was serious and there was no joke in it.
The word "teacher" had extremely great weight in ancient times.
The relationship between master and disciple is like that between parents and children.
At that time, if there was no accident, you could only have one master in your life.
Unlike modern schools, the nine-year compulsory education alone has six or seven teachers.
Disciples should treat their master with the same respect and courtesy as they treat their parents.
If there is any offensive behavior, even if it is the fault of the master, outsiders will only blame the disciple.
Ying Fusu's master was Chunyu Yue. Even if Chunyu Yue was not good in all kinds of ways, it was hard to say for Ying Fusu. That was it.
Neither the First Emperor nor Ying Chengyu liked Chunyu Yue.
But in order for Ying Fusu to grow up, neither brother killed Chunyu Yue. The division is so important.
"I don't know any medical skills. It's just a coincidence." Ying Chengyu paused and continued: "I apologize for what I did before. You are a real doctor."
Ying Chengyu apologized for the second time, a noble person should not be treated like this.
Use yourself to save others.
If someone treated Ying Chengyu like this, there is a high probability that he would have gone over and stabbed him in the middle of the night.
You cannot become a disciple.
You can worship the corpse.
"Coincidence, ugh."
Xia Wuji couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, even though he had been mentally prepared for this.
"Did Wu Qie offend Lord Chang'an in some way? Lord Chang'an seems to have a bad opinion of Wu Qie."
Xia Wuqi could tell that the first apology made by Ying Chengxuan was casual, but the second apology was sincere.
"It's not that I have a bad opinion of you, it's that I have a bad opinion of doctors."
Ying Chengyu's thoughts drifted away.
"In my dreams, there is always a wooden sign in front of the drug store, and the writing on it changes frequently. For example, from the first to the fourteenth of January, it says that the golden sore medicine is sold at a 50% discount, and buy three and get one free. From the fifteenth to the end of the month, it says
It says that if you buy medicine for one gold, you will get ten catties of polished rice as a gift."
Xia Wuji imagined the scene described by Ying Chengyu and couldn't help but chuckle.
What kind of medicines are stored in the drug store and how many medicines are stored are all chosen according to the diseases suffered by the local people.
Each drug store stores a certain number of types and quantities of medicines.
The purpose of medicine is to cure diseases and save people, to benefit people, and to sell to people in need.
If the medicine is sold for money, and the medicine is sold to people who are not sick, and the people who are sick cannot get the medicine when they buy it, wouldn't it be against the way of a doctor?
The doctor who runs the pharmacy is not a businessman, so how could he write such despicable words?
"Why is the imperial doctor laughing at you?"
"I laugh at Mr. Chang'an's whimsical thinking. Such a ridiculous scene can only appear in Mr. Chang'an's dreams."
"Absurd? Maybe. In my dream, doctors in medical clinics will impatiently expel patients who have no money to treat them. The way of medicine is not to cure diseases and save people, but to amass money and become rich."
Xia Wuji laughed loudly.
"The dream of Mr. Chang'an becomes more and more bizarre the more I talk about it. None of my medical disciples refuses to treat people because of money. My medical family is committed to treating diseases and saving people, and wealth is what businessmen pursue."
Ying Chengyu stopped, raised his head and looked at Xia Wuji, who was smiling happily, and said seriously: "But I don't think the scene in the dream is illusion. What does the imperial doctor think about the medical profession?"
This was the first time Xia Wuqie heard the word "medical merchant". He instinctively frowned and said, "What is a medical merchant?"
"The Imperial Physician's Order can be simply understood as the combination of doctors and merchants. Merchants transport things to the west, work hard, and earn the price difference. Doctors and merchants do not need to travel far and wide, they only need to constantly let patients buy the medicines they prepare.
"Most patients don't understand medicine, so they don't know what medicine to take. As long as the doctor tells them, they will buy it, because what they are buying is their own life. Is there anything in the world that is more valuable than a human life?"
Xia Wuji was lifeless. He stared at Ying Chengyu closely and frowned: "Mr. Chang'an's words are conclusive, and they don't sound like words in a dream. But have you ever met a so-called medical merchant? Please tell me that he is so disrespectful of human life and uses medical skills to do so."
Those who do evil will have their teachers take back their medical skills!"
Ying Chengyu was silent for a moment, smiled softly, and helped Xia Wuge to continue walking.
"It's a joke, it's a joke, how can there be such a bad person? Doctors always say, "I just want no one to get sick in the world, I would rather put medicine on the shelf to make people dust." How can they sell medicine indiscriminately for money?"
"But if there is no disease in the world, I would rather put medicine on it. If there is no disease in the world, I would rather put medicine on it. If there is no disease in the world, I would rather put medicine on it."
Xia Wuji read it three times in a row, his eyes shining brightly.
"In just fourteen words, I have fulfilled my lifelong wish as a doctor. Mr. Chang'an is a great talent! I have a request, and I hope Mr. Chang'an will definitely grant it."
"Please give me the imperial doctor's order."
"I want to take these words as a legacy for my medical disciples. All my medical disciples must follow these fourteen words as their code of conduct, okay?"
Afraid that Ying Chengyu would refuse, Xia Wuqie added another sentence.
"Wuji will make it clear that these fourteen words come from the mouth of Lord Chang'an and will never be stolen as his own."
Ying Chengxiao smiled and said: "I have a wish, but I don't dare to ask for it. Chengxiao has only one invitation. This is not what I said. It was said by a famous doctor. I dare not steal this work for myself. Imperial Physician
Let me tell you, this saying comes from the famous doctor Keye."
"I wonder if this doctor can leave his name?"
"We met by chance, but we didn't know each other's names."
Doctors gather in one place every five years to talk about medical principles and exchange medical skills in order to improve their medical skills.
I went six times with the master, and once after the master passed away.
Among all the famous doctors in the world, who am I not familiar with?
If these words really came from the mouth of a doctor, they would have reached my ears long ago.
The way you looked when you said it was a doctor just now was very different from the first time you apologized to me.
The opportunity to be famous for eternity is thrown away so easily.
Lord Chang'an, are you really as indifferent as a saint, or do you only have the throne as the Lord of the World in your eyes?
Xia Wuji looked at Ying Chengyu for a long time and said: "A person who can say these fourteen words, even if he does not have medical skills, still has a medical heart that cares for the people of the world. Peace is coming to the Central Plains, and it will not be easy for the people to live in peace.
We can’t stand the chaos of war.”
Chang'an Jun can say these fourteen words, which shows that he cares about the people, so he should not plot rebellion.
"If you don't have medical skills, you are not a doctor. You cannot say such words. The people are indeed suffering, and peace is hard to come by."
I really didn't say this, but I really don't want to rebel.
The two walked out of Meng Mansion.
When they were leaving, Ying Chengyu chuckled and said, "Old man Xia, when I'm done with my work these days, I'll go find you and talk about the medical affairs."
What can you talk to me about? Medical business?
Xia Wuji thought of the hundred gold coins that Ying Chengyu had taken out, and asked warily: "What's the matter?"
"Today, the number of doctors is scarce. There are no medical clinics in many places. People who are sick have to travel hundreds of miles. I have a plan to solve this problem. Let your medical family flourish and let doctors spread all over the world so that people can seek medical treatment when they are sick. You have