Mr. Zhuang had obviously studied the past of Taiyuan Hospital, and he spoke so eloquently that not only the three children of Bai Shan, but also Xiang Mingxue were dumbfounded.
In the previous dynasty, the Imperial Medical Office would instruct medical staff to prevent people's diseases. There was also a Shang Pharmacy in the province, which purchased and stored medicinal materials. If there was a plague epidemic, medicines would be distributed to the people.
Mr. Zhuang said: "I asked Mr. Jiang that although the Imperial Medical Office is still under the name of Taichang Temple, it is no longer under the management of Taichang Temple. It has become a separate department. Xiao Yuan is now in charge."
"The Court Master is the fourth rank, which is only one rank lower than that of Taichang Temple Minister." Mr. Zhuang raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Shan and Man Bao. Although he didn't know what solution they had discussed, he knew that his disciple Mo Ruo was a master.
Said: "If you want to turn the Imperial Hospital into an Imperial Medical Office, and then build a Female Imperial Hospital next to it, I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Bai Shan asked curiously, "Who was the former chief of the Imperial Medical Office?"
"The Imperial Physician Order, there are two of them, only seventh grade."
Everyone thought, no wonder it was not easy. If the old system was restored, Xiao Yuanzheng would change from the fourth grade to the seventh grade.
After Mr. Zhuang completed the popular science for them, he sat leisurely and waited to eat the venison.
After thinking for a while, Man Bao said: "Why should we move forward when we change? Can't we just change what we have learned before?"
Bai Shandao: "Do you want to learn the system of the Imperial Medical Office but maintain your current official rank?"
Manbao nodded.
Bai Shan also thought it was feasible. After listening for a long time, Xiang Mingxue, who had figured out the whole story, smiled and said: "How can there be such a good thing in this world? You want both, I'm afraid you can't grab either."
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly and said with a smile: "The system of the Imperial Medical Office will need to add many more officials. If you still want to maintain the current official status, the expenses of the Imperial Medical Office will be much higher. It is not only related to Taichang Temple."
Yes, it’s also related to the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Household Affairs, so they may not agree.”
Man Bao and Bai Shan looked at each other and began to think deeply.
Seeing that the venison was cooked, Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "This matter cannot be settled in a moment. Why don't you calm down and think about what the Imperial Medical Office and the Female Imperial Hospital you want look like?"
Let’s talk about these systems again.”
"As for the interests involved behind the scenes, you shouldn't worry about that," he said with a smile: "Young people think too much and don't grow up. It's okay to have some conflicts."
I really have thought everything through, but lacked the energy. I'm afraid things will change in the end.
When Bai Shan and Man Bao heard this, their hearts relaxed and their thoughts broadened.
The two of them looked at each other and began to think seriously about what kind of Imperial Medical Office and Female Imperial Hospital they wanted.
No, I should say, what kind of Imperial Medical Office and Female Imperial Hospital does Man Bao want?
Her original intention was that female doctors could also prescribe medicine and train more female doctors. But what she just heard from her husband was that the Imperial Medical Office could do a lot more in the past. So, could female doctors be able to do these things in the future?
Can people in the hospital do it too?
Man Bao was very ambitious, Bai Shan was on the side to help her improve, and Bai Erlang followed behind to add fuel to the fire. As a result, the three of them wrote down more and more things in their notebooks, and they became more and more outrageous.
When Mr. Zhuang saw it the next morning, a lot of suggestions had been written down messily in the notebook. After reading it carefully, he smiled and shook his head. He did not ask them to change it, but just said: "Since you want to do this, why not
Write a discussion list, and when the queen asks about it, you will answer it."
Man Bao was annoyed and asked, "How to write the table?"
Mr. Zhuang narrowed his eyes with a smile, got up and went to the desk to search. After a long time, he pulled out an old book and showed it to them, saying: "I borrowed this from Mr. Jiang. Take a look at it, don't you understand?"
I am a teacher. This watch is borrowed. It is a copy of a famous official from the previous dynasty, Yuan Zhengshang, admonishing the late emperor. Don’t damage it. You will have to return it to Mr. Jiang in the future."
Man Bao took the fold and nodded blankly.
Then he went to study it with Bai Shan and Bai Erlang. Bai Erlang had a headache when he saw the dense words. He turned his head slightly and said: "You go ahead and study it. When you read it later, I will make a draft for you."
Bai Shan couldn't see him being lazy, so he said, "Go to the bookshelf and look through it to see if there are any medical books. We can use it as a reference later."
"Farewell, don't you know what books are at home?" Bai Erlang said: "If you want to find books, you have to go to the library. I don't want to work for free."
Man Bao also nodded, "Yes, we know all the books at home."
Mr. Zhuang on the side coughed lightly and said, "Okay, it's getting late. Those who need to go to school should go to school, and those who need to go to the clinic should also go to the clinic."
Man Bao stood up and handed the booklet to Bai Shan, "Here you go, I'm going to the Li Mansion today to see Mrs. Han Wu, and then go to the palace to report to the Queen."
Bai Shandao: "I can go to the library at noon and after school in the afternoon. Please remember not to promise the Queen yet."
"Don't worry, I won't agree to her."
Bai Shan felt relieved, collected the books, prepared the basket and went out.
The three of them got on the carriage and went out together. Mr. Zhuang saw that they were all gone, so he thought about it, turned around, packed up, and went out.
The weather is very cold, there are many fewer people on the street than usual, and even fewer people come to Jishi Hall for medical treatment.
After Man Bao saw five patients and couldn't wait for new patients, he told shopkeeper Zheng Da and prepared to go to Li Mansion with Xiao Shao.
Shopkeeper Zheng Da took out a box and gave it to Xiao Shao: "This is the high-quality bird's nest that the Li family ordered in the shop before. You can give it to them. By the way, this is the bill. Remember to ask them to give the previous account as well."
It’s over.”
Man Bao came forward to take a look curiously, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "This bird's nest is so expensive."
Shopkeeper Zheng Da then stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It is a rare thing, of course it is valuable."
He said cheerfully: "Mrs. Han Wu has suffered a big disaster this time. The Li family and the Han family have ordered a lot of nourishing medicinal materials from me, including ginseng. You have to give them a warning when I deliver them later.
, wait until she is out of confinement and her body has stabilized before eating these things."
Man Bao: "...who would think of eating ginseng when their health is stable?"
"Why can't you eat it? It's used to make soup and chicken. It's a good tonic. Do you understand this is called medicated diet?" Shopkeeper Zheng Da patted her head and said with a smile: "This health preservation relies on daily accumulation. Why?
Do you have to wait until you are sick before taking medicine?"
Man Bao thought about it and thought what he said made sense, so he wrote it down.
To prevent herself from forgetting, she told Xiao Shao after getting in the car, "Please remember to remind me after the ginseng is delivered to Li's house. I'm afraid I'll forget too many things."
Xiao Shao responded.
Man Bao came to massage Han Wu's belly and insert needles. After pressing her until she screamed, he slowly withdrew the needles and said: "It's a good thing that the weather is cold. You don't want to catch the cold, but it's better than putting too many braziers in the house."
, your wounds should scab over in seven or eight days."
Mrs. Han Wu agreed, her face still a little pale, and asked: "Can the scar on my stomach be removed?"
Man Bao said: "It's impossible to remove it completely. I'll ask shopkeeper Zheng later if he has any ointment for lightening scars. I'll send you some, which can lighten the scars a little."