Chapter 908: Bianshi, diagnosis [please ask for monthly tickets]
"No matter what, I still have to congratulate Mr. Dong."
Although Chen Tang didn’t know why the Medical Temple chose Dr. Dong at this critical moment and opened it, it was always a good thing. I was worried about Dr. Dong’s age before, but now he is reborn and can still shine and heat for many years.
But Dr. Dong gave a big gift to Chen Tang.
Chen Tang was shocked: "What is Mr. Dong doing?"
He hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, and winked at the dumbfounded grandson Dong. The young man suddenly woke up and bowed.
Chen Tang: “…”
Dr. Dong’s grandson is indeed not very smart. I''m stupid, why are you doing the same tribute? Help his old man?
"No, no, this gift is worth it."
Dr. Dong was inexplicably determined, and Chen Tang could only let him finish the ceremony and said helplessly: "Mr. Dong is worthy of me. Whether it was the fifteen years of hard practice or the five years of dream assessment, I had no contribution. If I really want to say that, I just collected some medical books, but this is to allow Mr. Dong to teach better and let his disciples serve in the army..."
This is an investment with an amazing return rate.
Her efforts are for the final gains.
If she really cares about it, she took advantage of it.
If it is another sucker, she will behave like a good person when she gets a cheaper gift. Not only will she accept this gift with shamelessness, but she also has to PUA to make the other party work wholeheartedly. However, the person who delivered the gift is Dr. Dong, and she still needs some shame.
"Mr. Shen''s credit is probably more important than my little efforts." Dr. Dong interrupted Chen Tang''s move to speak and said, "Don''t be anxious. I heard from me that in terms of talent, I was scolded by my mentor as an "elm-wood lump". It is incomparable to those geniuses who recognized hundreds of medicinal herbs at the age of three or five. In terms of qualifications, there was a saint of Xinglin from studying medicine at the age of three to a hundred years. When it comes to being an apprentice at the age of seventeen, it has only been forty-nine years, less than half of the others. In terms of reputation, it is only half a wild path. For many years, I have never chosen patients and have been spread by poor families who have received some benefits from me, and have barely gained a little reputation. In terms of medical skills, there are only one place in the northwest, and there are no less than hundreds of thousands of people who are better than me."
He has been in the industry for so many years and has been treating common people. Sometimes he doesn’t have to pay for medical treatment or pay for medicine. Could it be that he doesn’t want to go to the powerful and powerful for treatment, and he doesn’t want to get a hundred thousand dollars in medical treatment once? Is he not wanting to get medical expenses and medicine money from the common people?
He thought!
He can''t get in the door of the powerful and wealthy family.
There is no one who doesn’t trust him, he can’t see it.
There are a few people who come to see him, and they are basically desperate to try their luck. Compared to finding him, a barefoot bell doctor who became a monk halfway, people are more willing to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.
The common people really don’t have any medical expenses. If they have some extra money in their hands, they can afford to hire a doctor. They won’t be able to get a minor illness and become a serious illness. The serious illness will be delayed until the medicine is ineffective. Finally, they will drag it into the coffin. Oh, they can’t even afford a coffin. If they have better conditions, they can wrap a straw mat. If they are poor, they can only bury them in the soil.
His original intention of studying medicine was not to save lives and help the wounded, but to learn a craft to make a living and serve his parents, but the result was contrary to his wishes. Sighing: "I am also ashamed of medical ethics."
Talent, qualifications, reputation, medical skills and even medical ethics, he doesn’t understand how better he is than other Xinglin saints?
All famous doctors in the world have joined the Medical Office. Which of the medical officials in the Medical Office is more qualified to open the door of the Medical Temple than him?
Before him, how many famous doctors were there in the world?
What''s the difference between the middle?
Why was it him Dong Dao?
Mr. Dong looked at the young king in front of him. His skin had recovered his youth, but the vicissitudes of time that had settled in his eyes were not washed away. After years of experiencing the various aspects of life, some things may be more thorough than the think tanks around Chen Tang: "Mr. Shen, there is no pie falling from the sky in this world. If there is, someone will definitely throw it on it."
Chen Tang shook his head: "That has nothing to do with me."
Dr. Dong said, "Maybe it''s really Mr. Shen."
Chen Tang: “…”
But she only knows how to use the spirit to transform into cakes and draw cakes for people.
He told the story: "More than ten years ago, a senior official suffered from a strange disease, and even alerted the Imperial Doctor of the Medical Department to visit the hospital in person, but he still found nothing. At this moment, the uncle and aunt of the maid next to the old lady came to visit. The maid talked about this matter. The uncle and aunt remembered that a child from a neighbor had suffered from a strange disease with similar symptoms, and was finally rescued by the doctor pass by. The maid repeatedly confirmed it was true and was overjoyed and told the old lady. The master of the mansion immediately sent someone to the village to inquire, and then he placed his last hope on Dr. Ling."
