Chapter 10 Worrying About the Country and the People
Old Man Hua looked at Xiao Han's angry look and felt a little happy: "You little melon, why is he so angry? You still don't know?"
"Why?" Xiao Han was confused.
"What a pig!" Old Man Hua looked at Xiao Han like an idiot, leaving Xiao Han confused.
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"
Old Man Hua shook his head helplessly. Maybe he was scared of Xiao Han, so he had to teach Xiao Han a lesson!
"You don't like to hear that you are stupid. Don't you know that you have violated a taboo by rashly proposing to treat King Qin? Didn't you see that King Qin didn't ask me to see him first? Don't you think it's strange?"
Xiao Han still didn't understand and asked: "What's weird?"
"For example, when you were sick, a doctor left after seeing you, and then another doctor came to visit you. Would you let him see you again?"
Xiao Han answered simply this time: "Yes! If the first person is wrong, or the second person has a better prescription, wouldn't it be safer for me to recover from my illness?"
"Why didn't King Qin mention this matter for so long? If he did, would I refuse?"
"Uh..." Xiao Han was speechless, he really hadn't thought about this!
Old Man Hua saw that Xiao Han had stopped talking, and then he taught him earnestly: "We belong to the common people, and we only treat ordinary people in small households! The imperial doctor is an official, and the ones responsible are high-ranking officials like the King of Qin! You
A suggestion, this is to allow me to cross the border and seize other people's territory! One thing and two masters for nothing! Especially because Zhang Qiang's matter first made him lose face, and now I want to steal his patients, what do you want him to think? "
After listening to what Old Man Hua said, Xiao Han finally understood: "Oh, so that's it. I think this old guy is like a mad dog, biting everyone he sees. So Master, by treating the King of Qin, you violated their taboos?"
Old Man Hua nodded and sighed helplessly.
He has long been disgusted with this class concept. In the eyes of doctors, everyone is the same. Just because you are a prince, you will not get sick, or because you are a commoner, your body will be missing a few parts.
However, here, if the prince is sick, no doctor passing by will come to see him unless there are special circumstances! And if a poor man is sick, the prince's doctor will not lower his status to treat him even if he kills him.
What seems to be the same profession is divided into two parts by this rule. What is even more distressing is that the princes and nobles occupy most of the medical resources. Even the families of high-ranking officials and dignitaries have more than one or two doctors.
There is no doctor among the common people, even in several villages! Those sick civilians can only endure the pain and survive. The four words of doctors' benevolence have long been destroyed by this system!
After the old man's explanation, Xiao Han finally understood why the old immortal was so angry. It turned out that he had broken the rules unintentionally. In modern terms, it was over the line, but Xiao Han turned around.
After thinking about it, he continued to ask unconvinced: "Then even if they can't be cured, we are not allowed to do anything?"
"Theoretically, yes!"
"Why?"
"Everyone has his own place in the laws of heaven and ethics."
The old man's words were concise and concise, but when Xiao Han heard it, he suddenly felt chills all over his body.
In today's thinking, this is a bullshit theory, but in ancient times, under the influence of Confucianism, people were divided into three, six or nine levels. Do you treat them as equals? The emperor was the first to jump out and punish you.
You nine tribes!
Ethical ethics is something that people love and hate. With it, everything will become cumbersome, and even some good things will turn into bad things. Without it, there will be so many cheaters, cheaters, and fake medicine makers in later generations.
Tell us the serious consequences of the collapse of ethics...
Shaking his head, Xiao Han decided not to think about this. This is not something he can solve, or in other words, this is not what he can solve now.
"Master, why are there so few doctors? I see there are tens of thousands of people in the army, but there are only about a dozen doctors in it. Of course, those bastards from the Imperial Medical Office are not counted!"
"What a bastard! Stop talking nonsense!"
Hearing Xiao Han's question, Old Man Hua looked around vigilantly and found that no one was eavesdropping. Then he felt relieved, scolded Xiao Han, and then said: "Doctor, doctor, heal all living beings in the world, just a rough study."
