Yang Mo had already thought about it, so she taught the girls around her, but she still had to think carefully before she could truly teach ancient people modern medical skills systematically.
"Miss, don't worry," Mr. Bai said, "In my opinion, Miss Yang is enough to teach disciples Yang's medical skills." Although Miss Yang has not been practicing medicine for a long time, she has her own set of methods.
In the eyes.
Yang Mo said: "I'm still learning from the old gentleman about pulse diagnosis and prescription." For Chinese medicine, she is still a disciple.
Mr. Bai nodded, "Every gentleman teaches his or her own skills. I have two or three teachers. Miss, you don't have to worry about this."
Mr. Bai's words touched Yang Mo's heart. Her medical skills cannot be taught casually, but should at least be passed on to people with good moral character and determination to practice medicine.
Yang Mo and Mr. Bai came out of the house.
Tao Chong, the doctor in the Baohe Hall, couldn't help but came up to her and asked, "Are you ready to accept a disciple?" This was what he was most concerned about. If Miss Yang was willing to accept a disciple, he would definitely try to become a disciple.
Yang Mo said: "I will consider..."
Before he could speak, Tao Chong knelt down and said, "Miss, please accept me as your disciple."
She has already been kneeled down twice before she decided to take on a disciple.
Yang Mo asked Tao Chong to stand up, but Tao Chong insisted on bowing and bowing, "My mentor is no longer alive. If Miss Yang can accept me as a disciple, Tao Chong will definitely follow the miss for the rest of his life and will never take anyone else as his teacher again."
Apprenticeship was a very important thing in ancient times. After modern education became popularized, people would not go to such great lengths to seek a disciple. Even when she was in college, she would think randomly in class and not listen carefully to what the professor said.
After letting Tao Chong stand up, Yang Mo followed Mr. Bai to the drug store for a consultation. Mr. Bai checked the pulse and she listened and copied the prescriptions. In this way, she could learn real cases and make progress faster.
After reading the last patient, Yang Mo was about to go back and sort out the pulse record. When he stood up, he saw two doctors from the pharmacy walking over, holding letters of apprenticeship in their hands.
This is... Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai.
Several doctors have knelt down and raised their apprenticeship letters above their heads.
Mr. Bai nodded, "Miss, just let them kneel down. This is how they should learn from the teacher."
Yang Mo walked over and put away the apprenticeship letters one by one, and then asked the doctors to get up. She didn't expect that she could still receive apprentices, especially in this ancient time where men were superior to women.
Mr. Bai also had a smile on his face. Although there were countless people seeking advice from him, it was not easy for Miss Yang to be where she is today at such a young age. Moreover, the news that Miss Yang had accepted a disciple had not yet spread.
, in the future, it is impossible to say that more people will come here.
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As soon as the Qiuwei exam ended, the gate of Gongyuan was slowly opened, and the candidates inside immediately poured out like a tide. The expectations, worries, and uneasiness that they had when they entered the examination room were no longer on their faces, as if their spirits had been eaten away.
It was like going through a torture for nine days and seven nights. The content was to take out everything that had been in my mind for more than ten years.
The candidates in Beijing have already had their families come to meet them, and the candidates outside Beijing have gone back to the inn together to wait for news.
Chang Yining sent his fellow examinee, who was pale and had trembling fingers, into the inn. The examinee sat on the bed and raised his hand to thank Chang Yining.
Chang Yining said: "My home is not far from here. Brother, you can go to my home to rest and wait for the results to be released."
The candidate shook his head and said, "Don't bother Brother Chang. I'll ask my family to get some medicine for me. I'll be fine after just two doses."
Chang Yining nodded, but before he could say anything, shouting came from outside, "Didn't I ask you to invite the doctor? Where is the doctor?"
"It's not that I'm being arrogant, it's that every family is asking doctors to come and see their patients. There are no better doctors in Beijing, and the doctor's office is also crowded with people."
It’s no wonder that in the autumn exams of three years, every year there were candidates who fell ill after coming out of Gongyuan. In the end, they were on the list, but they were already in the loess. This is the saddest thing. Seeing those who were seriously ill in the exams, they often
Yi Ning took out five taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the candidate's boy, "Spend more money to invite him, and I will definitely be able to invite him."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice from outside said: "Didn't I give you money? Why don't I spend more money on you?"
"Little Huahua, you don't want to hire a good doctor. All the doctors have been hired away by the big families in Beijing. However, there are still a few doctors with a better reputation who are looking for people and recruiting disciples."
"What are you talking about? It's not clear. What do you think about accepting a disciple? What kind of disciple should you accept?"
The boy made a grimace after being scolded, "It's a female doctor in the capital who wants to recruit a disciple. No matter how much money I give, she won't come."
"Female doctor? Are there any female doctors in Beijing?"
"It's the Yang family, the owner of Baohe Tang."
Chang Yining felt an inexplicable surge in his heart when he heard these words, and then was shocked.
Yang Molan is going to take on a disciple.
