Chapter 760 There are only ten students a year, how can I teach so few? (
Chapter 760: There are only ten students a year, how can you teach with so few? (Please subscribe and vote)
He raised his head and shook the small piece of tattered paper in his hand. "What does Taichang Temple mean? The students that Huatuo Department can recruit can only be admitted to the five-year program, and there are only ten places?"
"Yes, I personally went to Taichang Temple to get the official documents and consulted them carefully."
"What they mean is that the total number of students in the Imperial Medical Office given by the imperial court is only 300, but the total number of students in our various sciences is actually slightly more than 300."
“Now that we add the Huatuo Department, we can only cut down the number of students from other subjects to make up the places needed for the Huatuo Department.
Although ten students seem to be a little less, after five years, the number of students in Huatuo Department will be only fifty, which is only one or two less than the other four subjects."
"With this number, Taichang Temple can still make some decisions. If it were any more, it would be impossible."
Cheng Chubi looked at the official document from Taichang Temple with a painful look on his face, and the voices of doctors Zhang and Wang could be heard from time to time in his ears.
Cheng Chubi threw the thing on the counter in disgust, poked it with his finger, and asked the two of them.
"You are saying that this is a quota given by the court, rather than Taichang Temple deliberately provoking trouble for us?"
Zhang Yiling saw Cheng Taichang's unhappy expression and quickly explained.
"Of course not. This is indeed a quota given by the court and has nothing to do with Taichang Temple."
"This is what Taichang Qing told my subordinates personally. The head of the Nine Qing Dynasties must not talk nonsense."
Zhang Yi Ling still hasn't said anything. Now there is no boss like Cheng Taichang in the Imperial Medical Office, let alone Taichang Qing.
At most, a Taichang Cheng would come forward and chirp a few words, which would be considered a great favor to the Imperial Medical Office.
"Ten places..." Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes unhappily for a long time.
"Should I choose these ten places myself, or should I be called upon by the Imperial Medical Office?"
"This is fine, it depends on what you want, Mrs. Cheng." Zhang Yiling said cautiously, fearing that Cheng Taichang, who was in a restless mood, would suddenly get angry.
"...That's all, let's do this for now, I have to think about it carefully." Cheng Chubi left Zhang Yiling's office with a dark face, slapped his butt, and walked quickly away.
Back in his small yard, Cheng Chubi sat in the house with a dark face. Even when he saw Cheng Liang and others deliberately passing by with bamboo signs, he was not willing to pay attention to them.
He really didn't expect that there were only three hundred medical students in the majestic National Medical Training Institution.
What kind of concept is this? Even if it is calculated according to the five-year system, only 60 medical students will be graduated in one year. Think about a medical school in the future.
There are not hundreds but thousands of medical-related graduates every year. Even so, the country still lacks a large number of doctors every year.
This can only be described as outrageous in how difficult it is to see a doctor in this era.
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In the classroom, Wu Meiniang, who was listening carefully to the doctor's explanation of medical books, turned her head and looked outside the room with awareness.
Then he saw Deng Chengxin peeking his head into the house furtively.
When the doctor announced that get out of class was over, Wu Meiniang quickly got up and went outside the room. She looked at Deng Chengxin and asked curiously.
"Why, your young master is looking for me?"
Deng Chengxin saluted Wu Meiniang and said softly.
"No, no, no... Sister Wu, my young master is in a very bad mood today. He is not even willing to play cards. He is squatting there wondering who he is sulking at."
After hearing this, Wu Meiniang's expression became serious.
"Ah...then the third brother must have encountered something big, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to play cards."
"That's right, so I don't dare to ask, so I just want to come over and invite Sister Wu. Only Sister Wu can make our young master feel better..."
Wu Meiniang looked at Deng Chengxin, who had a mouth as sweet as honey, even though she knew clearly that this boy was trying to flatter him.
But she couldn't help but Wu Meiniang was happy to hear this, and it was natural. After all, when she met Cheng Sanlang, she had never seen him make a face at her.
Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang quickly straightened her clothes, folded her hands in front of her belly, and then smiled at Deng Chengxin.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Let's go and see your young master."
"That's great, I knew Sister Wu would definitely agree." Deng Chengxin smiled happily and led the way towards the small courtyard where Cheng Chubi was.
The gatekeeper saw the Wu doctor and Deng Chengxin coming hand in hand, and quickly got up and opened the courtyard door and let the two people in.
Cheng Chubi pursed his lips with a serious expression, folded his hands on his chest, and was thinking about Hua Tuoke's future.
He heard a familiar sound of footsteps, and subconsciously raised his head, seeing Wu Meiniang's charming, bright eyes that seemed to be able to speak, falling on her.
"Meiniang, why are you here?" Cheng Chubi quickly squeezed out a smile and stood up.
Wu Meiniang sat opposite Cheng Chubi, took the initiative to pick up the teapot, filled Cheng Chubi's almost bottomed teacup with tea and said with a smile.
"I have met Third Brother. Mei Niang has been worried since she heard that you entered the Imperial Medical Office today. You are not even willing to play cards. She was curious and came here to have a look."
Hearing this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, looking at this beautiful girl who still had a few years to go through puberty.
"Thank you, Mei Niang, for your concern. Alas...it's not about the inheritance of medicine."
After Cheng Chubi smiled at Wu Meiniang, his expression became depressed again. He explained to Wu Meiniang the difficulties he encountered today.
Wu Meiniang listened quietly, her beautiful eyes never leaving Cheng Sanlang's strong face and his beautiful sword-shaped eyebrows.
There is also his rich and magnetic voice full of resonance. If such a voice is used to give lectures, it will definitely make me fascinated...
However, if Cheng Sanlang comes to give lectures to the medical girls, wouldn't those gossiping girls want to peep at Cheng Sanlang's beautiful face? That's wrong.
"...Mei Niang, Mei Niang?" Cheng Chubi spat and the stars flew for a long time, but he only saw Wu Meiniang looking at him blankly.
Sometimes he is frowning, sometimes he is beaming, and sometimes he is gnashing his teeth.
Seeing Cheng Chubi touching his face, he was very confused. He didn't quite understand what was going on with this Wu girl who liked to pretend to be fierce.
After being summoned back by Cheng Sanlang, Wu Meiniang subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up the hair around her cheeks to cover up the blush on her pretty face and said perfunctorily.
"Ah, yes, Third Brother, Mei Niang roughly understands what you mean, but you think there are too few students, right?"
Cheng Chubi nodded matter-of-factly, and once again started the mode of crazy complaints.
"That's right, there are only ten people a year. How can we teach? With such a small number of students, I'm afraid we can't even meet the needs of the people in Chang'an City.
What's more, I have inquired about the tens of millions of people in many Daozhou states in the Tang Dynasty before.
Chang'an City now has a population of nearly one million people, but there are less than fifty large and small medical clinics. What is this concept?"