There is a medical clinic called Jishengtang in Cangzhou Prefecture, North Zhili. The owner of the medical clinic is Chen Jisheng, a miracle doctor who is famous throughout Cangzhou, and even in North Zhili, Shandong, and Henan.
Chen Jisheng has superb medical skills, his fees are not expensive, and he is famous. Many people come to Jishengtang for medical treatment. Many, many people.
Jisheng Hall occupies a relatively large area and is divided into many halls. In general, Chen Jisheng's apprentices are treating patients. Only diseases that cannot be diagnosed and determined by his apprentices will come to Chen Jisheng.
According to the legend of medical masters and apprentices, Chen Jisheng, a famous doctor, has many people who come to study medicine. He also has a benevolent heart. Most of those who come to study medicine will be willing to teach them as long as they have good character.
Therefore, he also had many disciples, and he brought out hundreds of disciples, almost all over the surrounding state capitals.
There are still more than 20 apprentices of traditional Chinese medicine in the hospital. Seven or eight of them are already able to sit in the clinic and make medical appointments, eight or nine are learning to take medicine, and seven or eight newcomers started learning by doing odd jobs.
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General illnesses were treated by his apprentices, and Chen Jisheng was relatively free. He was used to reading newspapers, drinking tea, and then going to see how his apprentices were doing every morning.
"Why hasn't today's tomorrow morning newspaper come yet?"
Chen Ji got up and asked his apprentice while eating breakfast.
"Master, my junior brother has already gone to the inn to get the newspaper."
His apprentice Dong Qing quickly replied respectfully, and very obediently made tea for Chen Jisheng and served him his favorite breakfast.
"Hmm~"
Chen Jisheng nodded, and within a few seconds, his apprentice hurried back with the newspaper.
"Master, in addition to the Ming Morning News and the Ming Business News, a new newspaper called the Ming Medical News came out in the capital today. I will buy it together."
The young apprentice's name is Zhao Liang, who is only twelve years old.
"Da Ming Medical Journal?"
When Chen Jisheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He took the three newspapers and immediately found the Daming Medical Journal and began to read them seriously.
This tomorrow morning newspaper was not issued today, but three days ago.
In fact, except for Beijing and Tianjin, newspapers in other places in the Ming Dynasty are lagging behind. Cangzhou is not bad, because it is within the scope of Beizhili, so the lag is usually only three days.
The three-day lag is actually nothing in an era when transportation and information are inconvenient. We have contacts every day, and we actually read newspapers every day.
However, here in the capital, a newspaper only costs a few cents. But outside the Beijing-Tianjin area, the price becomes more and more expensive as the distance increases. In Cangzhou, a newspaper costs more than ten cents.
But even so, the newspaper is still very popular. In Cangzhou, anyone with a little wealth and literacy will order a newspaper from the post station.
In the past, there were no channels to learn about what was happening at home and abroad in the Ming Dynasty. Now that newspapers are available, everyone naturally and quickly fell in love with reading newspapers, and gradually developed the habit of reading newspapers.
Chen Jisheng looked carefully and saw that the original intention of the establishment of the Daming Medical Journal was clearly written in the most conspicuous position of the Daming Medical Journal.
"Promote medicine, exchange medical skills, popularize medical knowledge, pioneer and innovate, and be proactive!"
"That's good. We medical practitioners have always lacked communication, and the common people are also very lacking in medical knowledge. That's why there are things like those quack doctors harming people. If everyone has a certain amount of medical knowledge, it will naturally not happen.
It would be easy to be deceived.”
When he saw the very beginning, Chen Jisheng couldn't help but admire it.
He has seen too many things where people who could have been saved died at the hands of quack doctors due to ignorance. Ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty really lacked some basic medical knowledge.
After reading the beginning, Chen Jisheng became very interested in the Ming Dynasty Medical Journal and began to read it word by word, seriously and carefully.
"Liu Jin, Mr. Liu, established the Daming Medical College and invited famous doctors from all over the world to be teachers. He wanted to vigorously promote medicine and research new medical techniques and medicines."
"Wu Yuntu, Zhang Zhigang, Li Anyuan, Li Tong, Qian Hui~ Among these five people, I know Wu Yuntu and Zhang Zhigang, and they are indeed famous doctors of the generation."
The beginning of the newspaper reported the founding and establishment of Daming Medical College, and invited like-minded people from all over the world to come to the capital to discuss the construction of Daming Medical College and jointly study new medical techniques and medicines.
"Daming Medical College~"
"This Liu Jin is different from ordinary powerful people. When he is rich, he actually likes to found various academies. He is the son of an elite and his reputation is well-deserved!"
Chen Jisheng muttered softly and smiled slightly.
“The bark of a tree called cinchona tree from Huanghuangzhou can actually cure hiccups?”
