Ming Dynasty: He was ordered to give lectures in prison, but Lao Zhu eavesdropped and made people nu

Chapter 258 Lin Che: How to judge whether a miracle doctor is a quack doctor or an ordinary doctor?
"Do you think the craftsmanship system is perfect? ​​It also has big problems."

Lin Che couldn't help but laugh when she looked at Zhu Xi, who was full of confidence and compared the craftsman household system to an imperial doctor.

"How is it possible? I am a craftsman from the Ming Dynasty..."

Zhu Xi subconsciously wanted to refute.

Then he asked him for advice:

"Please tell me sir, what are the disadvantages of our Ming Dynasty craftsman household system?"

Lin Che shook her head and said:

"I just mentioned the matter about the craftsman's household in passing. Treat this issue as your homework. You can take the time to think about it yourself."

Although Zhu Xiang was full of curiosity.

But knowing Lin Che's character, he stopped asking about the craftsman's business.

Let’s continue with the previous topic:

"Sir, can you tell me what shortcomings there are in the royal medical inheritance system?"

Lin Che took a sip of wine.

He did not answer Zhu Xi’s question, but asked instead:
"In our Ming Dynasty, how should we judge a doctor? Is he a miracle doctor or a quack? Or an ordinary doctor?"

Before Zhu Ping came to Confucius Temple, he was thinking about the Northern Expedition and the Eastern Conquest of Japan every day.

How can I evaluate the quality of a doctor without caring about him?

It was Zhu Bai who rushed to answer:
"He who can cure diseases with medicine and has the uncanny ability to rejuvenate is a miracle doctor."

“Doctors who make wrong diagnoses or prescribe wrong medicines that harm people are quacks.”

"And it is ordinary doctors who can neither misjudge the condition of the patient nor restore the patient to health by prescribing a single prescription."

Lin Che nodded slightly, indicating that she recognized Zhu Bai's answer.

But he continued to ask: "Are there more quack doctors or more miracle doctors in the world? Or are there more ordinary doctors?"

"How did their medical skills improve?"

Zhu Xi didn't want to be compared to a ten-year-old child.

Although I am a little unsure of the answer.

However, he still rushed to say:

"Just as the number of great generals whose names have been passed down through the ages is rare, I think the number of miracle doctors should be the same."

"As for quack doctors? I think as long as they kill someone, they will definitely be beaten to death by their family members."

"The number of them has been decreasing, and it shouldn't be very many, so the most common doctors in the world should be ordinary doctors."

Zhu Xiang continued to guess, after talking about the number of miracle doctors, quack doctors and ordinary doctors.

Then he answered Lin Che's second question.

"As for the doctors of the Ming Dynasty, I usually use methods to improve my medical skills."

"Dadi is the same as a general. He must first familiarize himself with the art of war, and then participate in war to gain experience."

"That is to say, first familiarize yourself with medical skills, remember the medicinal properties of medicinal materials, and then combine the knowledge of medical books with real-life illnesses when treating people. Over time, even if you cannot become a miracle doctor, you can become a good doctor."

Although Zhu Xi didn't understand medicine, he had studied it with Lin Che for so long.

Simple inference can still be done.

In addition, when he talks about military affairs, his mind spins quickly.

After this lengthy discussion, his answer was indistinguishable from the real situation.

Lin Che nodded slightly and did not raise any objection to Zhu Ming's words.

Instead, he pointed out the biggest problem with the imperial medical system.

"As you said, doctors rely on experience to improve their medical skills."

"But the imperial doctors in Tai Hospital were born among the common people a few generations ago. They have frequent contact with patients, and their medical skills are in a state of improvement."

"And the remaining imperial doctors who succeeded their fathers did not have the opportunity to treat people before their fathers died."

"Every day I just read medical books and study hard, and I am familiar with all kinds of theoretical knowledge. Then I am helpless when facing real patients, just like Zhao Kuo in ancient times."

It can be said that the imperial medical system of the Ming Dynasty was simply stupid.

Before medicine was standardized.

All doctors rely heavily on their medical experience to treat people.

After all, many diseases are very similar on the surface.

If you haven’t seen enough cases.

He only memorizes and prescribes medicines to treat diseases according to the instructions in medical books.It might lead to death.

But the problem is that the imperial doctors of the Ming Dynasty are all exclusive doctors of the royal family.

Without the emperor's order, it would be impossible to have the opportunity to treat people.

And if you are qualified, please use these noble and high-ranking officials as imperial doctors.

It will be for reasons of confidentiality and avoidance of suspicion.

Usually, he would also support famous doctors from among the people at home to treat his illness.

Even if the emperor personally sent the imperial doctor there, it would just be a formality.

It simply cannot achieve the effect of improving medical experience.

The patient was not given the opportunity to receive medical treatment.

The imperial doctors at Da Ming Tai Hospital gradually became a bunch of trash who could only memorize medical books.

"Zhao Kuo?"

Zhu Xi's eyes widened, still realizing that what Lin Che said was true.

It turns out that the imperial medical system formulated by my father really had big problems.

He swallowed and said in a dry tone:

"The imperial doctors at Tai Hospital can only treat relatives of the emperor in Yingtian Mansion."

"But the number of sick nobles is limited, and there are hundreds of imperial doctors in the imperial hospital. Even if the royal relatives take turns to get sick, each imperial doctor will not have the opportunity to see a doctor once a year."

"So, doesn't it mean that most of the doctors at our Ming Tai Hospital are just fake people?"

At the end of the conversation, Zhu Xi's face became uncertain.

Members of the royal family regardless of age over the years.

Just among the royal family and nobles, as many as [-]% of children died due to typhoid fever every year.

Imperial doctors all attributed the deaths of people to incurable diseases.

however.

Zhu Xi once accidentally overheard some eunuchs and maids chatting.

It is said that the little noble is just infected with the cold.

If Dr. Pan came to treat him, it would only be a matter of a few decoctions.

Why was he cured to death by a certain royal doctor?

Zhu Ping used to think that his servants were too talkative.How can you blame an imperial doctor who has inherited medical skills for a matter of life and death?

Now, after Lin Che's unraveling.

Zhu Xi finally understood that perhaps some of the royal family members who died young were suffering from incurable diseases.

But there are definitely quacks like Zhao Kuo, as Lin Che said.

Because I have no experience in treating diseases.

So much so that he misjudged his illness, treated a minor illness into a serious one, and even tortured the person to death.

"Why, a relative in the palace died after being treated by quack doctors in the imperial hospital?"

Lin Che looked at Zhu Xi's troops and asked tentatively.

"more than one!"

Zhu Xi gritted his teeth and said.

After clarifying the relationship between the doctor's medical skills and his experience in treating diseases.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that many of his relatives had died young.

They were all killed by quack doctors who had been passed down for generations in Taiyuan Hospital and had become nothing more than endorsements.

Lin Che saw that Zhu Xi's nameless fire was getting stronger and stronger.

Zhu Xi seems to have thought about this problem.

He snorted heavily:
"If I have the chance, I will definitely investigate the Imperial Hospital."

"Catch all those horrible quack doctors who are just pretending to be doctors, behead them, and then dig up the graves of their grandfathers and whip their corpses."

"To shock the whole world of those who are incompetent and still try to practice medicine."

Zhu Xiang's idea is very simple, that is, kill all your incompetent quack doctors in Taiyuan Hospital.

The rest are all imperial doctors with medical skills.

(End of this chapter)