908: Bianstone, medical records [asking for monthly ticket]
Chapter 908 908: Bianstone, medical records”
Although Shen Tang doesn't know why the Medical Temple chose Dr. Dong to start it at this juncture, it is always a good thing. Before, I was worried that Dr. Dong was getting old, but now he has returned to his youth and can still shine for many years.
Dr. Dong, however, saluted Shen Tang.
Shen Tang was shocked: "What is Mr. Dong doing?"
He hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and winked at the dumbfounded Dong grandson. The young man suddenly woke up and bowed accordingly.
Shen Tang: "..."
Dr. Dong's grandson is indeed not very smart. He is so stupid and naive. Why should he follow the salute and help his old man?
"No, no, no, Mr. Shen deserves this gift."
Dr. Dong's attitude was inexplicably resolute. Shen Tang could only let him finish the ceremony and said helplessly: "Mr. Dong, I have suffered so much, whether it was the fifteen years of hard training as a doctor or the exam in my dream." In those five years, I didn’t have much merit. Really speaking, I just collected some medical books, but this was to enable Mr. Dong to teach better and to let his disciples and disciples serve in the army..."
This is an investment with an amazing return rate.
Her efforts are all for the final gain.
If you really want to calculate it, she took advantage of it.
If it were someone else who was being taken advantage of, she would have to act nice when she got an advantage. Not only would she accept this gift shamelessly, but she would also have to flatter the other person and make him work with all his heart. But the person giving the gift was Dr. Dong, so she would have to show some respect.
"I'm afraid Shen Jun's contribution is more important than my humble efforts." Dr. Dong interrupted Shen Tang's movement to speak and said, "Shen Jun, don't worry, listen to what I said - in terms of talent, he was once angered by his mentor. They are called "elm lumps", and they are incomparable with those wizards who can recognize thousands of medicinal materials at the age of three or five. In terms of qualifications, there was a sage in the apricot forest who studied medicine at the age of three and died at the age of 100, while I started as a doctor at the age of seventeen. From the beginning of my apprenticeship, I have only been a short forty-nine years, less than half of others. In terms of reputation, I am only half a wild boy. Over the years, I have not chosen patients, relying on the praise of poor people who have received some benefits from me, and I can barely do it. Save up some false reputation; in terms of medical skills, there are no fewer than hundreds of thousands of people in the northwest who are better than me."
He has been in the industry for so many years and has been treating ordinary people. Sometimes he does not want to pay for the consultation and pays for the medicine. Is it because he does not want to treat the powerful and get hundreds of thousands of dollars in medical treatment for one visit? Is it because he does not want to treat the common people? Money and medicine money?
He wants to!
He cannot enter the door of a powerful and wealthy family.
If people don't trust him, he can't see it.
The few people who come to see him are basically desperate and trying their luck. Compared with seeing him, a barefoot doctor who has become a monk, they are more willing to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.
The common people really don’t have money for medical treatment. As long as they have some spare money and can afford to hire a doctor, a minor illness will not turn into a serious illness. A serious illness will drag on until the patient is terminally ill, and the medicine will be ineffective, and he will be dragged into a coffin in the end - oh , they couldn’t even afford a coffin, and if the conditions were better, they could wrap it up with a straw mat. But those who were so poor had no choice but to bury the coffin in the earth.
His original intention of studying medicine was not to save lives and heal the wounded. He just wanted to learn a craft to make a living and serve his parents, but it turned out to be the opposite. He sighed: "In terms of medical ethics, I am ashamed."
In terms of talent, qualifications, reputation, medical skills and even medical ethics, he didn't understand how he was better than other Xinglin Saints?
All the famous doctors in the world have joined the Medical Office. Which of the medical officers in the Medical Office is not more qualified than him to open the door to the medical temple?
How many famous doctors were there in the world before him?
What's the difference?
Why did it happen to be him, Dong Dao?
Dr. Dong looked at the young king in front of him. His skin had regained its youth, but the vicissitudes that had settled in his eyes had not been washed away. He had been hanging around at the bottom for many years and experienced all kinds of life. Some things may be better than those around Shen Tang. The think tank thought more clearly: "Mr. Shen, there is no pie falling from the sky in this world. If there is, someone must have dropped it on it."
Shen Tang shook his head: "That has nothing to do with me."
Dr. Dong said: "Maybe it's really Mr. Shen."
Shen Tang: "..."
But she can only use her words to turn cakes into cakes and draw cakes for people.
He told the story: "More than ten years ago, a high-ranking official suffered from a strange disease. He even alerted the medical department to order a visit to see the doctor in person, but still found nothing. At this time, the uncle and aunt of the maid next to the old lady came to see him. When I came to visit, my maid mentioned this matter in a casual chat. My uncle and aunt remembered that a neighbor's child had suffered from a strange disease with similar symptoms, and was finally saved by a passing doctor. The maid repeatedly confirmed that it was true, and was overjoyed to tell the old lady. The master of the house I immediately sent someone to the village to inquire about it, and then I placed my last hope on Dr. Ling."
