Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

"Okay, rest and rest..." Zhu Yuanzhang hugged Empress Ma's back and walked towards the bedroom.

Speaking of Zhang Song, the normalization work has already started.

Although he hadn't seen Zhu Yuanzhang recently, he knew exactly what Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to do.

After signing in every morning, immediately start investing in upgrading the medical system.

Doctors are now trained in the medical center.

But Zhang Song wants to cultivate the drug system as well.

At least it can make pills.

The popularity of pills will greatly increase the health index of the people of Ming Dynasty.

Self-protection requires more people in Ming Dynasty, so it can create a demographic dividend.

After all, when everyone picks up firewood, the fire burns high.

Zhang Song walked towards the medical hall at a slow pace.

He hasn't been to the medical hall for almost a long time.

In the new academy, people who have studied mathematics have been studying for half a year.

According to Zhang Song's original idea, those who study mathematics can come out to work after half a year.

Mathematics is very practical.

The accounts of businessmen, the statistics of the treasury, the calculation of the mu of households, the accounts of each county government, and so on.

Both require mathematical calculations.

And after Zhang Song handed them the nine-nine multiplication table, he was able to calculate a lot of accounts even with mental arithmetic.

Before, this ability was only mastered by a few people.

Now Zhang Song has trained a lot of mathematics talents.

This has greatly improved the ability of the accounts of the Treasury Department.

But some people are not happy.

There were very few people engaged in this skill at the beginning, but now there are so many more people.

The group of people who originally wanted to rely on this rice bowl for food could not help but deepen their resentment towards Zhang Song.

It can be said unambiguously that these people can't wait to eat Zhang Song.

"Master Zhang, are you here?" Yu Jiayan, who is in charge of medical management, immediately greeted him.

Zhang Song didn't pay attention to what he said yesterday.

This kind of blackmailed medical troubles also happened frequently in the civilized age where Zhang Song lived.

There are also bastards who specialize in medical trouble.

They help patients become doctors, and after receiving compensation, professional doctors can get a part of the commission.

As a very smart Chinese.

Since ancient times, there is nothing they can't do, only what you can't think of...

In Zhang Song's view, those little bastards don't want to talk to them now.

What he wants to do is to train pharmaceutical talents.

To be able to purify various medicines from plants, minerals, animals, etc., it requires a certain amount of chemical knowledge.

These books can be bought in Zhang Song's system space.

Although it needs a lot of system values.

However, the development of the pharmaceutical industry is imminent.

He, Zhang Song, can't support Daming alone.

It takes a group of ideal, moral, and responsible people to support Daming's sky together with him.

Zhang Song said to Yu Jiayan: "I want to offer courses in drug manufacturing, drug clinics, and medicinal chemistry!"

"What's all this?" Yu Jiayan is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and she didn't understand what Zhang Song said at all.

So he was completely bewildered.

"It's not surprising that you don't understand what I said. But I want to remind Mr. Yu that I will promote a Westerner to be the person in charge of Western medicine right now..."

Yu Jiayan didn't care about these at all, what he cared about was the development of Daming's medical career in the future.

Zhang Song's idea is to nationalize medical care.

If you let them learn medical skills, they can open a medical clinic by themselves.

That would make them charge indiscriminately.

Only by allowing the state to open and manage medical clinics can the poor be able to afford medical treatment.

But medical clinics need to charge more for the rich.

Anyway, rich people can afford medical treatment and pay for it.

Just come to rob the rich and help the poor.

Zhang Song, like Zhu Yuanzhang, disliked the rich very much. The emperor always had a heart of hatred for the rich. One can imagine the future of these rich people.

Now the wealthy people in Ming Dynasty are living a good life.

That's because Zhu Yuanzhang didn't free up his hands. When Zhu Yuanzhang freed up his hands, the good days of these rich people will come to an end.

"Master Zhang, I understand what you mean, but how many years will it take you to do this?"

"Practice while learning, since the matter is urgent, there is no need to wait!"

Zhang Song said with a serious face.

Hearing Zhang Song's words, Yu Jiayan looked worried.

This is a matter of life and death.

What if something goes wrong?
"However, all famous doctors have treated a few deaths. If there is no doctor who has cured the dead, he will never want to become a famous doctor in his life. Because only by summarizing experience and lessons in failure can we grow."

In Zhang Song's current era, the relationship between doctors and patients is really not as serious as in later generations.

The main reason is that everyone has been educated by Confucianism.

Most people are simple.

Of course, all the troubles in Zhang Song's medical center are caused by big families behind the scenes.

How could Zhang Song not know?
Know but ignore them.

Now he wants to open a department of medicine in the medical hall.

There are several aspects to the course of pharmaceuticals, including the manufacture of pharmaceuticals, research, processing of raw materials, and many more.

This is a very complex subject.

And it's very time consuming.

Even Zhang Song can buy books for them, and the contents of these books are from the very mature drugs in Zhang Song's time.

But even if one has mastered the manufacturing methods of these medicines, the extraction of medicinal materials, etc., it will take at least many years to master them in order to manufacture them proficiently.

After all, they are ancient people.

Everything is learned from scratch.

This difficulty can be imagined.

"I made Hans the person in charge of western medicine." Zhang Song said to Yu Jiayan.

Yu Jiayan nodded and said, "I have no objection, but Mr. Zhang, you always need to solve the medical trouble, right?"

"Ask Zhao Wu to lead the yamen servants to arrest these doctors and put them in prison. From now on, any troubles in the medical center will affect the normal operation of the medical center, and they will be imprisoned for fifteen days."

Zhang Song didn't go to the trial, and directly gave these people a blow.

Such an approach, of course, will leave an excuse for the opponent.

They will play Zhang Song's practice to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhang Song didn't care at all.

He then personally worked out the regulations in the Medical Museum.

Let Hans wait for crooked nuts who know western medicine to teach Daming who likes to study medicine how to learn chemistry.

Pharmacy is absolutely necessary to understand chemistry.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to learn pharmacy well.

In Chinese medicine, there is no such thing as chemistry.

But Zhang Song will soon let them all understand what chemistry is.

If you learn chemistry, you will be able to make medicines with ease.

And they'll soon be making one of the most common cold remedies for colds.

Starting with medicines for minor ailments, Zhang Song will let everyone who studies medicine master this skill.

"Hans, I've entrusted all of these to you!" Zhang Song held Hans' hand and said earnestly.

Hans said in blunt Chinese: "Master Zhang, please rest assured, I will definitely fulfill my mission."

Now they have fully integrated into the Ming society.

Been here for half a year.

I am more and more fond of the customs of Daming.