Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"What a treasonous person. If you don't come up with real evidence today that the "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Diseases" is wrong, I will fight against the imperial doctor's orders and close your traditional Chinese medicine hospital." Chao Yuan said angrily:

Fan Zhengyi said without fear: "Fan previously used the characteristics of animals and plants as well as the poisoning of living animals to prove that the disease sources are alive. However, these are all speculations and there is no real evidence."

Everyone nodded. Just as Fan Zheng said, he had no way to prove that the causes of the diseases were alive, and Chao Yuan could not prove that the causes of the diseases were caused by strange aura.

"Fan once said that all living creatures are afraid of fire. Today Fan boiled all the chicken soup in the three goose-neck bottles, which was enough to kill all the sources of disease inside. The special goose-neck structure of the copper bottles did not It will seal it and ensure that the outside air and dust will not contaminate the chicken soup in the gooseneck bottle. It is almost summer now, the weather is getting hot, ordinary food can cause diarrhea in one day, but the chicken soup in the gooseneck bottle can Keep it for three days..."

"Three days?" Everyone frowned. What does it mean to keep it for three days?

However, Fan Zheng did not stop talking and continued: "Ten days, half a month."

The doctors were shocked. If it could be preserved for such a long time, there might be something mysterious about it. After all, wounds and diseases would have been cured long ago in ten and a half months.

"January, March, half a year." Fan Zheng continued to add time.

Qian Yi's eyes flashed and his breathing became heavier.

"One year, three years, the contents in the gooseneck bottle will still not deteriorate."

Every time Fan Zheng increased the time, all the new imperial doctors would exclaim. Especially when Fan Zheng said that the food in the gooseneck bottle could be stored for about three years, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"How is this possible?" the imperial physician Qian Yi was shocked.

Yang Jie stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Because the source of all diseases is alive, life can be born from two, two, three, and three, all things. If there is no one, there will be no all things!"

Suddenly everyone fell silent! Everyone looked at the gooseneck bottle in front of them in shock. If what Fan Zheng said was true, the gooseneck bottle in front of them would completely subvert the prevailing theory of luck among doctors.

"It's nonsense, it's misleading!" Chao Yuan was furious. He couldn't accept that the medical books handed down from his ancestors were wrong, let alone that the theory of luck he had adhered to all his life was wrong.

Fan Zheng sneered and said: "Then I will leave these three gooseneck bottles at the Imperial Medical Bureau. You can open the first gooseneck bottle after seven days to see if the chicken soup inside is as fresh as ever. And don't pour it out and keep some. Because during the pouring process, the chicken soup will be contaminated with various pathogenic factors on the bottle mouth, and the various pathogenic factors multiply in the chicken soup, and it will deteriorate within two days.

The second gooseneck bottle is still edible after being opened half a month later. Follow the same steps as above. As for the third gooseneck bottle, I think you should open it after a year! "

Everyone couldn't help but fall silent. Fan Zheng had already detailed the steps to verify that the source of the disease was life, and they couldn't help but not believe it.

"Of course, you may suspect that Brother Fan has done something secretly. You can also experiment on your own. It is better to believe in a book than to have no book at all. But don't copy medical books and become a quack without knowing it." Su Dun said sarcastically.

When Chao Yuan heard this, his energy and blood suddenly surged, and he fainted. The imperial doctor on the side quickly stepped forward to help him, so that he did not fall to the ground.

"That's enough. You only know how quick it is. Do you know how many doctors will be affected by you becoming a forensic scientist and completely denying the theory of luck? Let's not talk about it far, just take your one penny consultation fee. Patients in Kaifeng City are going to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital one after another, and the medical halls adjacent to you have closed down, and other medical halls have been affected. Don't you feel the slightest guilt?" Imperial Physician Qian Yi said angrily.

Although he valued Fan Zheng very much, he was deeply offended by Fan Zheng's personal visit today. In addition, many doctors complained to him, and the existence of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital had caused widespread resentment among the medical community in Kaifeng.

"No guilt!" Fan Zheng said confidently.