"Jun Shen also heard that this doctor is me. At that time, I also thought that if the opportunity was ripe and cured my husband, I might be able to take advantage of the opportunity and get him to write a letter of recommendation to enter the medical department... But... ..." Dr. Dong's face looked a bit ugly for no reason, and he said in an unhappy tone, "There is a popular saying among the people: when you look at a doctor on the bed, you are a doctor, but when you look at a doctor when you are lying down, you are a dog."
The status of doctors is really low.
When witch doctors were not separated into different families, the status of doctors was not low. Later, there were Confucian doctors. Generally speaking, scholars went to study medicine.
But this behavior is not understood by the world.
Some scholars were even demoted to the rank of Fang Ji because of their medical skills. This is true for a scholar who practices medicine, not to mention that he comes from a lower class background.
He cured the strange disease of the husband of the family, and he also had the idea of becoming famous in one battle. The stubborn disease that even the official doctor of the country was unable to cure was cured by his hands. This can also be regarded as a life-saving grace. The owner of the family is a member of the imperial court. A high-ranking official can even call on the imperial doctor. If he can be recommended once and given a chance, he will definitely be able to enter the medical office, so that his children and grandchildren can also change their ways.
In this world where the average life expectancy is short, Dr. Dong did not think about glory and wealth, but he just couldn't let go of his young grandson who had lost his parents. When he made this request shamelessly and euphemistically, the senior official was stunned for a moment, and then said: It turned into stinging ridicule and contempt. As a big shot, the senior official did not refuse directly, nor did he make a promise. He only allowed 10% of the consultation fee.
On the second day, he made an excuse to have distinguished guests at his house.
Ask the steward to hand over the consultation fee and please go out respectfully.
Dr. Dong knew that there was little hope, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope. He wandered around the area for two days, trying to find someone, and finally waited until the senior official returned home, accompanied by two colleagues. When Dr. Dong wanted to
He stepped forward to shout to the carriage, but was pushed away by the guards before he even got close. The movement alerted the people in the carriage.
The senior official raised the bead curtain of the carriage, his eyes cold.
He glanced at it and put it down coldly.
Dr. Dong's elbow was bruised and the skin was broken. Before the pain subsided, he heard inquiries from senior officials and colleagues in the carriage.
[Who is blocking the road? Look at the attire, is there a grievance? 】
The senior official said quietly: [No, Fang Ji and his ilk.]
Colleagues heard the displeasure in his words and asked: "Isn't the young man in your house recovered from his illness? Why do doctors still come to visit?"
Colleagues thought Dr. Dong was also here to try his luck.
This kind of person who comes uninvited after hearing someone's strange illness may not have much ability, but he must have the intention to gain fame and wealth.
The senior official said: [He was the one who cured me.]
Colleagues were surprised: [Then why...]
[His medical skills are good, but it’s a pity that he has evil intentions and wants to take advantage of his kindness to join the medical department. Looking for a stepping stone, he actually found his way to me. It’s no wonder that these magical skills are annoying. 】
Colleagues did not expect this to be the case.
He didn't know Dr. Dong, but he knew his colleagues.
Naturally, I trust the words of my colleagues more.
[Unfortunately, there are medical skills but no medical ethics.]
The senior official smiled: [Yes, inferior doctor. My son is suffering from a strange disease. It came unexpectedly. It is hard to say whether this person can be cured. It is a disease that has not even been heard of by the Imperial Medical Officer of the Medical Department, the most famous doctor in the world.
, how can a mere doctor like me cure him well? Before my son recovered from his illness, my mother donated three thousand silver to the temple and held three Dharma meetings. It must be the blessing of the gods and Buddhas.]
Poor doctor!
Three simple words can make people feel as if they have fallen into an ice cellar. Dr. Dong's heart has never been so shaken as it was today, and he even had the idea of abandoning medicine. He went back and sat there all night, and found that apart from this medical skill, he had no other skills.
Has no other specialties.
He can't even farm like his ancestors.
When my father died of illness and the family had no money to repay the debt, the creditor heard about the incident and came to collect the debt. He was afraid that if he took a few steps slowly, it would be a bad debt. It was still the dog days of summer, and the body was stinking and could not be buried, so my mother had to endure the pain and bury several acres of land.
The sale of Susukada to pay off debts became a knot in her mind. Not even two years later, she held his hand and couldn't stop apologizing before she died. If these fields were still there, he would still have a way out, and he could still go there if he was not a doctor.
Farming, but the land was sold, and he had been practicing medicine for many years but could not save any money to buy the land...
At dawn, he continued to be a [lower doctor].
I completely gave up all my previous thoughts in my heart.
It doesn't matter if we can only provide medical treatment to the common people, as long as they don't starve to death.
Dr. Dong's story made Shen Tang silent for a while, until he sighed and said: "In the article "Hearing Words and Spirits", there is a sentence: 'Witches, doctors, musicians, people with hundreds of skills, gentlemen despise'. Shen Jun, medical workers have always been regarded as
Identified as Fang Ji and his ilk.”
Shen Tang refuted: "It's not!"
Medical troubles can’t be made like this!
