The famous doctors of the Beijing Division quietly fell on a seventy-year-old man sitting on the Taishi's chair, Xu Xinxue of Renji Hall at this time.

Compared with the folk doctors who have their own concerns in Beijing, this Xu Xinxue is very interesting.

Xu Xinxue has a great reputation in Beijing, and this reputation does not mean how Xu Xinxue is respected by high-ranking dignitaries, but refers to Xu Xinxue's extremely high reputation. This fame is not only for his excellent medical skills, but also for saving countless people. It is also because of Xu Xinxue's benevolence. Xu Xinxue cured diseases and saved people, and most of the people he saved were poor. Moreover, many of the people saved were scholars. Because the consultation fee is scarce, even the consultation fee is not required, and the medicinal materials are distributed at a low price or even for free, so Xu Xinxue has a very high reputation in Beijing. Such a reputation is not only respected by everyone in the medical community, but also because many scholars have tried their best to publicize it, so that Xu Xinxue is also respected by Jingshi Shilin.

In addition, Xu Xinxue is now in his seventies. At such an age, half of the body is buried in the ground. At this age, some old people may no longer have the energy to take care of anything, but for a famous doctor like Xu Xinxue, who is already evil and cares about the suffering of the people, it is a different mood.

In his opinion, at the age of seventy, what else can he take care of? If you bend your waist for the sake of power, then you will not care about poverty all these years, so that you will not get much wealth when you are old.

But if he is afraid of power and allows the powerful to destroy the people, then he will live to be a dog at this age.

Thinking of this, Xu Xinxue was about to open his mouth, and he planned to frustrate the spirit of this new monarch. Let him understand that in such a professional matter as medicine, it is not feasible for a layman to guide an insider.

Just when Xu Xinxue made up his mind, suddenly, someone rushed to answer.

It was Hu Bo who rushed to answer, and he said: "The old man is not talented, try his best to think, and it is good to get nine points." ”

As soon as Xu Xinxue saw Hu Bo speak, he was suddenly imposed. Seeing that it was Hu Bo who opened his mouth, his mind changed again.

Hu Bo is not Zhu Cihong, and he is also a generation of famous doctors. When he was in Linqing, he created a great prestige, and he was very famous for his injuries, and he healed many serious injuries in the green forest.

What made Xu Xinxue impressive was not only Hu Bo's attainments in trauma medicine, but another institution that Hu Bo represented: the Army Hospital.

The army hospital was established by Zhu Cihong in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, and it was only a dozen people at the beginning, but with Zhu Cihong's investment of 5,000 taels and 10,000 taels for a while, regardless of the cost of work, the scale of the army hospital continued to expand, the talents were constantly enriched, and the medical technology and hospital treatment capacity also soared.

Such a series of results directly made the results of the army hospital treatment improve by leaps and bounds, especially what made Xu Xinxue admire in his heart was that the army hospital was not an exclusive hospital for officers. Most of the time, army hospitals are treated by ordinary sergeants.

Xu Xinxue knew that the military discipline of the Royal Guards was excellent, and many people guessed that Zhu Cihong might lead the troops in a good way, and the famous generals under his command were like clouds. But in Xu Xinxue's view, there must be credit to the army hospital. It is the army hospital's treatment of soldiers at any cost that will bring soldiers back to their hearts.

If you are injured, you will be healed, if you die, you will be rewarded, but what worries do you have about not working hard? Since there is a reward for winning the war, the soldiers will not spend their minds on the little people.

In this way, joining the army has also been a glorious experience. The gold content of the soldier's identity has increased greatly, and the army is naturally particularly sad about maintaining honor.

Of course, Xu Xinxue is not only concerned about this. He had also heard that the army hospital was open to the people, and such a military institution was also willing to open up the resources of His Majesty the Emperor to the people, which made Xu Xinxue admire.

In the end, Xu Xinxue knew about the scale of the army hospital that took root in the Taiji Factory.

The Renji Hall where he is located is a large medical hall in Beijing, opened in the inner city of Mingshifang, with eight doors, dozens of apprentices he brought down, hundreds of apprentices and grandchildren spread to all parts of Beijing, and there are 16 people who can go out to treat patients independently. It is said that this is already a behemoth in the first place in the Jingshi.

But compared to the army hospital, it is far inferior. The Army occupies three separate compounds, hundreds of houses, more than 300 regular physicians, and more than 1,000 informal trainee physicians, nurses, and medical personnel of all kinds. In addition, there are thousands of hospital beds in the Jingying area.

