Chapter 907: This is how doctors are [Please give me a monthly ticket]
Chen Tang has never heard an answer that is even more explosive than this.
"Five years? Is this happening every day?"
With the lessons of Lin Feng and Beijiu, Chen Tang also figured out the routine. Mr. Dong should have accidentally opened the Medical Hall.
But she didn''t expect the doctor''s temple to be so strict.
Five years, five years of hard exams!
The same boring dream is repeated more than 1,800 times!
No matter how big the old man Dong is, he should realize that something is wrong.
For a moment, Chen Tang didn''t know whether to say that Mr. Dong was strict or that he had a social closure, and he had not revealed his words for so many years.
"It''s not like this every day," explained Dr. Dong, "Every ten days, there is another dream."
He felt that this useless dream was a waste of time.
He can continue to think about the problems he can''t figure out during the day, and remember the learning results particularly firmly, but it will be different in reality. In reality, the body is aging and elderly, the eyes are blurred with the ears and back, the energy and physical strength are not as abundant as those of the young people in the hospital, the memory is declining, and the thinking is not as good as that of the young people in the clinic. He felt very powerless about this state, and he was born, old, sick and died, without exception.
In comparison, his dream state made him linger.
In the dream, his soul can temporarily escape from this body that is aging and decaying from the inside out and gain freedom.
Chen Tang: "…Is there a day of rest for ten days?"
She almost didn''t know where to start complaining.
"Haha, the doctor''s temple is still very good..."
Although Dr. Dong is an ordinary person, except for ordinary people, most of the other patients in the clinic are soldiers and have a lot of contact with martial artists. As soon as he heard the four words "Doctor Temple", he intuition told him that his inexplicable return to his prime may be related to this.
I heard that literary spirit/martial spirit can keep people young forever, and they will gradually show their oldness until their internal breathing is exhausted. None of the literary and wise men/martial brave men he has ever met are really old, either young or middle-aged. Could it be that I am too—
Dr. Dong looked down at his right hand.
Tight, meticulous, flawless, elastic, and vigorous vitality spreads with the beating pulse, as if the slack and darkness of the previous ones were illusions. This hand is more stable and powerful than he remembers when he was in his prime, and he never shakes his hands or suddenly numb his hands. He is confident that without relying on his eyes and nose, he can accurately find out the names and weights of various medicinal materials with his hand.
He was feeling a little nervous.
"What does Shen Jun mean is I also a scholar?"
Chen Tang shook his head and denied his speculation: "No."
Dr. Dong was in a slightly deep mood: "Who is that?"
"It''s better to be a doctor than a literati. Of course, this doctor is not that doctor. I personally think that Mr. Dong practices medicine for most of his life and is more than enough to be a chief physician." Chen Tang teased and saw that Mr. Dong seems to understand but he tried to use what he could understand, "A literati is a literary man, and a brave man is a martial man. Your situation belongs to a doctor, independent of the civil and military system. You can simply think that a doctor is a literati and a martial man, the latter is active in the battlefield, and the former is based in Xinglin."
Chen Tang said this, and Dr. Dong understood a little.
"Old Dong is frequently tested in his dreams. I guess that should be the test of the heroic souls of the sages of the doctor''s temple. You finally passed the test, and the gate of the doctor''s temple was opened for you." Chen Tang did not forget to complain, "It''s just a little too harsh."
Dr. Dong never dreamed of this possibility.
He didn''t know what the Medical Temple was, but judging from the name, he also knew that this place must be the highest holy place for those who study medicine.
The grandson next to him was stunned and listened to these things.
Young people, who doesn’t envy literary scholars/virtuous warriors? Has his grandfather become a doctor who exists the same as them?
He couldn''t help but murmur: "Why don''t I?"
A young man has no roots and bones to practice, cannot become a literary scholar, nor can he be a brave warrior. It is impossible to say that he does not envy others. Grandpa taught him not to be too ambitious, to learn his skills down-to-earth and have a skill.
Even if you don’t have any medical skills in the end, you won’t starve to death.
The boy''s heart was alive again and his eyes were lit.
Dr. Dong also thought of this.
The young body''s brain works very well. He just had this idea in his mind. The memory that quietly shrank in the corner flipped in an instant, and found the answer in the blink of an eye: "Because it''s not enough."
Chen Tang was also curious: "What''s not enough?"
The grandson also urgently pulled his sleeve.
"Is it not enough for my grandson to have medical skills?"
Dr. Dong sighed: "How many people have you cured?"
He remembered the scene of his first dream.
For so many years, he rarely dreamed of being an apprentice.
But that day I rarely dreamed that I was following the old lady next door, carrying a bunch of bacon prepared by my parents and a few air-dried fish in my hand. The old lady had problems with her legs and feet, and she felt a little painful when it was stormy, so she was very slow.
