Upon hearing that they were going to have a big fight with the emperor, several people fell silent. Only Zhao Lingbo's eyes lit up.
This world is the world of immortal cultivators, but not many ordinary human beings know about immortal cultivators.
Although the people in the Taiyuan Hospital are extremely marginalized courtiers, they are still officials in the court after all, and they are clear about those who cultivate immortality.
They also heard about the conflict between the emperor and the censor Liu Yi yesterday.
Now that the emperor wants them to follow, they will naturally fight against the immortal cultivators. As mortals, they know nothing except medical skills. If they really want to go up, they will die.
But Zhao Lingbo didn't think so. After she knew the truth, she already hated immortal cultivators and worshiped Xu Mochen extremely.
Since there are immortals in the world, how could he let his father guard the isolated city and end up with a tragic death?
Do it! Do it hard!
She took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, please make it clear that my daughter is willing to go through fire and water without hesitation."
Zhang Tongyuan was silent for a while. He was already old and dying. There was little point in living like this. Seeing that his apprentices all agreed, he simply said: "Your Majesty, I am also willing to follow you!"
Although Wei Chen is old, it is okay to stand by and help.
"What are you talking about?" Xu Mochen waved his hand, "You are imperial doctors and engaged in medical research. Fighting is not something you are good at.
Besides, your opponent is a cultivator, so if you slap him in the face, you will become meat patties."
What you said is true, and you are worthy of Your Majesty.
"That's what I think," Xu Mochen motioned for everyone to sit down, "Now Da Qian has just unified the world, but everyone knows the situation inside.
North Korea's treasury cannot make ends meet. I want to do something for the people of the world, but I am unable to do so.
However, I feel that if we start in a down-to-earth manner when doing things for the country and the people, no matter how big or small, this will be worthy of the people of the world."
Everyone nodded, the emperor was indeed a wise king, and he worried about all the people of the world all day long.
Worry about the country and the people!
Doctors are benevolent, what Xu Mochen said is in line with everyone's thoughts.
"It's a pity that this hospital is idle. It's a waste of the medical skills of all of you," Xu Mochen said about his plan. "So, I plan to set up a 'National Medical Center' in the capital and open it to the outside world in my name and the name of the country." "National Medical Center?" Zhao Lingbo was stunned, "Your Majesty means to let the ministers and others treat diseases for the common people in the world."
Since ancient times, the imperial doctors of the imperial hospital have superb medical skills and have treated the royal ministers, nobles and others.
"Yes, it is completely open to the outside world," Xu Mochen affirmed. "In addition, we can also unite with private medical clinics in the capital and let the doctors there participate, all in the name of the country.
In this way, if a doctor-patient dispute arises in the future, the state will intervene to deal with it.
Hmm... As for the department, let’s call it ‘Ministry of Health’. If it can penetrate into local areas in the future, it will slowly branch out into other departments.”
What he said was like a bolt from the blue.
The troubled times have just ended. If you are sick, those who have money will seek diagnosis from a skilled medical practitioner, while those who have no money will find a medical practitioner for treatment, or just take random medicines. If you have no other choice, you have to wait and see what fate will bring.
Even if diagnosis, treatment and medication are taken, if you die, you will die, and it’s hard to explain if you cause trouble.
Daqian local people have various small official and semi-charitable medical clinics and pharmacy organizations.
It's just that after the troubled times, limited resources, and the disconnect between the central and local governments, many of them existed in name only.
But what Xu Mochen said requires the emperor to fully intervene in the medical system in the name of the country, reintegrate it, and bear part of the responsibility for doctors and patients. This is tantamount to a certain degree of security.
"Your Majesty," Zhang Tongyuan murmured, "What if... there are too many problems."
They rely on traditional Chinese medicine, and no one dares to say that it can cure all diseases.
Xu Mochen has learned that some of the currently popular prescriptions, medical techniques, etc. among the human race are researched and passed down from generation to generation by the human race themselves.
And most of them were taught by immortal cultivators during the reform and opening up of the world of immortality.
It's just that in the eyes of immortal cultivators, the human race is humble and can only be cured and controlled, and they don't teach it with all their money.
Besides, some immortal magic pills made from the flesh and bones of the living dead, on the one hand, don’t have medicinal herbs, and on the other hand, mortals can’t use them in conjunction with the refining of immortality, so if they are given, they will be given in vain.
But because of this, it is equivalent to saying that the existing human medical technology has been locked up by immortal cultivators.
It comes and goes at those levels. At most, it is a human doctor with great wisdom who improves or introduces new things.
Therefore, what Zhang Tongyuan said is not unreasonable. He should give patients the full coverage. If too many people die, how can the National Medical Center afford the compensation?
"This is another problem," Xu Mochen smiled, "My dear friends and I must work together to improve the cure rate of the disease.
Simply put, we need to make a major breakthrough in medicine!"
Not only Zhao Lingbo, but also Zhang Tongyuan, Li Wenhong and other imperial doctors were all excited.
Those who study medicine, even if they come up with a new prescription, can be called a master.
Now the emperor has said that there must be a "major breakthrough" and if he participates, his presence will be indispensable in medical history books.
"Step by step," Xu Mochen was very satisfied with everyone's shock. "The National Medical Center will be established first. You will go to see a doctor first. When there is a breakthrough in medicine and everyone is more confident, we will move on to the next step.
Why, you still feel that your medical skills cannot attract the people of the capital."
"Your Majesty," Zhang Tongyuan's face flushed with excitement, his white beard bristling, "I'm sorry for being rude. When I complained about my pulse-breaking illness, I was known as the 'Ghost Gate's Golden Hand'.
Two fingers and one move, never make a mistake.
If Wei Chen goes out to see a doctor, the people waiting in line will definitely be able to go to the suburbs."
"You can't see too much in one day," Xu Mochen encouraged. "At first, things are rare and valuable, and the number of people is fixed every day. If there is an emergency, we can adjust it urgently.
In addition, consultation fees are set at different levels according to the level of qualifications, and we collect the money first.
Prescribe the medicine, find a pharmacy with fixed quality and suitable price, and establish long-term cooperation in the name of the country."
Xu Mochen also stood up as he said this: "Once the reputation and trust have been established, we can then introduce the responsible handling of doctor-patient issues.
As for the future, we will control drug sources step by step, establish pharmaceutical factories, and research new drugs.
If the national treasury is sufficient, a medical security system can also be introduced. Simply put, the state department will provide subsidies to medical patients based on their condition and the drugs used."
Well, what Xu Mochen wants to do is a modern medical system.
Doesn’t the cultivator want to divert and weaken his corresponding national destiny? Then he must do the opposite and strengthen his own national destiny.
If you want to strengthen your national destiny, you can only benefit the people.
Besides, starting with medical treatment, it benefits mortals, making them healthy, extending their lives, and increasing their average life span, which invisibly increases the number of human beings.
Immortal cultivators who rely on the human race to gain immortality and refine their Qi will not experience much backlash.
Moreover, he mainly targets mortal diseases and has no central conflict with immortal cultivators.
Taiyuan Hospital is directly under his own control and it is a small department. Even if the ministers want to object, they can't find any reason.
With this knife, he will cut the immortal cultivator into silence.
Maybe there are sect forces that agree with you!
Tang Derun was also filled with words, he was worthy of being the majesty he admired. A dilapidated and abandoned imperial hospital could come up with such a good idea.
It’s better to find a way to devote yourself as soon as possible.