Use mobile phones to teach the ancients to do infrastructure

Quiet, quiet.

Even if the surroundings are full of people, the air seems to freeze.

The disciples of Prince Jiao's mansion are well-known in the entire Shang capital, how could they be good at it.

Moreover, when manpower is exhausted, no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to cover everything.

After the silence, there was an uproar. The sensational sound even made the people a few streets away couldn't help stretching their heads to look around.

All eyes were on the strange red color.

"impossible."

"Prince Jiao's disciples have their own strengths, how could they be able to compete with each other alone."

"Talk from day to night."

It was too arrogant, but for some reason, there was a feeling of blood boiling in my heart, as if I was going to face hundreds of guests in Prince Jiao's mansion.

Of course, it was more of a scolding, "Arrogance, grandstanding."

In their view, it is self-defeating to gain fame by saying the impossible.

Chen Bo pretended he didn't hear it, what were these scolding sounds, did he hear less harsh accusations and insults?

The scene was a bit out of control, and at this moment, a refined voice came, "Since it's a competition, how about asking the old man to be a notary?"

A group of people came in from the outside, and there were quite a few of them.

The person who spoke was sitting in a carriage, an old man in a Confucian robe, who was walking down after opening the curtain.

When Qi Zheng and Prince Jiao saw the old man, their expressions tightened and they made a salute, "It's a great honor to have Mr. Shang preside over it."

Chen Bo's eyes also shrank. He knew this old man. It should be said that there were very few people in Shangjing who didn't know him.

It turned out to be him, Shang Wangshu, one of the three lords of the Dagan Kingdom.

In the Dagan Kingdom, there are three lords and nine lords, and the nine lords will change every few years, but the three lords have not changed for 20 years.

A truly powerful official, even the king respects him very much.

Don't look at Shang Wangshu's elegant attire as a scholar, but it is this person who led the country's strict laws and regulations, and successfully reformed in a bloody storm.

One can imagine, under this seemingly ordinary and elegant appearance, what kind of iron-blooded character is.

Chen Bai frowned a little, but it was just some trivial matter in the residence of Qi Zheng and Prince Jiao, why would Shang Gong be alarmed?

In the eyes of such people, they are just playing around now, and they are not in the eye at all.

The people around also looked at each other in blank dismay, probably similar to Chen Bai's current thoughts.

"Since the second prince and the crown prince have promised to let me be the notary, then I will be disrespectful."

"Since it's a competition, the question must be fair. If the questions are made by your two governments, I'm afraid you may not be convinced if you lose. It's better to let the old man be the one who made the question. I believe the two highnesses should trust the old man. any bias."

Qi Zheng and Crown Prince Jiao clasped their hands together, "Don't dare."

There was obvious doubt on the faces of the two of them, and they really couldn't imagine why Shang Gong would have such leisure, and actually participated in their unseemly competition.

Shang Wangshu stroked his beard with a smile on his face, "Since that's the case, the old man will come up with the first question."

The people around were still a little confused, they thought it was an inappropriate competition, but Shang Gong actually presided over it himself, this... this...

At this time, the smile on Shang Wangshu's face disappeared, and he suddenly became serious, "Bring up the people behind, and hand them over to the second prince and Prince Jiao."

"These people are among the refugees gathered outside the city. They are patients who fell ill due to eating dirty water by mistake. You will share half and half, and whoever saves more will win."

It is simply unreasonable, there are hungry people outside the city, nowhere to settle, and all kinds of problems, the two His Highnesses are still thinking about fighting fiercely here.

These people are only a part of the sick people, and the others have been sent to the pharmacy, and the pharmacy in Shangjing City is only those, and the rest can't be accommodated.

In addition to the doctors in the pharmacy, there are only private doctors in the mansions.

These private doctors are superb in medical skills, but they are full of gold and precious diseases, which can not be cured by non-nobles.

Concerned about how to get the government to provide some private doctors, he encountered a competition between Qi Zheng and Prince Jiao's disciples.

Isn't there a famous doctor named Hua Yong in Prince Jiao's mansion. He heard that his medical skills are not inferior to the imperial doctor, so he just borrowed it.

Shang Gong's sudden change of face made everyone startled.

At this time, everyone discovered that behind Shang Gong's team, there was a group of ragged refugees, about 30 people.

His face was pale and skinny, and because of the harsh living conditions, his body was dirty and smelly.

These patients supported each other and lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of being disgusted by others, and they dared not look into other people's eyes.

Chen Bo: "..."

He also saw refugees when he went out of the city, but because he didn't go to the place where the refugees lived, he only saw them in twos and threes. He didn't expect to reach this point.

As the thirty or so people walked to the front and divided into two groups, the people around couldn't help taking a few steps back, and some even covered their mouths and noses.

And the heads of these refugees are buried even lower, in fact, they are no different from beggars.