When rescuing people, he wanted to kneel down. After he recovered, he slandered him and blamed his recovery on the three Dharma meetings held by Sanqianyin... Shen Tang didn't quite understand this kind of weird logic. He was able to achieve a high-ranking official position. Yes, my brain should be fine.
Dr. Dong smiled with a bit of relief.
"Yes, Mr. Shen said it is not."
He has lived for so many years, and he still has some judgment about who tells the truth, who tells lies, and who speaks against his will. Dr. Dong knew Bei Jiu, and he also listened to patients in the hospital talk about carrying her. The "mount" of a high-level and low-level person knows that as a female ink artist, she has a transformation method similar to Wu Guanyingling. If a craftsman can do this, why can't a medical engineer do it?
Another example is Lin Feng, a female gentleman who can cultivate.
"So, Mr. Shen deserves this gift." Dr. Dong said and bowed again, and his grandson hurriedly followed.
"I understand your intention, but Mr. Dong is getting old after all..." Don't worry about old arms and legs. If he wants to salute or kowtow, just let his grandson do it for him. He completely ignored Dr. Dong's youthful return to youth. face.
She didn't know why either.
When she learned that the young man was Dr. Dong, it was difficult for her to change his image in her mind. She always felt that his body was fragile, so she changed the subject: "Scribes, warriors and Mohists all have their own tokens. Mr. Dong is now After joining the medical family and opening the temple, you should also have these things, right? Can you open your eyes?"
Although Dr. Dong is the same person who opened the temple like Bei Jiu, his control over his own abilities is obviously much better than that of Bei Jiu. Those questions are not written in vain. Shen Tang is not needed to help guide, he only needs to explain the specific operations. , he can transform it.
It took a lot of effort because I wasn't used to it.
Shen Tang looked at what he had transformed into and fell silent.
Her body is stronger than that of an ox. She has only had a few ailments over the years, and the military doctor only prescribed two patches of medicine. She has never seen the equipment used to treat diseases in this era. In her memory, the acupuncture needles should be the golden needles like those in TV dramas. Silver needle is the right one.
result--
"What's this?"
Shen Tang pointed to the stone in his hand.
The stone is palm-sized and flat. On the front is engraved the words "Great Doctor Sincerely" with four even lines and round strokes in seal script. On the back is engraved with the four words "Dong Shixing Dao". In addition to this stone, he also has a book in his hand. Blank "wordless book"...
New career tokens always start with two pieces, which Shen Tang is envious of.
"Shen Jun, this is a meteorite."
Dr. Dong felt something in his heart.
This "bianstone" turned into a stone needle again.
Chu Yao said: "Bianstone is used to stab diseases with stones."
Shen Tang looked at the stone needle and then at Chu Yao. This was different from what she thought: "Shouldn't it be a gold needle or a silver needle?"
When doctors practice medicine, they do not use gold or silver needles, but stone needles?
Dr. Dong and Chu Yao were both silenced by her question. Chu Yao corrected his master's outrageous mistake with a slight cough: "The so-called 'medicine and stone are useless' means medicine and meteorite."
The Lord also doesn’t want to think about the appearance and financial status of Dr. Dong who was picked up by Gu Chi. His clothes had more than twenty patches and he was reluctant to change into new clothes. Not to mention needles made of gold and silver, he even touched copper plates. Not a few...
Shen Tang: "..."
After a while, she turned to ask Dr. Dong.
"Does Mr. Dong still need a set of gold needles for acupuncture?"
Dr. Dong held back a sentence: "No need..."
How can golden needles be used to save people?
Shen Tang: "???"
The current smelting technology is not high, and golden needles can't really be used to save people. Dr. Dong learned how to perform acupuncture while dreaming. It's a pity that dreams are always dreams. If medical skills are better developed in other places, things will be different. .
Shen Tang: "..."
This touches on the blind spot of knowledge.
She decisively changed the subject.
"What is this wordless heavenly book?"
Dr. Dong was very patient: "It's a 'clinical record'."
Shen Tang's eyes were clear and confused.
He said: "It's a booklet for writing medical records."
You can record any incurable diseases you encounter.
The booklet also has a special place for recording medicines.
Both of these are good things.
He was very satisfied, but Shen Tang felt that compared with Dr. Dong's five-year examination, the effort and reward were somewhat out of proportion.
"Non-attack" and "universal love" are also auxiliary products, but the entrance threshold for Mohists is not as perversely strict as that of healers.
Beijiu and the others can also transform into an excavator.
As one of the holy temples parallel to it, it is impossible for a doctor to give him a stone that can change stone needles and a book that can write unlimited medical records and medicines? It cannot be said that these two are useless, but they are indeed of little value.
Shen Tang slandered: "The temple of the medical family is so stingy."
"Nature is more than that."
Dr. Dong raised his hands to collect his breath.
This time it was much smoother than last time.
The breath turned into several long green needles.
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The scholar who was demoted to the technical stream because of his medical skills was Sun Simiao, who was once a Jinshi.
This was said by Zhu Xi.
During the National Day, I didn’t go out to watch people follow the crowd. I went to the gym and worked up a sweat.
PS: This month’s monthly ticket activity post has been opened during the day, and the review is quite fast. There should be less than 100 places, first come, first served.
