Chapter 306 The doctor sitting in court
Chapter 306 The doctor sitting in court
His name will be passed down through the ages, and even his master can be mentioned by name, and this is all thanks to his disciple.
Zhang Bozu knows his own strengths and weaknesses, and his disciple is better than him.
Very good, very good. He is worthy of being Zhang Bozu’s apprentice.
For a while, Zhang Bozu also received more respect from the people. Being the master of a miracle doctor, wouldn’t that be even more powerful?
Doctor Zhang Zhongjing was called the Medical Saint by later generations. Although we don’t know what it means, the word “Saint” cannot be used casually.
The people also know something about Confucius. They all know him and he is called the Sage Confucius.
So is the Medical Saint considered a saint among medical doctors?
The people thought so, and not only the people thought so, but others thought so too.
Those who were given titles in later generations were naturally very powerful.
Recognized by others.
“Senior Zhang Zhongjing, you are right.
Later, one of your fellow townsmen, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing, said to you that you are very talented, smart and steady, and as long as you concentrate on studying medicine, you will definitely become a famous medical scientist in the future.
After hearing this, Zhang Zhongjing became more determined to study medicine.
From then on, he studied harder, read more medical books, looked for experience in them, and applied it to clinical diagnosis. He made great progress and soon became a famous doctor.
Even later, Senior Zhang Zhongjing's medical skills surpassed those of your master.
Of course, these are all gained from the experience of Mr. Zhang Zhongjing, as well as from reading various medical books and being diligent and studious.
In addition to reading these medical books, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing also learned from many sources.
We have collected a wide range of effective methods of treating diseases from ancient times to the present, and even tried our best to collect folk remedies.
After decades of hard work, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing collected a large amount of materials, including your personal clinical experience, and wrote the 16-volume Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases.
These are all the information that you, Senior Zhang Zhongjing, have painstakingly collected and your personal experiences. "
It's a pity that it has not been preserved completely, but fortunately, it has not been completely lost and has been passed down.
Unlike some medical books, those have been completely lost and cannot be found at all. We only know that there is such a medical book, but it is completely impossible to find it.
This is such a pity.
The history is too long and there have been too many wars, so there is not much that our ancestors were able to preserve.
Therefore, we should take better care of the things that are left behind.
"This is a good idea to write a medical book based on your clinical experience," Dong Feng's eyes lit up. "I wonder if Senior Zhang Zhongjing has finished writing a medical book? Can I borrow it to have a look?"
If you borrow a book of experience written by a miracle doctor, you will naturally be more inspired.
Zhang Zhongjing shook his head in confusion. He really had not written any medical books yet.
It should be written by him later. After hearing the little immortal praising the book he wrote so much, he wanted to take a look at it.
Did he really write it that well?
Many people in the barrage also expressed their desire to take a look. Many of them did not have the opportunity to see it. The doctors who had medical books hid them well and would not show them to them.
"How can you just borrow this medical book and read it casually?" Sun Simiao said, "Of course, I don't mind, but some doctors do mind."
Sun Simiao's words were not without reason. Dong Feng quickly apologized and said, "It's my fault. This is my hard work. How can I lend it to others casually?"
Zhang Zhongjing smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. We doctors should communicate more so that we can better improve our medical skills. If I really write this medical book in the future, I will definitely show it to you first."
Zhang Zhongjing looked at Dong Feng and said, they were in the same period, so it would be convenient for them to meet now.
"Senior Zhang Zhongjing is not joking?" Dong Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that Senior Zhang Zhongjing would be so generous.
"Of course I'm not joking," Zhang Zhongjing said with a smile.
"Senior Zhang Zhongjing is so generous, but don't forget me. I really admire you, Senior Zhang Zhongjing," Sun Simiao also said, and Hua Tuo and Li Shizhen also laughed.
If Zhang Zhongjing was really willing to share his medical books with them, they would naturally be willing to read them, and of course, they would not be stingy.
The five of them smiled, which made many doctors in front of the sky curtain extremely envious.
These five are all big guys, and they know these five people very well. They are even more excited to see the five people get together, as if they were seeing their idols meeting each other.
Now hearing that the medical books were going to be shared, the doctors shed tears of emotion. Woo woo woo woo, why couldn’t they go up to the sky curtain? They also wanted to read medical books. They wondered if Senior Zhang Zhongjing would be willing to let them take a look, even just a glance!
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"Little immortal, please continue speaking," said Sun Simiao.
"Okay, although you, Senior Zhang Zhongjing, have disliked being an official since you were a child, your father once served in the imperial court, so many people from aristocratic families were promoted to high positions. You, Senior Zhang Zhongjing, inherited your family's position. During the reign of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, you were selected as a filial and incorrupt official by the prefectures and counties, and you still entered the officialdom that you hated the most.
He was appointed as the governor of Changsha.
However, during your time as prefect, Senior Zhang Zhongjing still used your medical skills to treat the people.
However, in the feudal dynasty at that time, officials could not enter the homes of ordinary people at will, let alone approach the people easily.
But how can we treat the people without contacting them?
So, Senior Zhang Zhongjing came up with an idea. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, you opened the government office wide, closed your office and let sick people in. Then, Senior Zhang Zhongjing, you would sit upright in the hall and treat the people one by one.
After thinking of this method, Senior Zhang Zhongjing, you immediately implemented it and asked the people in the yamen to issue a notice to tell the people about this matter.
After the people knew this, they loved you, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing, even more and felt that you were a good official who served the people.
Over time, this has become a routine, and some patients even come from thousands of miles away to see you, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing.
Later, people called the doctors who sat in the lobby to treat patients "Zuotang Doctors", which is also used to commemorate you, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing."
When I watched TV before, I heard a lot about the doctor who was sitting in the clinic. When I heard the term "doctor who was sitting in the clinic", I thought it must be a very, very good doctor.
That is the backbone of the entire clinic.
Hua Tuo and Dong Feng looked at Zhang Zhongjing. They didn't expect that this man had been a prefect. This position was not big, but not small either.
But to these doctors and common people, the prefect is indeed a high-ranking official, but to the high-ranking officials, the prefect is just a small official. It all depends on the person.
The people in front of the sky were all stunned. They seemed to have discovered that they all knew the doctor on duty, but they didn't expect that it was to commemorate the miracle doctor on the sky.
Whether it is Hua Tuo, Xinglin, or the doctor in the hall, the people are all familiar with them. Now, they all think that these three people are good people from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially after hearing what the little immortal said, Zhang Zhongjing was a prefect, and he actually opened a yamen to treat the people. Just ask, which other official would think so much about the people?
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