Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

He was afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear.

Western medicine in later generations is so miraculous, its accuracy and efficiency must be far better than Chinese medicine, and it is too difficult to train an excellent Chinese medicine.

but.

To train a western doctor who can go to work, he only needs to go through systematic study before he can officially go to work to treat diseases and save lives.

So.

The threshold for doctors has also been lowered invisibly.

It is impossible for a Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills to do it without decades of experience, but Western medicine only needs ten years or even a few years. There is no comparison among them.

It is completely impossible to avoid any mistakes.

To know.

Even experienced Chinese medicine practitioners may still make mistakes in the process of treating diseases and saving lives.

So.

With this kind of quick-acting and instant western medicine, the situation of Chinese medicine must have been very difficult!
Thinking of this, Li Shizhen, Hua Tuo, and Zhang Zhongjing all felt a little sad.

Their eyes were full of unwillingness, desolation, and regret.Chinese medicine is the root of their life!
If Chinese medicine is lonely, then his "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" may be convenient for Western medicine, and it will not be of much use.

even.

It can be said that his whole life was wasted.

The rise of an industry always has to step on the shoulders of its predecessors, just like the replacement of dynasties.

So.

Even though he knew in his heart that Chinese medicine has become lonely, Zhang Zhongjing didn't feel too much emotion. Although it was extremely regrettable, he knew that this was the inevitable result of the development of the times.

Because Zhang Zhongjing sees further, he is very clear that in the face of the torrent of the times, the power of any individual or organization is extremely small, even insignificant, and can be ignored.

If it wasn't for the former being fatuous, then it was because the latter was a famous teacher.

It's a pity that those books were originally books that he spent countless efforts to write for future generations, eager to use them to help the world.

If it is reduced to a waste book, it will inevitably hurt your health.

That's it.

There is no one to blame for this. If Chinese medicine cannot keep up with the pace of the times, it is what he has learned and abandoned by the times. This in itself has no one to blame, let alone this era.

at this time.

The cool breeze blowing in the apricot grove slowly carried a hint of fragrance.

That's right.

At this time, in the apricot forest, the breeze blowing slowly carried a strange fragrance.

But amidst this strange fragrance, there was a sad atmosphere everywhere.

That was Zhang Zhongjing's heart, which was hurting.That is the heart of all doctors, bleeding.

It was Li Shizhen, and it was Hua Tuo's eyes full of tears, splashing in the air.

That is the inheritance of Chinese medicine, crying.Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.Difficulty and bitterness hate the frosty temples, and the new stop the dirty wine glass.Thousands of years of inheritance, destroyed once.

Pieces of pink apricot blossoms withered and fell down one after another, falling on Zhang Zhongjing, Li Shizhen, and Hua Tuo's heads, making the pale hair even weaker.Appears drier.

The silver hair tied up by the hairpin was suddenly blown to pieces by the breeze, flying over his face.

The face full of benevolence and kindness instantly aged a lot, as if dying, lifeless.

Zhang Zhongjing suddenly coughed violently a few times.

and.

Even though he used his sleeve to cover it, the bright red blood stains on it, the drops of bright red blood, were still on the gray robe, making it particularly eye-catching.

And this scene is deeply rooted in the hearts of every audience outside the screen.

The sky suddenly darkened.

It seems that there are dark clouds condensing, and the clouds and mist are rolling, as if this day, I will cry for it.

Suddenly he was persuading people, persuading the sages not to cry.

Working with illnesses all year round, and having to deal with official duties without sleep and rest, Zhang Zhongjing is even more worried about the people of his family and country, how his body can bear them.

Just like the oil lamp, it burned vigorously, but the burning time also shortened accordingly.

When the wick burns out, one's life has come to an end.

The past is full of troubles, overwork and illness, many old troubles are piled up together, today I have some feelings in my heart, when people are in great sorrow and joy, people's emotions are most likely to be difficult to control.

Zhang Zhongjing shook his head.

He bit his lip and looked at Hua Tuo, who was standing aside with a focused expression, and Li Shizhen, who was taciturn, with a smile gradually appearing on his face.

He quietly wiped off the blood on the gray robe, and hid his sleeves behind his back, trying not to be seen by others.But never thought of it.

This scene has already been thoroughly seen by hundreds of millions of viewers outside the screen.

The withered palm, trembling slightly, hid behind him, and kept wiping the gray robe, trying to wipe off the blood. This movement,

It also touched the hearts of countless people.

Subsequently.

He looked at Hua Tuo, and said with a sincere expression: "Congratulations, brother Yuanhua, what you have learned is a groundbreaking work, clearing away the darkness on the road of medicine, and taking this muddy road into the world. Avenue."
"Brother Yuanhua, your name must be immortal!" At this moment.

The wind messed up Zhang Zhongjing's face and loosened his hair, but it couldn't blow away the smile of sincere blessing on that old, withered face.

He sincerely congratulated Hua Tuo.

Simultaneously.

It is also a silent mourning for millions of Chinese Chinese medicine scholars, and I feel emotional for myself.

In the picture, Zhang Zhongjing's wrinkled face appeared in front of everyone with congratulations and sorrowful eyes.

All the audience are here at this moment.I burst into tears!
Congratulate others with grief. What kind of heart is this? What kind of state of mind is this? What kind of state is this!
with the audience.

It was not difficult for them to see what Zhang Zhongjing was thinking.Yes.

Limited to that era, at that time, it is not surprising to have this kind of thinking.

So.

All the audience, almost at this moment, sent a barrage. "Su Chen! Damn it! Don't read it! Originally, this article on Chinese medicine was meant to be laughed at, and to look at the ancient Chinese medicine in our country with pride.

I also came to see it with reverence and longing, I want to see the proud faces of ancient doctors after seeing the prosperity of modern medicine, but now, you insist on making me cry!"
"Wooooow! I really burst into tears!"
"What is a mind? This is what is called a mind?! A great chivalrous man is for the country and the people! In modern times, how many people say that they are nice, but in reality, they wish for others to live poorly. To be honest, I really like this kind of person." I've seen a lot!"
"Mr. Zhang Zhongjing, Chinese medicine practitioner, is not lonely! They are still there! The inheritance is still there! Your name is still in our hearts!"
"I will always remember one sentence!" And this sentence is.... A single spark can start a prairie fire!!.
That's right.

Chinese medicine should be a spark!
but.

A single spark can start a prairie fire!
At this moment, on the barrage, the audience is still talking freely.

"That's right! I have also met that kind of friend. Once you live better, he will curse you behind your back, wishing that you had a worse life than him. If you live a little worse, he will start to pretend, I feel as if I sympathize with you, this kind of person is really hateful!"