Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Many people came to Zhou Yu's funeral, including those who supported him and those who opposed him, some people who were suffering from hardship, and some from prominent families.Among them are Wu people, Shu people, and even Beiyuan people.In the chilly spring, those old grievances were temporarily put aside, and people silently bid farewell to the proud son of an era in this ceremony.

The rustling river wind was blowing head-on, and a green shirt was rolled up and fluttered in the wind and dust.

The appearance of Zhuge Liang did not cause much commotion, and even Liu Bei at this moment only occupies four counties in Jingzhou. This 29-year-old young man is just a hidden star in the grand picture of the world No one can clearly see if the light is his own, or it reflects someone else's.

When he reached the front of the hall, his footsteps paused.

A long / gun across the forehead.

Ling Tong raised his gun and looked at him with an extremely cold expression.

Zhuge Liang smiled politely and politely: "What does Captain Ling mean?"

Ling Tong raised his eyebrows: "I would like to know why Mr. Zhuge came here?"

Zhuge Liang's smile faded: "Of course I'm here to mourn."

"Mourning?" Ling Tong twisted his wrist impatiently, but his eyes were a little indifferent, and he stared coldly at the past through a little light from the tip of the gun.

He didn't make it clear, but the hostility was already obvious.When other people come to pay tribute to the funeral, they should at least wear plain white clothes and hold a long couplet, but what about him, Zhuge Liang?Not only did she not show any respect, but she even dared to laugh before the spirit!

Isn't it fun to come here without filling the gap?

Seeing him standing still, Ling Tong couldn't hold back his hand any longer, and the moment he was about to pull it away, a stronger palm pressed heavily on his shoulder, firmly restraining his movement.

Ling Tong glanced back anxiously.

But Gan Ning and Mr. Li were standing side by side, one frowned and said nothing, the other forcefully dragged him back two steps.

"Let go!" He gritted his teeth to suppress his anger.

Naturally, Gan Ning didn't listen to the greetings of these brats, and gave Li Yinzhou a look that you should deal with, grabbed Ling Tong's shoulders and walked towards the sparsely populated place.

Considering the silence of the mourning hall, Ling Tong restrained himself from yelling, only the barrel of a gun went deep into the mud, and was dragged back several feet by Gan Ning, wiping out sparks all over the place.

The gun that was originally placed in front of Zhuge Liang shook in the chaos, and the tip of the gun picked up randomly, cutting the thin shirt floating in the river wind into two pieces!

But Zhuge Liang didn't move at all, his eyes were still like empty mountains and light shadows, still water without waves, and the storm was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Until the figures of the two disappeared from sight, Li Yinzhou stepped forward and said: "General Lu's grief is unresolved. The water and rice have not been exhausted in the past three days. It is really hard to be considerate without being able to treat guests in person. Captain Ling Du is still young, and he has lost his parents. The person who relies on you is used to treating the governor as a elder brother, and I am sad and disrespectful for a while, please forgive me, sir."

Although the words pointed out that Lu Su and Ling Tong were not good at hospitality, there was a vague meaning of protecting the calf. No matter how they lost their composure, it was only due to their temperament, and they couldn't tolerate outsiders pointing out right and wrong.

Doesn't Zhuge Liang understand the meaning of these words, and he doesn't care about Ling Tong's hostility.Through the deep courtyard and the long elegiac couplet, he took a look inside, and finally sighed: "In the past, the song of Chibi was as bright as the ear, but it is a pity that the string is broken and the song ends, and it has become an absolute song."

The long wind rolled up the blue veil, and it rolled like a cloud on his pale face.

His eyes are endless.

Li Yinzhou understood his feelings. When Cao Cao's army came under the pressure, the people of Wu were so desperate and the people of Shu were panicked. At least on that day, they had sincerely shared the same hatred and depended on each other.

Now, the brightest star is gone.

So the road ahead is dark and unclear.

He said: "No matter how good the piano is, there must be someone who knows how to listen to it, otherwise the spring and snow will be lonely in vain."

Zhuge Liang didn't expect that he could see through his complicated emotions, those slight smiles appeared on the corners of his lips again, and his eyes were as gentle as the wind, scattered into the distance.

