Rebirth of Wu Ba Spring and Autumn

"See Your Majesty!"

When Qingji entered the medical school, Bian Que (Chen Huan), who was an imperial physician, was teaching his students to identify herbs.

Chen Huan has been in charge of the medical services in the palace since he served as the Imperial Physician Order of Wu State, and occasionally he will diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine for some ministers to save lives and heal the wounded.

However, Chen Huan's main task was to train more doctors for Wu.

In the state of Wu, doctors enjoy a rather lofty status, which is equivalent to scholars.

So in the past two years, the number of scholars in Jixia Academy of Medicine has reached more than a thousand.

Qingji had heard a little about this.

At this time, in the huge academy, the students of the medical school all stood up and bowed to Qingji who suddenly entered the courtyard.

"Participate in the King, King Wannian!"

Qingji smiled slightly, waved his hands and said, "You don't need to be too polite."

"Learn what you should learn, teach what you should teach, don't care about others."

"promise!"

That being said, just because Qingji stood here, the students present couldn't help but look eagerly at him.

After all, there are too few doctors who really don't care about fame and wealth, but only want to serve the world.

However, Qingji can understand.

After all, not everyone is a "sage" with the spirit of self-sacrifice and selfless dedication.

Even Qingji couldn't do it himself, let alone ask his subjects to do it.

Seeing Qingji coming, Bian Que didn't dare to neglect, and hurried forward, following Qingji to inspect various situations of the medical school.

"Chen Huan, is there any difficulty in medical school now?"

After Qingji climbed to the top of a palace, he glanced at Bian Que who was following behind and asked.

When Bian Que heard the words, he hurriedly bowed and replied: "Thanks to your majesty's care, all matters of the medical school can basically be unimpeded."

"Even many scholars from other colleges plan to enter the medical school."

"Is there such a thing?"

Qingji couldn't help frowning.

"Have!"

Bian Que said slowly: "Jixia Academy has School of Political Science, School of Law, School of Business, School of Medicine, School of Engineering, and School of Armed Forces. The six schools are all popular."

"Among them, only the College of Engineering does not need to be able to read and write. The other five colleges must have a certain degree of culture, at least not one person who is illiterate, so those who can be admitted to Jixia Academy are generally scholars."

"Some people major in law and political science, some major in military science and medical science, and so on."

"What's more, it may be possible to continue to study..."

Regarding this matter, Qingji was well aware of it.

After all, as Jixia Academy is the largest talent training base in Wu State, and even in the whole world, it is impossible for Qingji not to take it seriously.

As the saying goes, there is a return on investment.

Over the years, Jixia Academy has been continuously sending a large number of talents to Wu.

Those scholars who came out of Jixia Academy were able to endure hardships and stand hard work. They went to the six counties of Lingnan to serve as officials, just to repay Qingji's kindness.

Qingji saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart.

Jixia Academy has always strongly advocated that some scholars study two courses concurrently, or even multiple courses.

As the saying goes, too many skills don't overwhelm you.

What I'm afraid of is that every subject is half-baked, and everything is perfect.

However, Jixia Academy has stricter regulations for scholars who are concurrently studying.

If a scholar wants to study concurrently, he must pass the exam, get the approval of his master, and then be approved by the minister in charge, so that he can really learn another skill.

Qingji's big hand was slowly placed on the railing, looking at the students who were identifying medicinal herbs in the distance.

I saw that the students had their own seats. After receiving the herbs, they took them back to their seats and began to identify them one by one.

Qingji's eyes were far and deep, and he asked meaningfully: "Chen Huan, do you agree that scholars should also study medicine?"

"Does Your Majesty want the truth, or do you want to hear lies?"

Bian Que lowered his head and said.

"Of course it's the truth."

"Your Majesty, I'm telling you the truth. Medical skills are complicated, and you must study them without any distractions. Just like a great sage who is a scholar, like a minister, if you study hard all your life, you may not be able to fully comprehend the mastery of medicine."

Bian Que sighed and said: "Scholar who also studied medicine, how can he study hard?"

"I secretly think that all doctors should be good at what they do, specialize in what they do, and do what they do."

"As your Majesty advocated, everyone in our country of Wu has his own position and performs his duties..."

After a pause, Bian Que said again: "Medicine is different from law, politics, and business."

"Most of the schools of thought have similarities, but medicine is different."

"If you are not a genius, if you can make up for your weakness with diligence, you may not be able to achieve anything within three to five years."

"Like a minister, you can achieve a small achievement in ten years, but you can do it alone. You can achieve it in twenty years. You need to work tirelessly in thirty years to explore deeper medical mysteries and analyze various difficult and miscellaneous diseases in order to prescribe the right medicine..."

Qingji knew all about what Bian Que said.

indeed!

Medicine is different from the studies of various schools of thought.

After all, among the six colleges of Jixia Academy, the School of Political Science, the School of Law, and the School of Armed Forces are really popular industries.

Scholars who come out of these three colleges can almost all be officials, generals, prime ministers, and officials.

Why?

Because politics, law, and military are all interlinked to a certain extent, they can be studied concurrently.

Business schools, medical schools, and engineering schools are different. There are very few scholars who can really become officials, and most of them may be assigned to civilians.

They will not be activated until the critical moment, and then they will have a chance to stand out.

Therefore, the real great talents usually stay in the three academies of politics, law, and military.

As the saying goes, there are specializations in the art industry, that's all.

Among all the colleges, the one with the lowest error tolerance rate is the scholars of the medical school.

Because if it is not done well, one carelessness may put people to death and become a "quack doctor".

After some deliberation, Qing Ji narrowed his eyes and said, "Chen Huan, just as you said just now, not everyone is a genius."

"Of course, I am born to be useful. Why are you so demanding, everyone is good at medicine, and study hard?"

"The existence of medical schools is to cultivate more outstanding doctors."

"However, the road is long and long, and I will search up and down..."

"It's more like the big waves washing the sand. Those who are really interested and have the patience to study medical skills are destined to be very few."

"However, the widow believes that they will be able to become independent doctors, saving lives and healing wounds!"

Hearing this, Bian Que finally bowed to Qingji in conviction and said, "Your Majesty is wise, it's because the minister's situation is small."

"..."

Qingji doesn't think that Bian Que's layout is small.

It's just that they look at the problem from different angles.

Although, those scholars who can't study medicine assiduously for more than ten years, or even decades, may be wasting the resources of Jixia Academy and Wu State.

But Qingji can't do it across the board, he has to force them to be doctors, and they have to be doctors for the rest of their lives.