In ancient times, human life was worthless. If a powerful family killed a servant, it would be enough to pay some money, not to mention that these refugees were not even as good as servants.

They no longer have the dignity of being a human being, as can be seen from the disgusted expressions of the people around them.

The education Chen Bo received was not like this.

Human life is the most precious thing in this world, and everyone should respect and be respected by others.

When seeing these refugees, something in Chen Bai's heart was deeply touched.

An incomparable sadness welled up in my heart, which belonged to this era, and was the first violent collision of ideas belonging to different eras.

In ancient times, productivity was low, starving to death was a common occurrence, and there were even some unimaginable tragedies. He knew about these, but he didn't expect to see them with his own eyes.

Shanggong originally wanted to reprimand Qi Zheng and Prince Jiao, but after seeing these patients, he sighed, "Let's begin."

After Prince Jiao heard the question, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was a competition of medical skills, and he was sure to win.

He waved to a middle-aged man accompanying him, "Cure them."

This middle-aged man is Hua Yong, a disciple of his mansion, with superb medical skills, and he happened to be with him today.

Hua Yong frowned and glanced at the group of refugees allocated in front of him, and actually asked him to treat a group of lowly refugees. It would be disrespectful to spread the word, but this is a competition between the Prince's Mansion and the Second Prince's Mansion, and he cannot lose.

When Hua Yong frowned, Qi Zheng was also looking at Chen Bai.

However, Chen Bo didn't seem to hesitate at all, and just walked up to a group of patients assigned to him.

A group of refugees were very restrained, and even took a step back in embarrassment.

Chen Bo just said flatly, "It's okay, you are the same as everyone else, you are all people of great cadres."

A simple sentence made these refugees raise their heads in surprise, with inexplicable eyes, does anyone still admit that they are the people of Dagan?Not only are they useless they are a burden.

"Although the days are difficult, you can get through it after all. What you have to do now is to tell me your symptoms."

Patients sometimes need more spiritual comfort, at least Chen Bo thinks that these people need it.

His voice was very flat, and he couldn't even hear any emotion.

For some reason, everyone around looked at Chen Bai. This strange red color seemed to have something attractive, but it was obviously just to ask about the condition of the patient.

That feeling is very strange, I can't put it into words, but I always feel that there is something different.

There is a huge gap between such a person and the frivolous one just now.

Qi Zheng was also looking at Chen Bai intently, are all monsters like this?It doesn't feel as bad as it says in the script.

Even Shang Wangshu couldn't help but glanced at Chen Bai. He wanted to borrow the private doctor from Prince Jiao's residence, but he didn't even care about who would win or lose, and who would participate in the competition.

Shang Wangshu took another look at the hesitant middle-aged man next to Prince Jiao, he probably understood what the sudden feeling in his heart was.

He muttered, "Where did the prince find weird people?"

At his age, he was very good at seeing people, and he was indeed a weirdo.

Seeing that Chen Bo was already asking about the patient's situation, Prince Jiao frowned and looked at Hua Yong with an unhappy expression.

As soon as Hua Yong gritted his teeth, he had no choice but to step forward. What he is treating now is not a group of refugees who have nothing, but to support the face of the Prince's House. The Prince will never want to lose to anyone, let alone under the watchful eyes of everyone.

How could Chen Bo have any medical skills? Although he was the first to start asking patients one by one, Hua Yong had already prescribed the medicine and boiled the medicine before Chen Bo finished asking.

But he probably guessed the cause, it was dysentery, caused by drinking dirty water.

Minor ailments can be cured in modern times with just a few doses of medicine, but under the medical conditions of ancient times, if the condition is serious, people will die, especially for those who have no money to see a doctor, the mortality rate is very high.

Chen Bo directly stepped onto the sedan chair that carried him, took out his mobile phone and started buying medicine.

This kind of disease is really a minor disease in modern times. Even if you go to the pharmacy, you just get the medicine from the medicine shelf by yourself, and then go to the checkout.

Outside, Prince Jiao's face showed a subtle triumphant expression, because they all started to boil the medicine here, and the medicine smelled bursting, especially just now Hua Yong told him that he used the prescription with the fastest effect.

And the doorman on Qi Zheng's side actually hid in the sedan chair, thinking that there would be no shame in hiding?

The reason why Chen Bo took so long was because after buying the medicine, he tore off the packaging in the sedan chair, and then dispensed the medicine according to the instructions.

Traditional Chinese medicine has always been based on conditioning, and it has miraculous effects on some diseases, but it is slow to take effect in the current situation. It takes one or two hours to boil the medicine.

People outside are also wondering, isn't this a competition?Why is there no movement?

Already throw in the towel?

Sure enough, he is a sensationalist clown.

If you think about it, how could it be that the other party just knows how to do medicine.

At this time, in the sedan chair, Chen Bo stretched out his hand, "The medicine is ready, take it and give them water to drink."

On the palm, there are particles of different colors, which are too beautiful, but this is medicine?