Such a place means that more than 5,000 people can be remediated every day. With such medical capabilities, it only takes one year to open the business can surpass Xu Xinxue's 40 years of work.

In Xu Xinxue's heart, this is merit, this is ability. Heal more people and let the common people overcome the disease more, this is the greatest achievement of the doctor.

Therefore, in the face of Hu Bo, Xu Xinxue's momentum fell, and he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The old man can probably get eight points of sincerity." ”

Cui Wenpu, the director of Tai Hospital, said: "It is also seven or eight points." ”

In the end, the eyes of the rest of the people fell on Wu Youxing.

Wu Youxing was silent, and the rest of the people were even more silent.

"But how can a doctor in the world have such a skill?" Zhu Cihong pointed to a group of doctors in the army hospital: "If a famous doctor can treat 100 people a day, and everyone goes up, there will only be more than 1,000 people a day." But there are tens of millions of patients in the world, and most of them die in seven days...... The condition is as fast as ......"

The crowd was still silent. Zhu Cihong directly pointed to the disadvantages of traditional Chinese medicine, which is tantamount to vaguely believing that the set of methods that everyone present has always insisted on is not working at all.

In the corner, Kong Luoling suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

He looked at a rather handsome male doctor beside him and said, "Zhou Yiyi, why don't everyone speak?" It's a little weird......"

Doctor Zhou's tone was also a little strange, and he said quietly: "Doctor Kong...... If a flat-headed person points to the prescription you prescribe and says it's wrong, how do you feel in a normal mood? What if you point to our doctors and say that our medical skills are not right? Is there a problem with our method of curing diseases and saving people from the root? ”

Kong Luoling was angry at first, and of course it was annoying for a layman to guide an insider. But then he became even more angry: "Do you think what the Holy One said is wrong? ”

Doctor Zhou didn't open his mouth anymore. But in his opinion, doesn't this emperor just don't know how to pretend to understand and mess around?

Only Xu Xinxue still refuses to admit defeat: "Dare to ask the saint, the so-called do your best to obey the destiny of heaven." It's not easy to come up with a cure, but is it impossible to come up with a cure that everyone understands, but is useless? ”

"Naturally, it is not what Dr. Xu said, in my opinion, although the nine kinds of dialectics between the outside and the inside are excellent, they cannot be promoted, and the practicability is too low. China's medicine has advanced far from other countries, but there is a problem. There are many different theories, so that it is difficult to verify the effect of repeated treatment, so it is necessary to rely on the personal experience of the doctor. However, when medical treatment, especially sample expansion, requires thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of doctors to learn, it is very easy to have deviations. ”

"This time, in the face of the plague. We can't tell the difference, what is the plague disease in this world? Are plagues of all kinds? How many are there? How do you get sick, how do you get sick, how do you die? For example, it is good to say that the big head plague, the probe plague, and the melon plague. These are superficial descriptions of the symptoms of the plague by the common people. Even if the plague can be accurately described in one place, it will be the opposite in another. As a result, the actual type of disease is still uncertain. This leads to the inability to treat the symptoms at the time of treatment. Therefore, I propose to first understand the plague in front of us and determine the name of the disease. When Zhu Cihong said this, the atmosphere of the people present finally eased slightly.

Kong Luoling clenched his fists tightly: "I think it makes sense!" As doctors, we should name people with real professionalism, not let ordinary people name after individual symptoms! In this way, the symptoms can be correct, and the symptoms can be treated, and the medicine can be treated according to the method! ”

"That's right...... But it's hard to guarantee that it's the right nonsense. Xu Xinxue commented in his heart, but when he saw Zhu Cihong's theory, he had to admit that this emperor had a set. At least, he couldn't argue with that.

Wu Youxing finally spoke: "Please also ask the Holy Lord to show me." How is the plague classified, what is it, and how is it classified? ”

"Plague...... Just a general term. I thought this was the collective term for all virulent infectious diseases. This time the plague was named the plague by me! Zhu Cihong clapped his hands, and the attendant brought a stack of materials, which contained a copy of the case and the results of the autopsy.

Zhu Cihong took the lead in opening it and asked people to distribute it to everyone, saying, "First of all." Extremely contagious. ”

Doctor Zhou beside Kong Luoling snorted coldly, and said in his heart: This is not nonsense?

"Secondly, more than half of the mortality rates. Non-virulent infectious diseases cannot be reached. After that, the key is that the lymph nodes are significant, and the so-called macrocephaly is a symptom of lymphatic swelling in the neck and back of the ears found after dissection. Zhu Cihong talked eloquently and found that everyone was stunned.