"Mr. Shen also heard that this doctor is my husband. At that time, I thought that the opportunity was ripe. If you cure the husband of the mansion, you might be able to take the opportunity to write a letter of recommendation from the other party to enter the Medical Office... But..." Dr. Dong''s face looked a little ugly, and he was unhappy, "There is a common saying among the people: See a doctor on the bed as a doctor, and see a doctor as a dog on the bed."
The doctor''s status is really not high.
When witch doctors were not separated, their status as doctors was not low, and then there were Confucian doctors, which in layman''s terms meant that scholars went to study medicine.
But this behavior is not understood by the world.
Some scholars were even demoted to prescriptions and skills because of their medical treatment. This is true for scholars to practice medicine, let alone he is from the bottom of his family?
He cured the strange disease of this man and also wanted to become famous in one battle. Even the stubborn disease that was helpless in the imperial physician order of a country was cured in his hands. This is also a life-saving grace. The owner of this family is a senior official in the court and can even ask for the imperial physician order. If he can recommend it and give himself a chance, he will definitely be able to enter the Medical Office, so that his children and grandchildren can also change their feet.
In this world where the average life expectancy is not long, Dr. Dong did not think about glory and wealth, but could not let go of his young grandson who had lost his parents. When he made this request with shameless face, the senior official was stunned for a moment, and then he turned into astonishing ridicule and contempt. As a big shot, the senior official did not refuse or made a promise, but only gave him a 10% discount on the medical expenses.
On the second day, there was an excuse for a distinguished guest at home.
Ask the manager to give him a medical fee and be respectfully invited out.
Dr. Dong knew that there was little hope, but he still hugged a glimmer of hope and wandered around for two days, wanting to squat, but finally squatted until the senior official returned home, and there were two colleagues with him. When Dr. Dong wanted to go forward and shout to the carriage, he was pushed away by the guard before he got close to him, and the movement alarmed the people in the carriage.
The senior official lifted up the bead curtain of the carriage, his eyes cold.
He glanced at it and let it go coldly.
Dr. Dong''s elbow was broken and his elbow was broken. Before the pain could be relieved, he heard inquiries from senior officials and colleagues from the carriage.
[Who is blocking the road? Look at the outfit, is there any injustice? 】
The senior official said indifferently: [No, it’s like the skill. 】
My colleague heard the displeasure in his words and asked: [Isn’t your husband recovered from illness? Why are there any medical worker here? 】
My colleagues thought that Dr. Dong was here to try his luck.
This kind of person who comes uninvited when he hears someone''s strange disease may not be much skilled, but he must have the intention of making a name for money.
The senior official said: [It’s just that he has been treated well. 】
The colleague was surprised: [Why did that happen...]
[He has good medical skills, but unfortunately he is not upright and wants to repay his favor to the Medical Office. I found the stepping stone on my head. These skills and skills are nothing special. 】
My colleagues didn’t expect this to be the case.
He does not know Dr. Dong, but he knows his colleagues.
Naturally, I believe in my colleagues more.
[It’s a pity that you have medical skills but no medical ethics. 】
The senior official smiled: [Yes, a inferior doctor. My son is suffering from a strange disease, which comes suddenly. It is hard to say whether this person is cured. Even the medical department’s Imperial Physician Order, the world’s leading famous doctor, has never heard of. How can a mere doctor and others be cured well? Before my son recovered from illness, my mother donated 3,000 silver to the temple. Three Dharma Assembly was held, which must be blessed by God and Buddha. 】
Low-class doctor!
The simple three words make people feel like falling into an ice cellar. Dr. Dong''s heart has never been as shaky as it did this day, and even thought of abandoning the doctor. I went back and sat down all night and found that I had no other specialties besides this kind of medical skills.
He can''t even farm like his ancestors.
My father died of illness and the family had no money to pay. The creditor heard that this matter came to collect the debt, fearing that he would become a bad debt if he took two steps slow. At that time, the day was still in the summer, and the body was stinking and could not be buried. My mother had to bear the pain of selling a few acres of thin fields to pay off her debts. This matter became a knot in her heart. After two years, she held him and couldn''t help but apologize before her death. If these fields are still there, he still has a way out. If he doesn''t work as a doctor, he can still farm, but the fields are sold. He has not saved money to buy fields for many years...
It was dawn, and he continued to be a [lower-class doctor].
The previous thoughts were completely eliminated in my heart.
It’s better to treat the common people, just starve to death. The story of Dr. Dong made Shen Tang silent for a while until he sighed and said, "In the articles of "I heard that there is a saying that ''Witch doctors and musicians are all craftsmen, gentlemen are despised''. Shen Jun, medical workers have always been recognized as prescription skills."
Shen Tang refuted: "It''s not!"
Medical disputes can’t make such a fuss!
When he was saving people, he wanted to kneel down to others. After he recovered from his illness, he even blamed the three Dharma Assembly held by Sanqianjin for his recovery... Shen Tang didn''t understand this strange logic very well. Those who can reach the position of a high-ranking official should be good.