It takes ten years to write the medical books left by our predecessors, and then it takes another twenty or thirty years to travel all over the world and practice medical skills. It takes another twenty or thirty years to get used to all kinds of diseases. Do you think it is easy to become a qualified doctor? It’s just like you, not me.
If I scare you and let you out, you will be beaten to death in less than half a month! It is really difficult, difficult, difficult to become a qualified doctor!"
As he talked, Old Man Hua seemed to remember his own medical practice, and he said three difficult questions in a row with a wry smile!
After listening to the old man's words, Xiao Han scratched his head and automatically omitted the part about himself. He was a little strange about the rest of the words: "I listen to you, master. To be a qualified doctor, you need a lot of experience accumulation."
Right?"
Old Man Hua nodded and said: "Yes, the accumulation of experience is the most difficult. If you are not careful, it will lead to irreparable mistakes!"
"Then why not subdivide medical skills into those that treat external injuries, those that treat internal injuries, those that specialize in treating internal injuries, those that specialize in treating the head, those that specialize in the hands and feet, and even those that specialize in treating adults, and those that specialize in treating children?"
In the middle of Xiao Han's words, he suddenly remembered the distribution of departments in later hospitals, and a series of words almost blurted out!
"Master, you see, people's energy and time are limited. If we refine it and allow doctors to conduct more in-depth research on their own expertise, a doctor can lead a dozen apprentices, and every time he encounters a difficult disease
, let the disciples record it and pass it on, how helpful it is to the development of medical skills!"
As he talked, Xiao Han even felt that his idea was really easy to realize! And once it was realized, it would not be said to shock the world, but at least it would be a great thing that would benefit all people!
Thinking of future generations putting himself on the altar, Xiao Han couldn't help but get excited. Perhaps doing good deeds would really give people a great sense of satisfaction! Not to mention such a big good thing!
"Really, when the time comes, we will build a very large hospital in every big city, so that those with headaches and brain fever can be treated for headaches and brain fever, and those with leg pain and arm pain can be treated for legs and hands. How much time will be saved! How much time will be saved?
Resources, how much can you earn...ahem..."
He was so excited that he almost said everything in his heart. Fortunately, Xiao Han reacted quickly and stopped the car in time. Seeing that the old man was still in shock and did not notice his speech problem, he quickly continued: "Also, teaching apprentices like this,
There are patients coming to your door every day, how fast can the apprentice learn? In this way, won’t we be able to carry forward the things passed down by our ancestors?”
"Not only these, but also..."
Thinking of the significance of this matter to the Tang Dynasty, Xiao Han's excited blood rushed to his brain. He didn't realize that the mouth of Old Man Hua next to him opened wider and wider. In the end, it looked like a hippopotamus! Where is it still?
You unconsciously talked a lot, almost analyzing the structure of later medical schools and hospitals affiliated to medical schools before stopping!
And his audience, Old Man Hua, was already dumbfounded by these words, and his whole body stayed in place!
Yes, why don't we subdivide it? By subdividing it, we can learn quickly, master it quickly, and even have more time to study the difficult and complicated diseases in our own classification. Why has no one ever thought of it? What is the brain of this kid?
How do you look like that? Why do you always think of things that others don’t?!
(The division of medicine began during the Han Dynasty. However, after the war, there was not much inheritance. Later, most of them were still doctors. They must be able to treat any disease.)
A series of thoughts and questions suddenly collided fiercely in the old man's mind. He felt that he seemed to have grasped a very important point. His intuition told him that if he could do this well, it would not be impossible for him to leave his name in history!
"Okay! Very good! What else? What should we do!"
The old man shouted suddenly, calling Xiao Han back from being addicted to the images of the hospital in his future life!
Xiao Han looked at the old man staring at him with twinkling eyes, as if looking at a peerless beauty. Xiao Han, who was three feet thick-skinned, felt a little embarrassed and said coyly: "Well, Master, how do you do this?
Let's put it aside for now, it's just an initial idea. We need money but no money, people and no one, conditions but no conditions. It's really impossible to start. This needs to be discussed in the long term... Well, I have a cruel request here.
, you see, we are going back to Chang'an tomorrow. I am penniless now, can you lend me some money? Xiaodong asked me to go to Pingkangfang after returning to Chang'an..."