"This disorder can be divided into five types, and each type requires the right medicine. Can it be cured by just one medicine?"
Soon, he saw the second page. On the second page, it was reported that the bark of the cinchona tree was boiled into soup to cure the disease of jaundice.
Chen Jisheng frowned, feeling that this report was very problematic. According to his experience, there are several types of disease, each with different treatment methods.
Of course, although there are treatments for this, the mortality rate is still very high, so it is still considered a very difficult disease. Whether it can be cured or not depends entirely on God's will and whether the patient is in good health and whether he can survive it.
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"Master~Master~"
"Two patients have come. They must be suffering from symptoms. I'm not sure. I invite the master to sit in the hall."
At this time, Su Yunhe, Chen Jisheng's great disciple of Chinese medicine who is now working in the medical clinic, came over and said very respectfully.
"Showing off?"
"Two more at once?"
Chen Jisheng put down the newspaper in his hand and hurriedly walked to the front hall.
Soon, I came to the front hall, and there were a lot of people. People who came to see a doctor lined up in a long line, and there were constant coughs. It has been getting colder and colder recently, and there are many people suffering from colds and colds.
Arriving at the place where Su Yunhe was sitting, he quickly saw two patients.
"Miracle doctor, miracle doctor, you must save my two children. They are the last two seedlings in our family."
Seeing Chen Jisheng come out, the patient's family members immediately stepped forward and said anxiously as if they had seen a savior.
"I will try my best."
Chen Jisheng nodded slightly, then began to feel the patient's pulse, inquire about relevant information, and check the patient's condition.
"That's right, this is indeed a show-off, and the two people are in two different situations."
"This must have lasted for half a month, right?"
Chen Jisheng touched his mustache, thought for a while and asked.
"Yes, yes, it's been half a month~"
"We are coming from Shandong. We heard that you, Dr. Chen, have superb medical skills, so we came here specifically to seek medical treatment."
When the patient's family members heard this, they nodded repeatedly.
"There is actually no good way to cure this disease. We can only rely on God's will. And you have been going on for half a month. I'm afraid..."
Chen Jisheng thought for a while and said helplessly, this disease is not encountered once or twice anymore. We really can only rely on God's will to see if life is hard or not. Other than that, there are no good methods or medicines to cure it.
good.
"Miracle doctor, miraculous doctor~"
"You must save them. It doesn't matter how much you spend."
When the other party's family members heard this, they immediately said anxiously that these were the only two seedlings in the family. If these two brothers left, their Tang family would be cut off.
"This is not a matter of money, but this disease~"
"When I was reading the newspaper just now, I saw that a new medicine was released here in the capital. It was passed back from Huanghuangzhou. It may be able to cure this disease, but I have never encountered it, so I haven't encountered it before.
Can not be sure."
"If you want to give this medicine a try, send people quickly to the Daming Medical College in the capital to buy a medicine called cinchona tree bark, and bring it back to boil water for them to drink. Maybe there is hope. It is said that in the capital
Several cases of this disease have been cured here."
Chen Jisheng suddenly thought of what he had just read in the Daming Medical Journal, saying that the medicine brought back from Huanghuangzhou could cure the disease of jaundice.
He didn't quite believe it, but it was still a hope anyway, so he also mentioned it to the other party. Quan was a dead horse and a live doctor. The two brothers had lasted for too long. It was a miracle that they survived.
"The bark of the cinchona tree?"
"The capital, right?"
"Okay, okay, I'll send someone right now, I'll send someone right now!"
When the other party heard this, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and immediately said to the servant who was following him: "Why don't you hurry up and go to the capital to buy this medicine from the bark of the cinchona tree? Bring more gold and silver with you, no matter how much it costs."
How much money will it cost to bring this medicine back?"
"Yes, sir!"
When the servant heard this, he immediately wrote down the note on the spot, kept it carefully, went out immediately, mounted his horse and hurried to the capital.
"I'm going to prescribe a few prescriptions for you first. I'll wait for a while. When the new medicine arrives, I'll boil water for them to drink immediately."
Chen Jisheng sighed slightly, thought about it and said.
"Okay, okay~"
"Thank you, the miracle doctor, thank you, the miracle doctor~"
The other party nodded repeatedly, as if grasping a life-saving straw at this moment. Looking at his two sons who were already emaciated and tortured by the disease, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Just two sons, who are not yet adults, suddenly contracted this shocking disease. They have seen many doctors and tried various medicines, but nothing has helped. Seeing that these people are dying, I am anxious.
His hair turned white.
If this person is gone, even if he has millions of wealth and thousands of acres of fertile land, it will be of no use. He will not even have any descendants. Once he dies, all this will no longer belong to outsiders.
