Datang: Li Shimin begged me to rebel

The conversation between Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng was just an episode. The study classes for these newly promoted officials in the three provinces are still going on. The weather in Chang'an City is already very cold, and it probably won't be long before the first snow falls. will fall.

However, Datang’s career has not stopped, and many careers are flourishing. For example, Datang Medical College now has more than 200 students of Sun Simiao, and these people are selected from all over the country. Some of them are people who showed great interest in medicine during the unified examination.

Naturally, these people were all distributed to Sun Simiao, and some were selected from the orphans, and they were all arranged here.

Although most of the nearly 200 students are just starting to study, there are more than 30 students who already know a lot of medical knowledge.

These 30 people are relatively old, many of them have family background, they have been doctors since ancient times, and then they heard His Highness's call to come here to study, and they already have good knowledge.

These people are all around Jiguan, and they are also the mainstay of the medical school. With some modern medical knowledge, they can deal with a lot of diseases.

But today's medical school is destined to usher in a rather special course.

"Have you thought about it?" Sun Simiao looked at Zhang Baozang and asked.

As the highest person in charge of the Datang Imperial Medical Office, after the establishment of the Datang Medical College, Zhang Baozang naturally brought many doctors and doctors from the Datang Imperial Medical Office to the medical school to serve as teachers and learn from Sun Simiao, and also to study " The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook.

That's right, they also want to study the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook", which is the complete version from all over the country. For ordinary doctors, they don't need to know the principle or why they use the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" prescription.

But for these people in the medical school and the Imperial Medical Office, they have to learn why such prescriptions are used, the principles of these prescriptions, medical knowledge, etc., all of which they have to learn.

So their speed of learning the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" is not fast at all. After all, it can be said that almost all the various prescriptions in it have been collected for more than 1000 years.

Many of the prescriptions in it are much more complete than the ones Li Ke took out from the warehouse, because this is the version revised by Sun Simiao, and it is compiled by adding many Chinese medicine books of descendants that Sun Simiao has seen.

Even Sun Simiao was an eye-opener here, let alone other people.

"Think about it, because for most people, it may be the first time they meet, and it may even be the last time." Zhang Baozang, who has white hair and beard, said with a smile.

"Then go in." Sun Simiao was silent for a while, and then said silently.

Sun Simiao followed Zhang Baozang and quickly entered the classroom. There are more than 50 of the best students in today's classroom.

"Today, I will give you a special lesson, to check the pulse."

"However, I want everyone to give me a pulse." Zhang Baozang stood on the podium. Since he is also a teacher, the students below naturally have no doubts.

"Start with you." Zhang Baozang pointed to the first person in the first row and said with a smile.

The student immediately came up, first saluted Zhang Baozang respectfully, then sat down beside him, and began to feel Zhang Baozang's pulse.

"Have you seen the dead pulse?" Zhang Baozang asked with a smile.

"Mr., the student has never seen it before." The student said while feeling his pulse.

"Well, then take a good pulse diagnosis, this is mine." Zhang Baozang said with a smile on his face.

When Zhang Baozang spoke, the student didn't feel anything. After a pause for two seconds, he suddenly realized that he widened his eyes and raised his head to look at Zhang Baozang. The hand on Zhang Baozang's wrist also subconsciously retracted.

With a "snap", the ruler held by Zhang Baozang's other hand was directly drawn to his other hand, "Have you forgotten? As a doctor, the most important moment is to remain calm in front of the patient, no matter what , you can’t bring your emotions to your face, and you must keep your face unchanged. Because you are the biggest pillar of the patient. Continue.”

Zhang Baozang said with an extremely calm expression.

"Yes." The student came back to his senses, suppressed the shock on his face, and put his hand back on Zhang Baozang's wrist with a slight trembling.

And all the students below were stunned, but they instinctively wanted to make a voice to inquire, but they were blocked by Zhang Baozang's words, because as doctors, they have another rule, which is to check the pulse of the doctor. When, don't interfere indiscriminately.

After the first student finished his diagnosis, he withdrew his hand, and Zhang Baozang smiled and said, "Do you remember?"

"Student remember." The student's eyes were a little red, but he still stood up silently and bowed to Zhang Baozang.

"Just remember, I am a type of dead pulse, but not completely, there are several types of dead pulse, you will see them one by one in the future, I am just a type of dead pulse, don't be sad " Zhang Baozang said with a smile, "Go on, next one."

"Yes." The student agreed softly, then turned and left the stage.

Soon the second student also came up to the podium, and then took Zhang Baozang's pulse in order, and kept this pulse deeply in their hearts, because they all knew...they had no chance to feel this pulse a few times.

Sun Simiao silently watched from the side. It was not until more than 50 people in the class took their pulses that Zhang Baozang stood up and said with a smile, "Someone help me go back and have a rest. There will be another class in a while."

"Why don't you go back and rest?" Sun Simiao said, "Tomorrow is too late."

"It's too late. There are now three or four hundred students in this school. Although some of them have just come into contact with them, let them take a pulse and remember it. Although they may not remember it, it is still a bit impressive. If I go back now, I'm afraid It’s too late. Although there is still a period of time, it’s uncertain when I won’t be able to get up.” Zhang Baozang said with a smile.

"Teacher." The students below didn't hold back, and tears came down directly.

"Okay, I'm seventy-seven this year, and I'm at the end of my life. There are not many people who have survived me. Why are you crying? Don't cry because you have forgotten what you just learned." Zhang Baozang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go, go back to the office for a rest, and go to the next shift later." Sun Simiao's mood didn't fluctuate much, he just said calmly.

"Yes, teacher." Zhang Baozang also stood up seriously and said something.

Although his medical skills were not taught by Sun Simiao, he still learned a lot from Sun Simiao in the past few years, so it is not wrong for him to call him a teacher.

Hey, Sun Simiao didn't look back, just nodded silently and led the way.

He's used to it. At the age of [-] this year, white-haired people have given away too many black-haired people.