She muttered in his ear: [Baby, after coming to the door, remember to be sweet and open your mouth to shout loudly. If you see any work, do it and don’t be lazy. Only when you treat someone as your own father and kiss him will they teach you real skills. Your sister has asked you for information. He died a few years ago. No one can learn all his skills. You must be smart! Do you understand? 】
The young Dr. Dong focused on the key points.
The "sister" mentioned by the old lady is her daughter.
Married to a family in the town.
Half a year ago, an old doctor moved to the next door of my husband''s house.
After the two families moved a lot, the neighbors realized that this old doctor was from the Palace Medical Bureau. He had a lot of savings and good abilities, but he had a strange personality. When he was working in the palace, two grandchildren at home felt a cold and were treated to the wrong medicine by the cheap quack doctor invited by his son. Not long after, he lost his wife and son...
The old doctor easily refuses to treat people.
When I was lonely, I also sighed that I was desolate and no one inherited it.
When my sister heard about this, she recommended Dr. Dong.
So he came to the door with Shu Xiu.
The old doctor has a strange and difficult personality to serve.
Dr. Dong served him respectfully for several years and acted as if he was sending his pension to the other party and finally fell into a basin. The other party let go and took him everywhere to see people while teaching. Some were free and some were charged. Every time he asked him to watch it.
When he learned almost the same, the old doctor also came to an end. I spent the last half of the year on a sickbed, and I was very weak and I was taught orally in bed. Dr. Dong is always respectful and filial, rubs his back and wears clothes and feeds himself.
One day, the old doctor suddenly became energetic.
You can sit up by yourself without any support, and raise your hand to greet the apprentice who came in with water, and it is rare to show a smile.
[Daoer, come on. 】
[Why did Master get up? 】
Dr. Dong put the basin aside.
The old doctor stretched out his hand to him: [Take the pulse. 】
Dr. Dong was confused and puzzled, and still did what he said.
Old doctor: [Remember this pulse. 】
Dr. Dong felt it was not very good and his heart was shocked.
He kneeled in front of the old doctor''s sickbed with a bang.
The old doctor held his shoulder tightly, his strength was not as strong as a person with a vein. He said seriously: [Did you remember it? 】
[Remember, remember! 】????[Remember it firmly! 】
After saying these words, the old doctor seemed to be deflated with a sharp drop in strength, his face was full of fatigue. He directed Dr. Dong to take the shroud he had prepared long ago, put it on, and lie back to calmly accept the upcoming death.
Half an hour later, my breathing stopped.
He handled the funeral after his death for the old doctor and returned home after his studies. Because of his poor background, he has no outstanding family background. Even the old doctor said that he was not very talented, and no one wanted this kind of skill in going to the palace office to be an apprentice. No rich people came to see him for medical treatment, only common people. At first, they had no fame and could only find patients by themselves, and then they traveled around to make a living.
Many years later, he had to admit that his master''s judgment was right. His talent was indeed limited. His only advantage was that he lived long, saw a lot, had rich experience, and had encountered all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. Experience makes up for those shortcomings.
As old, my medical skills are also superb.
Accustomed to the various aspects of the world, he suddenly understood why the Master''s personality was so strange and unkind, because they learned medical skills, not immortal techniques of life, death, human flesh and bones. No matter how exquisite the medical skills are, the results are limited, and there are many patients in the world who suffer from diseases but have no financial resources. Even if you have the ability to treat them, you still have to make a living. However, his choice is different from that of the teacher.
Repeat the poor and occasionally append medicine.
He looked at his thin grandson, sighed, felt guilty, and touched his young and ignorant grandson: [Don''t learn from his grandfather in the future. 】
I am worthy of myself, but I am sorry for my family.
It was originally possible that children could live a better life, and even if they were not good, they could have a few more meals and have a stable place to live.
Life continues to be poor and destitute.
One day, Dr. Dong took his grandson to his journey.
Grandpa and grandson sat under the tree by the roadside to rest.
He was wiping his sweat when an old, serious and stern old man came up on the way, with the other party carrying a medicine box. Dr. Dong felt that the other person''s face was a little familiar, but he really couldn''t remember it. After all, it has been thirty or forty years since his teenager.
The old man also practices medicine.
He asked: [Young people, how many years have you practiced medicine? 】
Dr. Dong was a little amused when he heard the name "younger". They stood together, and it was even better that they might be older. He said, "It''s been thirty-four years." 】
At the age of seventeen, he became a disciple, five years of apprenticeship, and five years of learning skills.
Since then, it has been thirty-four years.
