Three hundred and seventieth chapters slightly startled
"Old Qiao, congratulations on your promotion." The general said with a smile, reaching out and patting Qiao Minghua's shoulder heavily.
Qiao Minghua was so weak that he could not withstand his beating. He almost fell down, causing the general next to him to laugh.
Got promoted?
Got promoted!
"Not just you, but all the military doctors in the Acropolis are like this." The general said, looking at these stupid military doctors, he shook his head.
These trashes are so weird!
Qiao Minghua was the first to come to his senses. His normally indifferent expression suddenly became agitated, his body trembled, and he even became unsteady on his feet.
all…
All military doctors...
He raised his head. It was noon and the sun was dazzling, but he still stared until his eyes were dizzy.
What a powerful hope.
Qiao Minghua knelt on the ground and couldn't help crying.
He sheds more and more tears these days, as if he wants to pour out all the tears he has accumulated for more than twenty years.
Hearing the noise from the military medical camp behind them, the three generals couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Look at these people, they are just commanders in name only, as if they were generals. They are really worthless." One of them laughed.
"That's right. Now that you've become a commander, you can move up the ranks in the future. Now you're the commander-in-chief, and in the future you may be promoted to a hundred households or something like that." Another said.
That's right, it's not about the official position, but the rules. It's like a small opening in a wall. Although it's not a door, since the opening is opened and more people leave, sooner or later it becomes a door.
The two nodded.
"I really don't understand, why should we give promotions to these guys?" The general who spoke first had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "It's said that we have merit, so why don't we get any rewards?"
The two people next to him shouted at him together.
"Stop talking nonsense, the superiors have their own rules, it's your turn to talk nonsense!"
No matter how rough the general was, he still knew what to say and what not to say, so he stopped talking. The three of them looked back at the military medical camp again, and could still hear the excitement coming from inside.
However, this is really inexplicable!
They shook their heads and pouted.
Qi Yue and others have determined that Zhang Tong will take fifteen disciples to the border to train military doctors from various places. There is still a lot of preparation work to be done before departure.
The supply of medicine in Yongqing Mansion is no longer available. Hu San suggested setting up a pharmaceutical factory directly in the capital to produce all medical supplies including gauze, stretchers, protective gear, surgical instruments, etc.
This is a big project, and it is natural that Hu San, the general manager, will handle it.
"Is there enough money?" Qi Yue asked, this was something she had to worry about.
"That's enough." Hu San said with a smile, "I went to talk to the Ministry of War. It's all for them. I have to pay a deposit first."
After saying this, he carefully shook a piece of paper in his hand.
This is a rubbing of an excerpt written by the emperor. Its function is comparable to Shang Fang's sword, which allows ghosts and gods to pass wherever it goes.
Hu San felt that he had reached his peak at this moment in his life. Thinking of his complacent attitude when being chased and admired by the craftsmen in Yongqing Mansion, he truly despised him.
What are they? With a group of craftsmen, look at it now, the only ones dealing with them are officials.
With the lively activities in Qianjin Hall, and the appointment of Zhou Maochun as the medical officer of the Taiyuan Hospital, it can be said that the impeachment of the doctor because of the war has been settled. Of course, this is just the thought of bystanders.
The first thing a new official does when he takes office is that Zhou Maochun made a strange rule on the day he took office. Anyone who asks the imperial physician for consultation must first talk to him.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.
What if we can’t find Zhou Maochun by then? After all, no one can say when someone will need to call in an imperial doctor. Saving lives is like putting out fires, but you can’t afford to be delayed. Such doubts will naturally arise, but Zhou Maochun has a very good attitude.
, saying that there is no need to worry, I regard the hospital as my home, no matter whether I am eating, drinking or sleeping, I am sure that I can be found at any time.
After Zhou Maochun said this, no one dared to say anything anymore. Everyone already knew what he was going to do.
It turns out that this matter is not over yet, but has just begun.
Those who invited the imperial doctor were naturally the powerful people in the capital, such as some imperial censors and ministers in charge, especially those who had impeached Zhou Maochun. At this time, they were all complaining in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, this old man was unscathed, and even drove away the medical order of Taiyuan Hospital and took over the power of Taiyuan Hospital.
It turned out to be waiting for them here.
They don't dare to boast that no one in their family will get sick. I'm afraid no one in the world dares to say that.
Zhou Maochun did not dare to stop the imperial doctor from treating them, but he would certainly have to use verbal taunts. When asking for help, his attitude should not be the same as when he impeached someone.
Thinking of this, these people felt embarrassed, especially the older ones, who regretfully pulled their beards at home.
You can't mess with anyone, but you can't mess with the doctor. This is different from other people. Others can break up and never see each other again for the rest of their lives, but the doctor can't do it, especially since they managed to get to their current status so easily and expect to enjoy it for a few more years.
We cannot do without this doctor who can cure illnesses and save lives.