"The high mountains and rivers are vast, and bosom friends are rare. Gong Jin met a bosom friend in his life, and a certain one is only gratified and envious of it."

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Saying goodbye to the dead, the waves are still rushing into the sea without stopping.

Respecting Zhou Yu's behest, Sun Quan worshiped Lu Su as a partial general, replacing Zhou Yu and continuing to lead the Wu army, and even his privately owned [-] soldiers and horses belonged to him.

This decision was beyond the expectations of many people. Although Zhou Yu and Lu Su had been close friends for many years, their positions in recent years have not coincided. At least in terms of their attitude towards Liu Bei, their opinions are completely opposite. However, Lu Su insisted on uniting with Liu to fight against Cao, seeking victory through peace.

Now Liu Bei is sitting in the four counties of Jingzhou, a land that is not big or small.Taking it is like picking meat from the ribs, it may not be easy, and it may not be fat, but if it is allowed to grow, it is like a tiger returning to the mountain, and it will turn back against its owner at any time.

What's more, no one dared to say whether Cao Ying, who had been eyeing the tiger with a ruthless heart, would take advantage of the chaos and reap the benefits of the fisherman when this rib choked him enough.

Is it war, is it peace?

Everyone turned their attention to Lu Su.

After all, when he was young, he also worked together with Zhou Yu, and was even the first to propose the tactic of "dividing the world to the extreme of the Yangtze River". Even if he later reached a temporary alliance with Liu Bei, it was based on actively fighting Cao Cao.

Different from the image of a good old man who is blindly indifferent in the story, Lu Su himself has a calm enthusiasm, convincing pride and generosity, from veterans like Huang Gai to every young soldier, silently waiting for him He and the lord make the final decision.

After the boat passed Chaisang, the only ones who returned to Wu were ordinary people without fame.

Wu County is really far away from the front line, which is not conducive to command, so Sun Quan once built a city at Jingkou and lived in Chaisang for a long time.After this great victory in Jiangling, he decided to move to Moling and change it to Jianye.

Moling is the Nanjing of later generations, and its geographical location is extremely eye-catching.

The word "Jianye" reflects his long-lost ambition.

The eyes of the world converged on Wu at this moment.

And Li Yinzhou took a light boat and slowly set foot on the bank of Wujun River.

The setting sun is like fire, and the river flowers are about to burn.

The horseshoes clattered across the ancient county path, and walked slowly along the bluestone road. The pedestrians on the road were slightly startled, and nodded to greet the young gentleman after recognizing him.

The wind is also quiet.

Occasionally, I saw one or two familiar faces passing by, bowing their heads in shame in his sight, Li Yinzhou stopped slightly, and asked with concern: "Is the child okay?"

The old man nodded hurriedly, with tears welling up in his reddish eyes, he finally had a chance to say, "Okay, everything is fine, Mr. Sun took us away after we all settled down. Sir, we..."

Li Yinzhou stopped his words: "That's good."

Horse riding across the long bridge.

The post-disaster reconstruction is proceeding in an orderly manner, brick by brick, and the original appearance is restored. The long street in memory slowly reappears in front of my eyes, but it is newer and brighter than before.

Until the south of the city, the lights are sparsely populated.

The few returning apprentices walked out the gate with bamboo slips in their arms. The falling weights bent their waists down. The teenagers laughed and muttered about how cold-faced and ruthless their master was. .

In the hunched line of sight, a familiar dress suddenly floated in.

Dong Zhong was the first to raise his head, and shouted in surprise and joy: "Mr. Li!"

The rest of the apprentices raised their heads.

The bamboo slips fell to the ground with a clatter.

Li Yinzhou tied up the horse, leaned over to pick up medical books one by one for the stunned apprentices, put his fingers on the volume of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", and wiped away the mud on it with great distress.

The densely woven bamboo slices are pale yellow and simple, and they are tidying up with their heads down, and a touch of bright green is reflected in the thin line of gaps at some point.

The scroll in his hand was taken away.

When she raised her eyes, she met a pair of extremely agile and bright eyes.

Sun Shangxiang's eyes faltered, and the light in his eyes flickered like fine crystals on the river.