Dr. Dong''s smile was a little relieved.
“Yes, Mr. Shen said it was not.”
He has lived for so many years, and he still has some judgment on who tells the truth, who tells lies, and who says something against his will. Mr. Dong knew Beijiu and also heard patients talk about the "mount" carrying her up and down in the clinic. He knew that as a female man, she had a change method similar to the courage and spirit. Since craftsmen can do this, how can medical workers not?
Like Lin Feng and other women who can practice.
"So, Mr. Shen deserves this gift." Old Doctor Dong said another bow, and his grandson hurriedly followed.
"I appreciate the intention, but Mr. Dong is old after all..." Don''t bother with old arms and legs. If he wants to bow or kowtow, just let his grandson execute it on his behalf. It completely ignores Dr. Dong''s youthful appearance of returning to his youth.
She didn''t know why.
When she learned that the young man was actually Dr. Dong, it was difficult for her to reverse the image of the other party in her heart. She always felt that his body was very crisp. She staggered the topic: "The scholars, warriors and ink masters all have exclusive tokens. Mr. Dong has now entered the doctor''s house and has opened the temple. It should be that there are also these, right? Can you open your eyes?"
Although Dr. Dong is like Beijiu, he is obviously much better at controlling his own abilities than Beijiu, and those questions are not vain. There is no need for Chen Tang to help guide him. He can transform it just by telling the specific operation.
Because I was not used to it, I had a lot of effort.
Chen Tang looked at the things he had transformed and was silent.
Her body is stronger than a cow. She has only had a few minor illnesses in recent years. The military doctor prescribes two medications and has never seen any tools for treating diseases in this era. In her memory, the acupuncture needle should be the kind of gold and silver needles in TV series.
result-
"What''s this?"
Chen Tang pointed at the stone in his hand.
The stone is the size of a palm and is flat. The front is engraved with four uniform lines and round pens, and the back is engraved with the words "Dong''s Way". In addition to this stone, he also has a blank "wordless book" in his hand...
The tokens for new professions are all started with two pieces, Chen Tang envies.
"Mr. Shen, this is Bianshi."
Dr. Dong felt something in his heart.
This "Bianstone" turned into a stone needle again.
Chu Yao said: "Bian means using stone to stab the disease."
Chen Tang looked at the stone needles and then looked at Chu Yao. This was different from what she thought: "It shouldn''t be a golden needle and a silver needle?"
Do doctors do not use gold and silver needles to practice medicine?
Dr. Dong and Chu Yao were both silent by her problem. Chu Yao coughed lightly to correct his lord''s outrageous mistake: "The so-called ''medicine and stone are useless'' are two substances, medicine and stone."
The lord didn''t think about what the old doctor Dong looked like and economic status when he was picked up by Gu Chi. He had more than 20 patches on his clothes and was reluctant to change them to new clothes. Not to mention needles made of gold and silver, he couldn''t find any copper plates on his body...
Chen Tang: “…”
After a while, she turned her head and asked Dr. Dong.
"Does Mr. Dong still lack a set of golden needles?"
Dr. Dong said, "No need..."
How can a golden needle be used to save people?
Chen Tang: "???"
The current smelting technology is not high, and the golden needle is really not used to save people. Dr. Dong got the needle application exam when he was dreaming. It’s a pity that dreams are always dreams, but the better development of medical skills in other places will be different.
Chen Tang: “…”
This has touched the blind spot of knowledge.
She decisively changed the topic.
"What is this wordless heavenly book?"
Dr. Dong was patient: "It''s a ''diagnosis''."
Chen Tang''s eyes were clear and ignorant.
He said: "It''s just a book of writing medical records."
You can record any difficult and complicated diseases when encountering them.
The booklet also has a special place to record the medicine.
These two are good things.
He was very satisfied, but Chen Tang felt that compared with Dr. Dong’s five-year exam, his efforts and gains were somewhat incomparable.
"Non-aggression" and "universal love" are also auxiliary products, but the entry threshold for the Ink Master is not as perverted and harsh as doctors.
Beijiu and the others can also transform excavators.
As one of the temples that are paralleled with it, it is impossible for a doctor to give a stone that can change the stone needle, a book that can write unlimited medical records and medicines, right? These two things cannot be said to be of no use, but they are indeed not worth much.
Chen Tang complained: "The doctor''s temple is so stingy."
“Of course it’s not just that.”
Dr. Dong raised his hand to condense his qi.
This time it was much smoother than the last time.
The breath turned into several long green needles.
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??The scholar who was demoted to the skill because of his medical treatment was Sun Simiao, who had once passed the Jinshi.
??This is what Zhu Xi said.
??I didn’t go out to see people on National Day, so I went to the gym to practice sweating all over.
PS: This month’s monthly ticket activity post has been opened during the day, and the review has been passed quite quickly. There should be less than 100 places on a first come, first served basis.
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(This chapter ends)