Back Off, Let Me Come

"No matter what, I still want to congratulate Mr. Dong."

Although Shen Tang didn't know why the Medical Temple chose Dr. Dong to start it at this juncture, it was still a good thing. Before, I was worried that Dr. Dong was getting old, but now he has regained his youth and can still shine for many years.

Doctor Dong 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 followed him to salute.

Shen Tang: "..."

Dr. Dong's grandson is indeed not very smart. You silly fool, what are you doing with the salute? Helping 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 a lot, whether it was the fifteen years of practicing medicine or the exam in my dream." In those five years, I didn’t have much credit. Really speaking, I just collected some medical books, but this was so that Mr. Dong could teach better and let his disciples and grandchildren serve in the army..."

This is an investment with an incredible return.

Her efforts are all for the final gain.

If you really want to care about 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 be anxious, 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 from the Xinglin 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 who are better than me in the northwest region alone."

He has been in the industry for so many years and has been treating the common people, sometimes without paying for the consultation and paying for the medicine. Could it be that he didn't want to treat the powerful and get hundreds of thousands of dollars for just one visit? Is it because he doesn’t want to take the common people’s medical fees and medicine money?

He wants to!

He could not enter the door of the rich and powerful.

People don't trust him and he can't see it.

The few people who came to see him were basically desperate to try their luck. Rather than finding him, a barefoot doctor who had become a monk on the way, people were 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 fails to work. In the end, he will be dragged into a coffin——Oh , they couldn't even afford a coffin, and if the conditions were better, they could wrap it in 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. However, it backfired. Sighing: "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 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 of time that had settled in his eyes had not been washed away. Having been at the bottom for many years and experiencing all kinds of life, some things may be understood more clearly than the think tank around Shen Tang: "Shen Jun, there is no pie falling from the sky in this world. If there is, someone must have thrown it from above."

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 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, 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 a 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 how a scholar 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 intention of becoming famous in one battle. Even the official doctor order of the country was unable to cure the stubborn disease, but he cured it in his hands. This can be regarded as a life-saving grace. The owner of this family is a high-ranking official in the court. He can even call on the imperial doctor. If he can be recommended 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 doesn't think about glory and wealth, but he just can't let go of his young grandson who has lost his parents. When he made this request shamelessly and tactfully, the senior official was stunned for a moment, and then turned into stinging ridicule and contempt. As a big shot, the senior official did not refuse outright, nor did he make a promise. He only allowed 10% of the consultation fee.

The next day, on the pretext that there were distinguished guests coming to the house.

Ask the steward to hand over the consultation fee and respectfully please go out.

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 the senior official Xiu Mu returned home, accompanied by two colleagues. When Dr. Dong wanted to step forward and call to stop the carriage, he was pushed away by the guards before he could get 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. 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 any grievance? 】

The senior official said quietly: [No, Fang Ji and his ilk. 】

The colleague 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 your door? 】

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 report to the medical department. Looking for a stepping stone, I actually found it on my head. It is no wonder that these tricks 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 that came on unexpectedly. It is hard to say whether this person can be cured. How can a mere doctor like him cure a disease that has not even been heard of by the Imperial Medical Officer of the Medical Department, who is the most famous doctor in the world? Before my son recovered from his illness, my mother donated 3,000 silver to the temple and held three Dharma meetings. God and Buddha must have blessed us. 】

Inferior doctor!

Just three words, it makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar. Dr. Dong's heart has never been so shaken as it was today, and he even thought of giving up medicine. After going back and sitting there all night, I found that apart from this medical skill, I had no other specialties.

He can't even farm like his ancestors.

That year, my father died of illness, and the family had no money to repay the debt. When the creditor heard about this, he came to collect the debt, and he was afraid that if he took a few steps slowly, it would become 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 no choice but to sell a few acres of thin farmland to pay off the debt. This matter became a knot in her heart. Not two years later, she held his hand before he died. Keep apologizing. If these fields were still there, he would still have a way out, and he could still go farming as a doctor. But the fields were sold, and he had been practicing medicine for many years without saving enough money to buy the fields...

At dawn, he continued to be a [lower doctor].

I completely gave up 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, "There is a sentence in the article "Hearing Yan Ling" that says, 'Witch doctors, musicians, and people with hundreds of skills are looked down upon by gentlemen.' Mr. Shen, 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!

He wanted to kneel down when saving people. After he recovered, he slandered her. He also blamed his recovery on the three Dharma meetings held by Sanqianyin... Shen Tang didn't quite understand this weird logic. Those who can achieve high-ranking positions should have good brains.

Dr. Dong smiled with a bit of relief.

"Yes, Mr. Shen said it wasn't."

He has lived for so many years, and he still has some judgments about who tells the truth, who tells lies, and who speaks against their will. Dr. Dong knew Bei Jiu, and he also listened to patients in the medical clinic talk about the "horse" that carried her up and down, and he knew that as a female poet, she had similar transformation methods as a bold and eloquent person. If craftsmen can do this, why can't medical workers do this?

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 his old arms and legs. If he wants to salute or kowtow, just let his grandson do it for him. Completely ignoring the youthful appearance of Dr. Dong who has returned to youth.

She didn't know why.

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 very fragile. 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, like Bei Jiu, was the one who opened the temple, his control over his own abilities was obviously much better than Bei Jiu's, so those questions were not written in vain. Shen Tang doesn't need help to guide him, he just needs to explain the specific operations and he will be able to do it.

It took a lot of effort because I was not used to it.

Shen Tang fell silent looking at what he had made.

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 any equipment to treat diseases in this era. In her memory, acupuncture needles should be the gold and silver needles like those in TV dramas.

result--

"What's this?"

Shen Tang pointed to the stone in his hand.

The stone is palm-sized and flat. On the front, it is engraved with the words "Great Doctor Sincerely" with four even lines and round strokes in seal script. On the back, it is engraved with the four words "Dong's Practice". In addition to this stone, he also has a blank "wordless book" in his hand...

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?"

Do doctors practice medicine instead of 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 have no effect' 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 have been patched more than twenty times and he is reluctant to change into new clothes. Not to mention needles made of gold and silver, he even touches 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 a golden needle be used to save someone?

Shen Tang: "???"

The current smelting technology is not high, and golden needles cannot really be used to save people. Dr. Dong learned how to perform acupuncture in a dream. 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 potions.

Both 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 a stone that can change stone needles and a book that can write unlimited medical records and medicines, right? It cannot be said that these two are useless, but they do not have much value.

Shen Tang cursed: "The Temple of the Medical Family is so stingy."

"Of course it's more than that."

Dr. Dong raised his hands to gather his energy.

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 medicine 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. Instead, 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.