A woman who was only in her teens could actually recruit a disciple, and the disciple she accepted was a relatively famous doctor in Beijing.
There are a few women who can do this.
This is something he could never have imagined in his dreams. Why did Yang Molan... change so much all of a sudden? There are always two faces in front of his eyes these days. One is full of shyness on his face, and the other is clear-eyed and smiling.
, walked past him without hesitation.
Although the soft smile from before was always in his heart, it didn't make him feel worried. Instead, he would always recall those clear eyes inadvertently.
Why is it so strange.
Unexpectedly, she was still by his side, and he was truly happy, but she was like a ray of light that he could not grasp. Except for the feeling that shone into his heart, nothing belonged to him.
Regret in this life.
He thought that as long as he realized his ambition, he would have a successful life, but he would leave regrets no matter what.
"It's time for the fifth master to go back. The old lady, the master, and the madam are all waiting to hear news from you." Taofu reminded in a low voice.
Chang Yining nodded and said a few words to the candidate, turned around and walked out of the inn, but instead of going straight back to Chang's house, he slowly walked to the street full of drug stores.
"Fifth Master, what are you doing here? The family has hired an imperial doctor, who is waiting to give you a prescription."
Chang Yining didn't know why he came over.
Everyone in Beijing is concerned about which family's children will be able to take the imperial examination and serve as officials after this autumn. But the medicine shop is talking about Baohetang.
Chang Yining sat down in the restaurant next to him, and the guests at the table next to him were talking happily.
"No one believes that a female doll can actually take on a disciple. I heard that she is still learning pulse diagnosis from Mr. Bai."
"No, during the day I watched Miss Yang sitting next to Mr. Bai, copying prescriptions."
The people next to him were surprised, "It stands to reason that a disciple who copies prescriptions cannot even be considered a doctor."
"I'm not a doctor, I'm a female doctor. Have you ever seen a doctor who was offered thousands of gold for a consultation? The clan camp came to invite Miss Yang twice but didn't go. What's this called? How dare you be so domineering if you don't have much ability? Then the Lu family
Didn't Miss Yang heal the young master's serious injury? To be honest, if Miss Yang were not a woman, more people would come to seek advice than Mr. Bai did back then."
"Right now, the Chang family has not returned the Yang family's belongings. Once the Yang family has money in their hands, we don't know how much trouble there will be. Just wait and see."
Taofu blushed when he heard this, and looked around hurriedly for fear of being recognized. If he found out that they were the Chang family, he didn't know how much saliva would come over him. Taofu whispered uneasily: "The land of right and wrong, Fifth Master, we
Let’s go back!”
After something like this happened, even if he appeared next to Yang Molan, he would be looked at with disdain. Chang Yining couldn't explain what it felt like, and it took him a long time to stand up and go home all the way.
Stepping into the front door of Chang's house, a steward immediately came over to greet him, "Fifth Master, why did you come back just now?"
Before Chang Yining could speak, he saw three or two people dressed as officials walking around the house.
Chang Yining looked at the steward, "What's going on?"
The steward made a grimace, "I came here to take stock of the Yang family's belongings, but I chose to come here today. The whole family is busy dealing with it. I had prepared firecrackers and waited for the fifth master to come in, but...but..." he said, urging those around him.
Servant: "Go and see why the firecrackers aren't going off yet."
There was a "bang" sound as he spoke, and the manager was smiling, but Chang Yining's ears kept ringing, as if he couldn't hear anything.
Chang Yining walked past the steward and went straight to see the officials counting.
The steward couldn't help but hurriedly spread the news to the inner house. Mrs. Chang hurried over and stood outside the door looking inside.
Chang Yining didn't even change his clothes. He stood next to the official with an indifferent expression on his face.
Mrs. Chang's heart suddenly felt cold and she ordered the servants around her, "Call the Fifth Master out. I have something to say to him."
Mrs. Chang waited for a long time before Chang Yining walked out of the house.
When Mrs. Chang saw her son, she hurriedly said: "Look at you, why don't you even change your clothes...just...why are you trying to make do with things here?"
While talking, he and Chang Yining walked into the inner house together.
Mrs. Chang was a little frightened when she heard this, "What did you say? How can you say such things?"
"Watching others counting the Yang family's property that our family embezzles, does your mother feel ashamed?" Chang Yining's voice was very calm without any ups and downs, but there was a hint of irony in Mrs. Chang's ears.
Mrs. Chang's face turned serious, "Why are you talking to your mother like this?"
Chang Yining said: "My son is just telling the truth. Yang Molan moved away from the Chang family. Didn't my grandmother and mother both say that the Yang family doesn't have much property in trust? How come there is such a long property list?"
Mrs. Chang's chest felt tight and she was speechless for a moment when her son asked her, "How do you know what's going on here? This time someone deliberately helped the Yang family and harmed our family."
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I can't do double updates these days because I have to go to the Guilin Author Salon.
I will definitely make up for it when I get back.
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