Zhou Maochun didn't care how these people regretted it. Sure enough, he was admitted to the Tai Hospital and did not leave even half a step, waiting with gnashed teeth.
"The emperor summoned me?"
Qi Yue, who was very busy and exhausted, had no choice but to put down the pen in his hand when he heard the news.
"What's going on?" She couldn't help but ask the eunuch who came.
If anyone else asked about this, he would probably only get a blank look from the eunuch, but perhaps the effect of the five thousand silver coins had not dissipated yet, so the eunuch in front of him smiled and shook his head.
"There must be something going on, and it's a good thing." Chen said with a smile, sitting on the chair and looking at her.
Qi Yue also laughed and responded yes.
Mrs. Chen picked up the tea and watched Qi Yue go out. This time she didn't send him to the door.
Qi Yue stepped out and looked back.
"Aru, go and ask the old lady to come." She whispered, pointing to the room, "please take Madam's pulse."
Aru was stunned for a moment, and walked away without asking any questions.
"Is Madam sick?" Ah Hao asked in confusion, "I think you look very good."
Qi Yue shook her head.
The complexion seems to be the same as before, but if you look closely, it is still different.
When I saw the emperor, he was still in the same room as last time, and there were still piles of memorials in front of him.
When she came in, Li Tong brought in some more.
"The ones you handed over through the imperial hospital..." the emperor said, while flipping through the memorial at hand, "I have read what it said about selecting soldiers who have recovered from the battlefield without disabilities and are literate for battlefield first aid training."
"The crude words of a common woman." Qi Yue kowtowed and said.
The emperor smiled.
"I don't care whether it's crude or not. I've said it. I only care about the results." He said, throwing the memorial down.
This was correct, Qi Yue kowtowed again to express gratitude.
There was some silence in the room.
"You can't enter the Imperial Hospital, so why not come to the palace and become a female official?" the emperor suddenly said.
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." Qi Yue said hurriedly, "It's just that civilian women don't dare."
The emperor said nothing.
Qi Yue knew that this meant that he should continue speaking.
"The medical skills of civilian women are actually not good." She said after thinking about it.
The emperor smiled.
"Is this being modest or asking for conditions?" he asked, "Aren't they all saying you are a miracle doctor?"
"Your Majesty." Qi Yue looked up and couldn't help but smile.
The emperor looked at her without looking away. He also smiled and listened to her words.
"...To say that I am a miracle doctor actually means that my method of treating diseases is something that no one has ever seen, so it looks amazing. It does not mean that my medical skills are so good." Qi Yue said.
"What's the difference?" the emperor asked with a faint smile.
No difference?
Qi Yue looked at him, was this emperor too smart? He could understand the second meaning of any sentence.
"Okay, I understand." The emperor looked away and sat up straight, "You should just worry about your face first, and we'll talk about this later."
Qi Yue had no choice but to respond and kowtow.
The woman's figure was heard in the palace, and the emperor sat motionless.
The sound of thin footsteps did not interrupt his trance.
Cai Zhong gently put a cup of tea over.
"Look at me." The emperor said suddenly.
Cai Chong was stunned for a moment.
"I want you to look at me." The emperor said impatiently.
Only then did Cai Zhong confirm that the emperor was not talking in his sleep. He quickly raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor.
"Are you looking at this?" the emperor frowned.
Cai Chong quickly said that the old slave was stupid, and then raised his eyes again and looked at the emperor quickly.
"What you see is not good at all." The emperor said and waved his hand.
Cai Chong was a little dumbfounded.
What doesn’t look good?
Of course I'm not good-looking, what's so good about a man, not to mention I'm not a man either.
What is your Majesty thinking?
Seeing the emperor picking up the memorial next to him and starting to read it, he did not dare to speak, lowered his head and retreated.
Quietness returned to the room.
The emperor put down the memorial again.
It turns out that being looked at directly by someone can make you look so good...
He smiled slightly, lowered his head and continued to read the memorial.
Qi Yue took the memorial and went out, and met Li Tong standing from the corridor.
"Should I take this directly or give it to you?" Qi Yue asked in a low voice.
Li Tong looked at the memorial in her hand and was slightly startled.
"Give this to me. It is to be returned to the Tai Hospital." He said.
Qi Yue was stunned for a moment. It wasn't for her. Could it be that the emperor just wanted her to see it.
"Oh, I took it out and I didn't know," she said.
"It's okay, it's okay." Li Tong said, "My wife took it out for me. It has been approved and I am going to get it."
Qi Yue handed it to him with a smile.
"Ms. Qi, Mr. Fan and I invited the Crown Prince to dinner. Now that the matter has finally been settled, we will officially welcome the Crown Prince. Madam Qi, you can come too," Li Tong said.
Qi Yue nodded.
The two of them then walked away and walked out of the palace gate. In addition to Ah Hao and the guards who were waiting, there was one more person.
Chang Yuncheng stretched out his hand, and Qi Yue's face blossomed into a smile. She walked a few steps quickly and put her hand in his.