"You...!" Imperial Physician Qian Yi suddenly became furious.

Fan Zheng sneered: "The first thing the students invited was the neighboring doctors to join the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. However, they followed the imperial doctor's order and banned the students and refused the invitation one after another."

Qian Yi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was such a secret.

"What about doctors in other urban areas? It's not easy to live in Kaifeng. It's hard for doctors to survive. Now patients are going to traditional Chinese medicine hospitals one after another. Their income has been greatly reduced, and they can't run their families at all."

"Not to mention the fact that they cooperated with the imperial physician to encourage poor patients to go to traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. Other patients' choice of doctor is entirely voluntary. As for their sharp decrease in income, what does it have to do with me?"

"You are so heartless and unjust! Where is your oath of sincerity as a great doctor?" Qian Yi asked.

"Great doctors are sincere? Doctors of our generation will only be responsible for patients throughout their lives. It is our bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Our mission is to provide medical treatment for patients' diseases and to let the medical prescriptions cure the diseases. As for whether our colleagues make any money. That's not the problem." Fan Zheng said loudly.

Qian Yi felt as if he was struck by lightning. He wanted to continue to scold Fan Zheng, but found that he had no words left.

"Of course, if they have real skills, they are welcome to join when Fan opens a branch in the future." Fan Zheng changed his words and said to the stunned new imperial doctors, "Of course, I also hope that all juniors will join the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in one year. !”

"A word is settled!"

A group of new imperial doctors responded one after another. They are all high-spirited young people who have long been attracted by Fan Zheng's ideas as a forensic scientist, and were even conquered by Fan Zheng's gooseneck bottle experiment just now.

Seeing the new doctors who were ready to make a move, all the doctors couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts. The medical family was really about to change, and they became the only victims.

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"Evil doctor Fan Zheng wants to ask me for medical advice. Doesn't he want me to help him pay for the medicine for poor patients?"

In Kaifeng Mansion, Su Song looked at Kaifeng Wei Fan Zhengping with a strange look on his face.

Fan Zhengping smiled bitterly. Su Song was the prefect of Kaifeng, and every move in Kaifeng City could not escape his eyes. It was obvious that the news that Fan Zheng had taken in poor patients for the second time had reached his ears.

"Don't worry, sir. Fan Zheng personally promised his subordinates that he would not let the government pay. It seems that his cousin admires Mr. Su's medical and literary skills, so he came to ask for advice." Fan Zhengping tried his best to put in good words for Fan Zheng.

Su Song couldn't help but have a hint of pride on his face. Fan Zhongyan once said that if you don't want to be a good minister, you should be a good doctor. In the end, you gave up medicine and followed literature. Fan Zheng, on the other hand, took the path of abandoning literature and becoming a doctor, and he studied both medicine and literature. He lived as the prefect of Kaifeng and wrote the medical book "Ben Cao Illustration", which is the only medical book in history with pictures of medicinal herbs.

Su Song nodded and said: "Although Fan Zheng is a little impulsive, his medical skills and ethics are excellent. For such a rising star of the medical family, I will make an exception to see him."

Whether it was Fan Zheng's exposure of the dangers of incest marriage or the prevention and treatment of wound infections with alcohol, countless people have benefited. Not to mention, Fan Zhengzheng's sincerity as a great doctor, who swore to the king of medicine Sun Simiao on the street, doubled his favor. He made an exception to see Fan Zheng , but also a little bit of a warning to Fan Zheng to let him know his way back, and not to go astray in medicine.

"Thank you, sir!" Fan Zhengping breathed a sigh of relief, finally living up to his cousin's trust.

After Fan Zhengping left, a yamen servant hurriedly came in and reported: "Your Excellency, the evil doctor Fan Zheng went to the Imperial Medical Bureau to knock on the door, knocking the imperial doctor to the ground.

When Su Song heard this, he immediately took a breath of cold air. Fan Zhengxian kicked out the Imperial Medical Bureau, and then claimed that he wanted to come to ask for advice. Should he...

Go to Kaifeng Mansion!