Xu Xinxue immediately interrupted: "Dare to ask the saint, what is this lymph node?" ”

Zhu Cihong was stunned, reacted, and coughed lightly. He had a girlfriend who was a doctor in his previous life, and he also knew a lot about it in order to pursue it, and it was not possible to really practice medicine, but it was good to pretend to have a comprehensive understanding. Of course, there is no way to mention the things of this era and later generations.

However, no matter how anxious Zhu Cihong was, he immediately glanced at the name on the file in hand, his heart lit up, and he said leisurely: "Oh, that's it." This is the latest research result in the dissection room of the Army Hospital, well, it is the research discovery of this Dr. Kong Luoling. The physician found symptoms in the neck and behind the ears, and as for the lymph nodes, I believe they are immune organs that are part of the body's defense. A tangible substance to resist external evils. Because it was found new, it was directly named. This time, I would like to thank Dr. Kong Luoling for his efforts. ”

Kong Luoling suddenly felt countless eyes fall on her, making her face turn red.

"Yes...... That's right. At this moment, Kong Luoling's head was full of excitement, his cheeks were crimson, his starry eyes were shining, and he couldn't speak.

The famous doctors in Beijing still need to be questioned, and Li Zhongzi opened his mouth: "Could it be that it is the scene observed by the divine mirror that the saint said before?" ”

Zhu Cihong was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered that it was the microscope that he had tinkered with some time ago. It's just that it's just a sample, and in order to let Li Zhongzi, Wu Youxing, and Gong Juzhong and other contemporary famous doctors join, this is the artifact that was revealed.

Of course, Li Zhongzi helped, the opportunity is rare, and Zhu Cihong responded: "That's the case." ”

Li Zhongzi looked relieved.

At this time, Zhu Cihong hurriedly changed the topic: "In the end, he vomited blood and died." The so-called laryngeal paralysis, according to the more professional description of doctors, should be extremely congested with the trachea and bronchial mucosa, and even cause damage to vascular and lymphatic endothelial cells, acute hemorrhagic and necrotizing changes, and lead to rapid death of the patient. ”

Zhu Cihong's nouns all have a strange taste, but the people here are all famous doctors, they have their own set of theories, not to mention, the most important thing is that they are all experienced, Zhu Cihong's description is simple and easy to understand, everyone replaces the vocabulary in their own understanding, and it is easy to understand what Zhu Cihong is talking about.

Wu Youxing finally opened his mouth again: "The braid of plague symptoms, what His Highness said is correct. It's just that I don't know how His Highness wants to classify the various plagues. ”

"Based on the autopsy and historical dossier, I believe that the plague can be classified as follows." Zhu Cihong said: "First of all, it is light. There is irregular low-grade fever, mild systemic symptoms, swelling and pain of regional lymph nodes, occasional suppuration, and no bleeding. This is followed by glandular type, with sudden chills, high fever, headache, fatigue, body aches and occasional nausea, vomiting, irritability, skin ecchymosis, and bleeding. Eventually, death from poisoning, secondary pneumonia, or sepsis. Again pulmonary type. The epidemic developed rapidly, with rapid onset of high fever, obvious symptoms of systemic poisoning, chest pain, cough, and sputum production appeared a few hours after the onset of the disease, and the sputum quickly turned from a small amount to a large amount of bright red bloody sputum. Dyspnea and cyanosis worsen rapidly. He was highly cyanotic before death, and his skin was often blackish-purple, which was also seen in the literature of Europa, and was called the Black Death...... It is followed by eye type, throat type, and meningitis type. ”

As soon as Zhu Cihong's words fell, there was a burst of flipping books in the room.

The thick dossier was constantly rummaging through each man's hand.

"Those with black and purple skin, there is this dossier!"

"Then, the probe plague and the melon plague are the pneumonic plague that His Highness said. Big-headed plague may be meningitidic plague. Pimple plague may be bubonic plague ......"

"Corresponding to the words of the Holy One......

The imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were all admired, and their faces were full of admiration.

Xu Xinxue saw it, but he was not convinced in his heart, and these people from the hospital might be slapping horses.

Thinking of this, Xu Xinxue opened his mouth and said: "The so-called pulmonary plague, cerebral plague, isn't it that the poison of the plague is in the lungs and brain?" If so, how can you prove that the gas is there? ”

Zhu Cihong said: "Of course it can be proven. Come on, go to the base factory and bring all the microscopes! ”

Xu Xinxue had a slight bad premonition, but in his heart, another voice suddenly sounded: Perhaps, this is a new life...... (To be continued.) )