Chapter 138 The Inheritance of the Medical Immortal
"Foster mother~"
Li Ji suddenly heard a vague call, followed the sound and saw Yue'er trotting and waving to her.
The daughter's two loops of pigtails jumped and jumped as she trotted. The morning light penetrated through her hair, forming warm yellow circles, as if they were glowing.
Looking from Yue'er's smile, there was a pair of beautiful faces behind her.
"Yue'er? Duanmu Rong?"
Liji stopped her work of picking herbs and looked at Duanmu Rong with surprise. Because the latter gave her the impression of a smile, and her face was still cold, but there was no indifference.
What did Yue'er do? It's only been a few days, and Duan Murong's condition seems to be...
Before Jing Ke rushed out, he put down the sieve and waved happily to Yue'er.
At the same time, Jing Ke also said softly to Li Ji: "Hey, Duan Murong is here too. In her condition, can she bear it?"
"Father and mother, I'm back. Master is already well. He only needs a few more days of training and he can diagnose and treat the disease."
As soon as the moon came up, it gave me a big surprise.
"Master?"
Jing Ke and Li Ji looked at each other, feeling puzzled.
Duan Murong walked up to the couple and saluted solemnly: "Gongsun Liji, Jing Ke, and Yue'er have extraordinary talents in medical skills. I have decided to accept her as a disciple and teach them all they have learned throughout their lives. You two
They are her parents and elders. I did not inform you about this in advance, so please forgive me."
"Accept Yue'er as your disciple?"
The couple was very surprised. Duanmu Rong is almost the most skilled person in the world today. She wants to accept Yue'er as her successor?
Li Ji couldn't help but look at her daughter with a searching gaze.
Yue'er raised her head to meet her gaze, her big eyes full of determination and longing, "Foster mother, I have already become a disciple. I want to learn medical skills well, cure Tianming's strange disease, and then study more strange diseases. I want to
Become a medical scientist who can bring hope to millions of people."
As a foster mother, Li Ji was naturally very pleased that her daughter had such a dream. However, what is a medical doctor?
"Physician, medical scientist?"
"Medical scientist, this is what I told Yue'er."
Duan Murong took the initiative to explain: "Over the past hundreds of years, various medical schools have produced many amazing masters of medical skills. However, the inheritance method of medical schools is doomed, and what these masters learned is often lost in the world."
"For example, the famous doctor Bian Que, but only a hundred years ago, the medical books he left behind are now difficult to find, let alone passed down to the next generation.
The practice and breakthroughs made by this master in medical skills should have guided medical scholars to avoid countless detours and pointed the way forward. However, "
Duan Murong paused and sniffed, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, but now they looked even redder.
Doctors are completely different from the other schools of thought. Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, Yin-Yang, and farmers all have their own sects, but there is no such sect of doctors.
Duan Murong herself was only led by her master Nian Duan and ran a medical village. According to this inheritance method, it is normal for her to disappear after one or two generations.
If we want to ensure the inheritance and development of medical knowledge, we have to find breakthroughs from the doctors themselves.
"Medical scientists should not only learn and practice from behind the master, but also break through sectarian opinions, learn from more doctors, absorb more experiences for research, and write medical books that are widely distributed throughout the world and passed down to future generations."
It would be better if we could cooperate with the power of the state to open schools and train professional talents in a targeted manner.
Duan Murong couldn't help but think of Lu Yan.
When he opened a school in Qin, Lu Yan had already sold it. The school had courses on Qin law, arithmetic, ethics and law, art of war, etc. It was even heard that Lu Yan wanted to invite hundreds of scholars to settle in the school.
If doctors continue to act as they did before, hanging on to help the world and fighting alone, they will eventually be stuck in the original predicament and repeat the sorrow over and over again.
She stroked Yue'er's head and said with a smile: "Yue'er, don't think too far ahead now. It's very difficult to learn from me, so be prepared to suffer."
"Yes, Master."
Yue'er pursed her lips, nodded fiercely, and made two dimples.
"Okay, Yue'er, if you are ambitious and will benefit the world, even if the founder of the Mohist family is here, he will definitely support your decision."
Jing Ke brushed back his bangs, bent down and stretched his neck and said to Yue'er: "Don't neglect your martial arts. Keep fit. The body is the foundation of everything at any time."
"I understand, foster father."
"Hmm~"
Jing Ke straightened up, clicked his tongue, turned to look at Li Ji and said with a smile, "When children grow up, they have their own ideas."
Li Ji's eyebrows moved and she rolled her eyes at this guy. Then she took a few steps forward and slowly held Duanmu Rong's hands, "Miss Duanmu, Yue'er is determined to learn medical skills. I couldn't be happier if you can accept her as your disciple."
From now on, this child will trouble you."
"Well, Gongsun, Gongsun, sister, I can call you that."
Duan Murong suddenly stumbled a little, and her cold face seemed a little shy.
"Haha, of course, sister Duanmu."
Jing Ke, who was on the side, narrowed his eyes, trembled his brows, and secretly complained in his heart: These women recognize each other very quickly, I don't understand.
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Not long after, Duan Murong came to Xiang Shaoyu's ward.
Xiang Liang, who was guarding his nephew, was so surprised that he stepped in front of Duanmu Rong in one swift step and shouted excitedly: "Are you Mr. Duanmu Rong?!"
Guo Sheng pressed Xiang Liang's shoulders in time and said, "Clan Chief Xiang, please calm down."
"I'm Duanmu Rong. I'm just here to check it out today. The specific situation and treatment plan will be determined after diagnosis."
"Yes, yes, please sir."
Xiang Liang responded repeatedly and then quickly got out of the way.
Just when they entered Xiang Shaoyu's ward, a head suddenly appeared on the wall of the hospital. It was Tianming who lived next door.
He lay on the wall of the hospital, raised his neck and looked towards the ward, but could not see anything.
"Hey? Who is that unknown woman? Uncle Guo and Uncle Xiang both seem to respect her. Duanmu Rong, Mr. Duanmu, eh?"
"Could she be that doctor who is more powerful than Uncle Guo? In this case, Uncle Xiang's nephew will get well soon."
"By the way, don't tell me that my father, mother, and Yue'er have all gone to find Mr. Duanmu. Why, even though this person is here, they haven't come back to see me yet."
Tianming rolled his eyes, then climbed up the courtyard wall with both hands, and then jumped over with a "swipe".
"Hey, it landed perfectly. Let me see what's going on."
He moved his ankles, then tiptoed closer to the window, leaning against the wall and moving one of his eyes to the window.
Oh, the one lying on the bed in purple clothes is Xiang Shaoyu. He is quite handsome, but unfortunately he is still a little bit worse than me.