What does it mean to hit it off? Feng Qingchen, Guo Baoji, and Chi Lianshui just hit it off. Within a quarter of an hour, the three of them decided to cooperate in building a medical school.
Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were quite happy. Except for the location selection and preparation of the medical school, they took care of all other matters.
They would be responsible for inviting famous doctors to give lectures, and would also be responsible for compiling books used in teaching. Of course, they asked La Sun Sixing to do these things together.
As long as he didn't look for her, Feng Qingchen would be able to negotiate everything easily, so he immediately sold Sun Sixing. The three of them agreed to wait until the prince's surgery was over before they started doing this.
Feng Qingchen calculated the time and estimated that when she returned from Shandong, the teaching materials for these three people had not been compiled yet. It would be nice if the two parties could meet again then.
The matter was decided after the three parties spoke two languages. Like Uncle Nine Emperors, the two of them did not care at all whether the medical school would make a profit. They only cared about whether they could improve the doctors' medical skills and prevent more people from dying from minor illnesses.
However, Feng Qingchen was definitely a kind person. He refused Uncle Nine Emperors' capital injection and borne the profits and losses. Then he offered high salaries to Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji, and the same was true for the doctors they invited.
Any famous doctor who is willing to stay all year round will be provided with a courtyard large enough for more than ten people to live in for free, as well as servants to serve him, and a salary of up to 500 taels a year.
"Is it too high? Can you afford it? This is not something that happens in a day or two." Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were shocked when they heard Feng Qingchen's words.
They don't know that doctors can make so much money. A doctor with a good reputation can earn hundreds of taels a year, which is considered good. As for doctors at their level, although they can earn much more, the entire Jiuzhou Continent can count it on one hand.
, the top part is not so easy to reach.
"Don't worry, I can afford it. It is necessary to give high treatment. We must let the world understand that being a doctor is no worse than being an official. What's more, we want to let people learn their housekeeping skills, so how can we not give good treatment.
Only good treatment and a stable and prosperous life can attract doctors with real knowledge to teach, and also attract more students to study medicine. I hope that those who study medicine will be literate and not illiterate.
One person will never be accepted."
Those doctors are unwilling to teach their unique skills to others because they are afraid of being robbed of their jobs and leaving future generations with no future. If she gives them and their families a future with no worries about food and clothing, will they still hide their secrets?
"That makes sense." Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui couldn't refute it. Some of the doctors these days are not just running for money. If they didn't have enough food and clothing, they wouldn't be able to devote themselves to writing books.
"The matter is settled like this. You can discuss the details later. You don't have to worry about the money. You just need to be responsible for finding a good doctor." Feng Qingchen hastily ended the conversation about establishing a medical school.
Building a medical school is not something that can be done in a day or two. For her at this stage, the most important thing is the prince's condition: "I have checked the prince's body and will have surgery tomorrow. I need you all to sleep well tonight and be refreshed."
, otherwise it will be too bad if you don’t have energy tomorrow, we will be busy all day tomorrow.”
After more than ten hours of surgery, Feng Qingchen was really afraid that the two of them would not be able to stand. People who are not used to standing would definitely not be able to accept such high-intensity work.
"Don't worry, the two of us have been prepared for a long time. We have been studying with Sixing these days. We promise to help you tomorrow instead of causing trouble for you. Just leave it to us." Chi Lian
Shui's peach blossom eyes were so bright that Feng Qingchen reached out to block them and sighed secretly.
Damn it, why does she feel like she has met another Master of the Mysterious Medicine Valley? Does every medical weirdo have a tendency to be evil in his bones?
No, no, you can't knock someone over with a stick. At least the poison doctor Guo Baoji was still very graceful. Feng Qingchen didn't stay long and left after explaining. She will have surgery tomorrow and she still has a lot of things to do.
The next day, before dawn, Feng Qingchen came to the ward where the prince was temporarily staying. Feng Qingchen thought she was early, but she didn't expect that there was someone earlier than her.
"His Royal Highness Prince Qing? Why are you here?" Feng Qingchen was already dressed as a doctor at this time. He was wearing a white robe and his hair was wrapped up. From a distance, he looked quite scary.
"I want to meet Brother Huang." Maybe this is the last time.
Feng Qingchen nodded and motioned to Prince Qing to go in with her. She had no way to guarantee to Prince Qing that the prince would survive after the operation.
Inside the room, the prince had changed into patient clothes. When he saw Feng Qingchen and Dongling Ziqing walking in, he showed a faint smile and waved the servant away without saying a word.
King Qing stood at the door with no intention of speaking. Feng Qingchen waited for a long time, but before anyone spoke, he opened the medicine box: "Since His Highness and King Qing have nothing to say, let's get started now."
Feng Qingchen took out the anesthetic, walked to the prince's bed, and motioned for the prince to lie down.
She will give the prince a combination of intravenous anesthesia, fentanyl anesthesia and hypothermic anesthesia.
The prince was very cooperative, but the expression on his face was a little stiff. His eyes were staring at the needle in Feng Qingchen's hand, and his heart was beating "bang bang bang".
When Feng Qingchen's needle penetrated his body, the prince stiffened, grabbed the hem of Feng Qingchen's clothes, and gave a forced smile: "Qingchen..." He was a little scared, but he couldn't say it out.
"Your Highness, I believe Qingchen, Qingchen will definitely help you get rid of your heart disease." After Feng Qingchen finished the injection, he held the prince's hand and said firmly.
No matter how sure she is, she must give the prince full confidence at this time. Only in this way can the prince have the courage to face the operation.
"I believe you, Qingchen, I...just leave it to you." The prince knew that Feng Qingchen didn't like anyone holding her hand, so he quickly let go.
Facing the unknown of life and death, he was afraid and uneasy. But with Feng Qingchen's words, he felt at ease. Feng Qingchen had saved so many people who were destined to die, so of course he would be fine.
He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.
Qingchen, you must heal me, I don’t want to die yet…
In the operating room, Sun Sixing, Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were already waiting there. They had prepared the operating room early, with plenty of ice cubes and blood bags. The temperature in the room was also maintained at about 25 degrees Celsius. This operation was almost
It meets the requirements of a sterile operating room, but it can only be used once.
As soon as the prince pushed in, Sun Sixing stepped forward to take over, while Feng Qingchen changed into a clean surgical gown in the outer room before going in.
Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui carried the prince to the operating table, and placed some tiny ice slag under the prince's head. Everything was ready, and they were just waiting for Feng Qingchen to come over and perform the surgery...