The old man smiled and said, "[I have a unique skill here, but my disciples have been withered for many years and have no disciples." Today, it depends on your fate. Should you inherit my man’s legacy? 】
Dr. Dong was stunned: [Transferring the robe and mantle? 】
After laughing: [Don’t play with me, I stand with you and call you "Brother". You have to call me "Old Brother". I also want to find a young young man to find a half-body to do what I can do if I can get half of my body into the soil? 】
It’s hard to say which one of them is first buried.
The old man was rejected but had no intention of being angry at all, and said: [Who said that half of your body was buried in the soil? I can see your face and see your face. I will live a long life, and it is too late. 】
When Dr. Dong saw that he looked serious, he subconsciously remembered the way his master looked before his death. He refused for the second time and couldn''t bear to say it. He mistakenly thought that the old man was like his master, and the old man seemed to be able to see through his thoughts and immediately laughed.
Dr. Dong said: [What is my father-in-law laughing? 】
The old man said: [You will know in the future. 】
Dr. Dong: […]
The old man asked again: [You have practiced medicine for 34 years. Do you still remember how many people have you treated in your entire life? 】
Dr. Dong shook his head: [How can I remember? 】
There are too many, he can''t remember it.
The old man was very satisfied with this answer: [I have not devoted myself to studying this unique skill for five years, followed others to see the doctor for five years, practiced medicine alone for five years, and treated thousands of patients, so I cannot learn it. 】
Dr. Dong obviously meets all the conditions.
Hearing these learning conditions, Dr. Dong felt even more complicated and couldn''t help but tease: [Who is a bad doctor after going on for fifteen years? Those with talent can stand on their own. The threshold for my father-in-law’s unique skills is high, no wonder his disciples are in decline. 】
The old man smiled and said, [You will understand in the future. 】
Dr. Dong asked: [What do you understand? 】
[What''s wrong with life and death, flesh and bones! 】
After the old man finished speaking, a strange wind blew, which made people unable to open their eyes. Dr. Dong raised his hand to cover his eyes. Wait until the wind stopped, where was the old man around him? This thrilling scene made Dr. Dong wake up from his dream and remember it later-
Isn’t the old man’s face his master?
[Is it because the deadline is approaching? 】
Dr. Dong took a sip of herbal tea and looked at the dark night outside the window. He hadn''t dreamed of the old man for many years. It was not a good sign to dream of an old friend who had passed away at such an age.
I just waited for a few months and my health was still the same.
Every night I start having strange dreams.
The medical records you have seen during the day will appear in your dreams.
There will also be a textbook for teaching exams on the table.
At the beginning, they were simple names, medicinal properties, efficacy, and pharmacology. Then, they took the prescriptions and applications related to each medicinal material, or gave a rough effect, so that they could write at least how many similar medicinal materials, various medicinal meridian points...
These are all quite simple.
What’s even more troublesome is the various medical records.
These are all good things that are hard to come by.
Dr. Dong can say with certainty that even the medical department warehouse does not have these questions comprehensively tested, let alone various pulse cases and diseases later. Ask him how to diagnose, how to treat, how to prescribe, including internal and external gynecological and pediatrics...
The question also starts from different directions of looking, listening, and asking.
Where is the traditional master-apprentice inheritance so standardized?
Mr. Dong can see a doctor, but he can catch a blind eye in the exam.
In addition to being able to be at ease at the beginning, he failed the exam again and again, which made him unable to bear his old face. Every time I finish my dream exam, I check the information during the day and read medical books. I keep the answers first. If there is an answer, I will use the questions to make things difficult for the apprentice of the clinic...
He didn''t know that the apprentice was afraid of seeing him.
But what''s there?
Isn’t it like this when studying medicine? Even his face was scared, and he didn''t even know these problems. How to save lives and heal the wounded in the future?
Grandson''s face turned pale when he heard this.
Shen Tang was shocked: "I have been studying for five years, seeing others for five years, practicing medicine alone for five years, treating thousands of patients... It''s even more harsh than I imagined... It''s starting in fifteen years?"
According to Dr. Dong''s opinion, doctors must first meet these conditions when entering the industry, and then pass the torture exam in their dreams, and then obtain the qualification certificate issued by the doctor. Once they have the qualification to practice formally, their future achievements depend on their personal fortune.
This is just the most basic introduction!
The way for medical practitioners to practice medicine is to practice medicine. When a doctor reaches the bottleneck of cultivation, he must conduct phased assessments. Only by passing the assessment can he break through the bottleneck and continue to make progress...
Even Chu Yao was irritated.
But Mr. Dong thought it was very reasonable.
“It’s easy to kill ten people, but it’s difficult to save one person.”
He remembered the night when he passed the assessment, the old man appeared and congratulated him with a smile, and said: [This is how our doctors are, not as rude as other people. 】
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??The old Chinese doctor in the article asked students to touch their own pulse before their death. This kind of lineage is really touching.
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(This chapter ends)