"Pa..." Another kick almost made Xiao Han fly out, and then he heard the old man's angry shout from behind: "You filthy bastard! Get out!!!"
(Note: Pingkangfang, one of the 108 squares in Chang'an, is home to mostly prostitutes. It is the earliest super-large red light district in China...)
Rubbing his butt and limping back to his residence, Xiao Han suddenly remembered Pingkangfang's annotation in history halfway. In fact, it can't be blamed on him that he only realized it now. At first, he just saw Xiaodong's look a little strange.
I didn’t think deeply about it, and I didn’t expect that at such a young age, he would invite me to a prostitute...
It was because he didn't understand the history of the Tang Dynasty. Xiao Han regretted so much that he didn't memorize the history book! As a result, his understanding of the Tang Dynasty was the same as what he understood in junior high school.
When he was in junior high school, Xiao Han was still a little kid. He read the history of the Tang Dynasty just because he was a simple kid who liked fighting with each other and enjoyed the world of life. Unfortunately, when he grew up and came to society, he was immediately slapped by society.
He was dizzy, and all his childhood dreams disappeared. He didn't expect that he would really have the opportunity to come to this world in this life, but the heroism of his youth no longer existed.
Opening the low tent curtain, there was already a room full of people sleeping on the floor. I wanted to kick Xiaodong to avenge the pain in my butt, but I saw that there seemed to be tears hanging on Xiaodong's slightly immature face.
People were huddled together, as if they didn't feel safe at all.
For some reason, Xiao Han felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he saw such a scene. In later generations, someone at Xiaodong's age would have been sitting in the classroom, thinking about what games to play at night, but here, he was living a homeless life, even...
I don’t know if I will be able to come down from the battlefield next time, and when will the prosperous age come?
Looking for an open space to lie down, Xiao Han felt pain all over his body on the hard soil. As a later generation, Xiao Han is undoubtedly proud. This kind of pride exists in his bones. He knows the direction of history, he knows the power of the Tang Dynasty, he
He even knew the life and death of others, so he thought that he was superior, and everything in front of him was just a drama, passing quietly in front of him. But after arguing with the person from the Imperial Medical Office today, he suddenly discovered that, what is he doing now?
Neither!
"Xiao Han? What is the meaning of your existence? Where is your soul? This is not a rehearsal. Since you are here, why don't you do something?"
In the first year of Wude, on an ordinary night, Xiao Han, later known as a saint, had an epiphany in a simple cowhide tent. During this period, the fragrance overflowed and red light rolled from the horizon...
Of course, these are just words of praise recorded in the book. The real situation is that stinky feet are everywhere, the sour smell of sweat enters the nose, and Xiao Han holds a bald head and chews it in his sleep...
It was night, and our Xiao Li couldn't sleep for a long time after reading the intelligence from all sides. He lost three warriors and tens of thousands of troops in the first battle! This was a huge blow to the newly established Tang Dynasty! As the coach of this time, he must bear the main responsibility.
Responsibility, huge pressure and his own physical discomfort all oppressed him, almost making this steel-strong man unable to bear it!
After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, Xiao Li suddenly remembered Xiao Han's words, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart. He also wanted God to remove Xue Ju's serious problem for him. Although this idea was a bit absurd, at least he felt better.
Some, after all, he is only 19 years old this year, so there will always be some youthful fantasies.
Lying on the bed, he smiled inexplicably and felt that his nose was extremely stuffy. Xiao Li suddenly remembered something and called the guard outside, telling him to find two green onions.
The bodyguard naturally followed the order and went out. Soon, he returned to the tent with two green onions in his arms. Although he didn't know what His Highness King Qin wanted the green onions for, the loyal bodyguards still found two of the best ones from the group leader.
I brought the green onions back...
A green onion about one meter high, as long as a small tree, with fresh soil was placed in front of King Qin's bed. King Qin looked a little distracted.
Thinking that he was like an elephant with two green onions, Li Shimin finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. The guard laughed and touched the head of Monk Zhang Er. He thought what was going on with His Highness, and his brain was burned out.
