Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

Things were tense, Guo Huai didn't delay, and hurried to Tai Hospital with the bundled young saplings.

At this time in Tai Hospital, Hua Xiang was silent at the young man's words.

Throughout the ages, mature medical skills are indeed based on many failures.

Because of these failures, many people have given their lives.

As a traditional doctor in his heart, he doesn't like changes, and thinks that the consequences of every change may not be bearable.

He was his first disciple before, and now he is this boy again.

Could it be that the thinking of the younger generation of doctors is different from what they are now?

At this moment, he had to reflect on himself.

"Huang, I have heard many stories about you, but now is not the time to delay."

The young man smiled, stretched out his palm, and put the green mandarin grass in everyone's sight.

"Can you tell me who you are, I don't seem to have seen you before."

How could there be such a young person in the world of doctors in Anxian?

Yan Bing is already considered a super talent, but this child seems to be younger than Yan Bing.

"The junior's name is Yan Xizhi, and he came to Anxian to study from Zhongzhou Character University."

As soon as this remark came out, the scene immediately became a sensation.

Even Hua Xiang kept his eyes on the young man in white off the field, trying to see something from his face.

But the expression of the other party remained unchanged, and it was difficult to see other subtle expressions other than a smile.

Yan Bing looked at the boy with beautiful eyes. This boy who is about his own age is from Zhongzhou?

But why?
Zhongzhou is the center of the entire Demon Realm. Although its area is not one-fifth that of Dongzhou, the most powerful forces, organizations and families of the Demon Realm are gathered there.

It can be said that Zhongzhou is the core of Yaoyu.

Therefore, there is also the saying of the holy city of Zhongzhou.

The commotion lasted for a while, and finally calmed down slowly.

Hua Xiang said lightly: "I will not investigate the authenticity of your words, whether you are from Zhongzhou or Xianlan mainland, as long as your countermeasures can be effective, I will help you achieve your goal."

"The younger generation thanked Hua Lao."

Yan Xizhi smiled and handed the green mandarin grass to the waiter.

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The spread of the disease has exceeded the initial prediction of the Taiyuan Hospital, and the relevant deployment is beginning to be stretched at this time.

There are not enough beds in the Tai Hospital to gather all the patients together, so Su Jin'er specially divided a new area and established a temporary hospital.

This move of Anxian by later generations is recorded in the history of Fangcang Hospital.

In the Imperial Hospital, Hua Xiang prepared the green mandarin grass into a medicinal soup according to the prescription, and found a patient who was almost unable to support himself.

"Doctor Hua, please help me, I feel... something in my stomach is eating my flesh and blood."

Hua Xiang said in a deep voice: "I have a medicinal soup here, but it is in the experimental stage. No one knows if it can save your life. Would you like to try it?"

When the patient heard that there was a medicinal soup, his eyes lit up, "I am willing, rather than enduring... this severe pain, I am willing to try it!"

Hua Xiang was silent for a while, and took the medicinal soup, "Help the patient up, let's test the medicine."

The people around isolated the patient and pulled up the curtain, leaving only Hua Xiang, Yan Bing and a few other senior doctors from the imperial hospital.

Fortunately, caterpillars do not directly affect the human mouth, otherwise feeding medicine would be a problem.

Helping the patient to drink the medicinal soup, Hua Xiang quietly waited for the final result.

The peristalsis of the patient's abdomen obviously slowed down, and the hideous belly calmed down, occasionally twitching a few times.

Hua Xiang and the others were a little restless, and the waiter brought some stools, trying to let the elderly Hua guy sit down and wait.

But the stubborn Chinese guy just refused.

Accompanied by Yan Xizhi, he was a little impressed by Anxian's equipment and treatment of his condition.

Compared with other countries, Anxian does seem to be different.

For example, enclosing the space with a curtain after the patient takes the medicine is very special.

Now he is actually slowly feeling the intention of doing this.

In such a small space, there is an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, and it will not let other patients see the situation here and cause unnecessary emotions.

"This place...is really different."

One morning passed, Hua Xiang and the others just stood like this, staring at the patient non-stop.

Finally, the patient opened his eyes.

Although there were bloodshot eyes in those eyes, it could be clearly felt that there was something more in the other party's eyes.

Seeing the doctors standing around, the patient tried hard to smile: "Doctor Hua, I feel much better."

Hua Xiang was a little excited, "Hurry up, draw blood, and then send it to Wenyuan Pavilion for blood analysis, let Lao Wei speed up, this may be an opportunity!"

Yan Bing nodded, she was going to do it herself.

"Xizhi, it works, it works!"

Hua Xiang felt as if a boulder had fallen in his heart. It was hard to say whether it would be able to kill caterpillars, but as long as it had the effect of suppressing it, it would be good.

After all, in sudden illness, what is needed most is time.

Yan Xizhi smiled slightly, and his feelings towards Hua Xiang changed a little.

This is a traditional doctor, with the feelings of Jishidu people, it can be imagined that Hua Xiang must have dedicated his life to Anxian's medical career.

The other party reminded him of his teacher.

An old Confucian scholar who was also unknown and dedicated his life.

"Hua, these are all thanks to you and the Anxian doctors. The younger generation is just doing what the younger generation should do."

"Good boy."

Hua Xiang was very happy, and the way he looked at Yan Xizhi changed a lot.

"Why did you come to Anxian? This old man will definitely help you."

"Really?" Yan Xizhi smiled happily: "Actually, I came here after hearing of Mr. Anxian's reputation, and I want to study in Mr. An's school."

Hua Xiang was taken aback for a moment.

He came here for His Excellency Prince again?

"No problem, this matter is very easy to arrange, and I will even say a few words for you in front of the prince, maybe the other party will accept you as a disciple. I remember that the prince seems to have only one disciple now."

"really?"

This time Yan Xizhi couldn't sit still anymore, and his calm and calm state was broken.

But soon realized his gaffe again.

Hua Xiang smiled slightly, and said: "Don't get too excited, the prince has always been the pride of our Anxian, but he is a strange person, whether he will accept you or not depends on the prince's opinion."

"I can only say good things for you."

"Thank you Hua!"

Yan Xizhi bowed to thank him!