Li Yinzhou knew that she must have many doubts at this moment, and the matter was settled. He neither stayed at the front line of Chaisang to assist Sun Quan, nor returned to Haichang to continue Gu Shao's career, but returned to Wu County alone, to this corner in the south of the city. Is there any other hidden secrets in the hospital?

Many questions flashed by, Sun Shangxiang bent his eyes, and said softly: "It's good to be back."

She thought, Wu Jun was originally Ah Yin's second home, so why couldn't she come back?

This time Li Yinzhou came back, the happiest thing is the children of Dong Zhong, young people inevitably have a strong disposition, the more suppressed they can't hold their heads up, the more secretly they value them in their hearts, and they only hope to steal a little more from their teacher. , Tomorrow will be stronger and calmer than him.

I thought he would definitely join the army, but I didn't expect that my husband would go back to Wu Jun. It's such a good thing, how can I not continue it?

So the tables, chairs and tea were served in a hurry.

Sun Shangxiang sighed helplessly: "At this time, I know I'm good."

Li Yinzhou looked around, but Zhang Ji was nowhere to be seen. He guessed that he was wandering around the world again. He was feeling lost, but he heard Dong Zhong say, "Mr. Zhongjing has left early to wait for you in Haichang, and he said he wanted to see you." How to live, Captain Lu wrote a letter saying that he has arrived, sir, don't worry."

Zhang Ji absolutely refused to say such frank and concerned words in front of his apprentice.

He can be a good teacher, but he is unavoidably vulgar. He knows that he has grown up, but he always wants to see how his own children are doing well these years, how much they have suffered, what happened, and what kind of wind and rain they have grown up to be so upright and graceful. Tough look.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, he is the master's life/root/son.

He always knew.

In his twilight years, Zhang Ji just wanted to accompany his apprentice quietly for another journey, to go farther.

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The next day, Li Yinzhou turned to the "Hua Tuo Acupuncture Classic" brought by Zhang Ji, and turned to the page of Mafeisan.

This ancient book lost in the annals of history not only records acupuncture points, but also decades of experience in surgery, the shape and structure of instruments, and the secret recipe for anesthesia.The famous Mafeisan is one of them.

Li Yinzhou himself had developed a decoction for anesthesia in his early years, but compared to Hua Tuo, who has specialized in surgery for decades, he was still a little behind. Now that he finally had the opportunity to study the essence of his ancestors, he was a little lost in thought for a while.

Only Dong Zhong dared to ask: "Sir, what are you looking at?"

A pair of clear and bold eyes kept moving towards the book.

Li Yinzhou didn't intend to hide anything, so he slid his fingers down on the bamboo slips, and patiently taught him: "This recipe is called Mafeisan. After taking it, it can make people paralyzed like a dead body, and you won't feel any pain in your body. Then you can just open the body and perform the knife, and the patient will not wake up until several hours later. Mr. Hua Tuo used this method to become famous all over the world in his early years. , so it is amazed by the world, and even thinks that it has the art of witchcraft. In fact, everything has a cause and effect, and this method also has a reason for compatibility. It is not some strange art, but the result of in-depth research."

Dong Zhong didn't understand half of what he heard, but he clicked his tongue with interest, and twisted Li Yinzhou to ask questions.

Sun Shangxiang recalled the old things in the past, and thought of the child who was over fifteen years old. With a soft smile on his face, he couldn't help saying: "Actually, you, Mr. Li, had a child by caesarean section in the early years, and you were famous all over the Jianghuai River, and now you are studying the prescription of Mafeisan. , do you want to go back to your old job?"

This is to tease him with a joke from more than ten years ago.

Li Yinzhou just smiled and didn't answer.

……

The next month, when an envoy from Shuzhong came, Liu Bei came to Wu in person with several confidants. After paying a visit to the prefect Zhu Zhi, he went straight to the general's mansion with three warehouses of heavy gifts without touching the ground.

Counting the days, it was indeed time for Liu Bei to propose.

It seems that Sun Quan and Lu Su have already decided on a strategy.

Li Yinzhou looked down at the "Acupuncture Classics" under his eyelids, and slowly turned to the next page.

He may not be able to change history, but he is still unwilling to lose to fate.