After being turned into cannon fodder, I relied on involution to survive

Yu Zizhen, who also noticed that they had been quietly approaching here, raised his head and gave Yu Heng and Yao Guang a look.

The two of them understood, and immediately followed Yu Zizhen's previous instructions, shouting in a clear childish voice, "It's a free clinic, it's a free clinic. Just give our two doctors a pulse, and you can go to the big pot and get a bowl of hot milk with eggs." Pimple soup. If someone is diagnosed with any physical discomfort, our two doctors will also prescribe medicine for free."

Perhaps the children looked more harmless. Those little beggars who were originally a little afraid of Yu Zizhen and others, under the constant shouts of Yu Heng and Yao Guang, actually a small number of them actually tried to go to where Yu Zizhen and Doctor Feng were. come over.

Upon seeing this, Yu Heng immediately motioned for them to go to Yu Zizhen's place to queue up first, "First, let our little doctor diagnose the pulse, and then go to our doctor Feng's place for repeated consultation. After that, you can go and get the pimple soup."

The leading children were all around ten years old. When they heard Yu Heng's words, they immediately realized that Yu Zizhen should be the kind of medical apprentice who followed the master to learn pulse diagnosis and prescription.

Being able to reach this point proves that the young doctor's medical skills have been initially recognized by his master. Even if he does not bring the doctor next to him, they will dare to accept his pulse diagnosis and prescription.

After all, in many rural areas, there are no serious doctors at all. Many of the people who treat them are just former medical clerks who are proficient in medical science.

These two knives can treat people and prescribe medicine. How can they, a serious medical apprentice, have any right to be picky?

Not to mention that they brought their own master, and after the pulse diagnosis, they were given a free bowl of hot and fragrant pimple soup.

The few beggars, who had weighed the pros and cons in an instant, lined up in front of Yu Zizhen without hesitation.

Yu Zizhen smiled and motioned to the child standing at the front of the team to sit down. The child was a little flattered by her extraordinarily friendly attitude. He sat on the small square stool with a slight restraint, and then at Yu Zizhen's signal, he sat down. Put your dirty wrist on the pulse pillow.

Yu Zizhen didn't dislike them being dirty at all. She checked the pulse and prescribed prescriptions for every child who came to line up as usual, and then motioned them to Dr. Feng for follow-up consultation.

Dr. Feng had already been mentioned by Yu Zizhen before he came here. He knew that Yu Zizhen was here to practice his pulse diagnosis and prescription skills, so even though he was not used to the patient's dirty and messy condition, he did not dare to treat the patient perfunctorily.

Every patient whose pulse Yu Zizhen examined would be diagnosed again carefully.

After the diagnosis, if there is a problem, he will take the prescription prescribed by Yu Zizhen to see if her medication and combination are suitable.

If he couldn't find any problems with the prescription, he would arrange for his little medicine boy to get the medicine for him. But if he could find a problem, he would first discuss the symptoms and prescription with Yu Zizhen.

Between the two of them, sometimes it was Doctor Feng who persuaded Yu Zizhen, and sometimes it was Yu Zizhen who persuaded Doctor Feng. Every time Yu Zizhen convinced Doctor Feng, Doctor Feng would benefit a lot from her detailed interpretation of the prescription.

He gradually realized that Yu Zizhen was not the only one to benefit from this free clinic, which he initially defined as "study with the prince" and meant to make the young master happy and playful.

Yu Zizhen's novel medication methods were something he had never encountered before, but they made perfect sense from a medical perspective, and were more sophisticated than the conventional prescriptions he had encountered before.

After realizing this, Dr. Feng even forgot that he was treating a beggar whom he had secretly disliked before. His curiosity about the unknown world made him immersed in it, and all he could think about was symptoms and prescriptions. The two of them had been busy in the ruined temple for nearly a day, and they didn't even eat at noon. It wasn't until the sun set in the west, and they saw that the lower edge was about to sink into the distant mountain, that Yu Zizhen signaled the accompanying guards and chiefs to pack their things.

Because of the system, there was no shortage of medicinal materials that Yu Zizhen brought. He checked the pulses of everyone and prescribed medicine to all the sick and injured. There was still less than half of the basket of medicinal materials that Yu Zizhen brought.

Medicinal materials should not be eaten indiscriminately, so Yu Zizhen asked people to pack them all up and take them away. The remaining pimple soup was distributed equally among the more than a dozen sick and injured people in the ruined temple.

The others looked at those people with envy, it was so good, they also wanted to have two more good meals.

Yu Zizhen had been observing these people carefully and found that there was only envy on their faces, without any bad emotions such as jealousy or jealousy, and he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Being able to maintain the basic bottom line of being a human being after being reduced to a beggar's situation, these children deserved a chance from her.

Of course, because of his lack of confidence in his ability to see people, Yu Zizhen did not intend to reveal his plans now.

She wanted to see if the children would remain as peaceful as they were now after she and the people she brought were gone.

Fortunately, the performance of those children did not disappoint her. Even if Yu Zizhen and others who could shock them had left, they did not disperse in a hurry to grab the sick and wounded who had received more benefits.

Yu Zizhen waited until the carriage drove into Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and then ordered Yu Heng to invite Jiang Yunshan over.

He ordered Jiang Yunshan to send the little beggars to her newly bought village, "wash them clean, feed them and clothe them, treat all the sick and injured, and then arrange for manpower to teach them."

As for those old beggars and disabled beggars who can no longer bear the high intensity of study, "You may also want to arrange a job for the elderly and disabled people within their ability."

Those old beggars and disabled beggars were either kicked out of their homes by their children and grandchildren but did not have the heart to sue their children and grandchildren for being unfilial, or they encountered accidents, persecution, or their families were broken up, or they were abandoned by their families after becoming disabled. .

These people may not be able to do heavy work, but they can do light tasks such as guarding gates, weaving baskets, and twisting twine.

Yu Zizhen didn't expect them to make much contribution to her. She just didn't want them to get used to palms facing upward and take her kindness for granted.

She briefly talked about her thoughts with Jiang Yunshan, and then asked Jiang Yunshan to get busy before the curfew.

Jiang Yunshan moved very quickly. Before those bad guys who wanted to tamper with the beggars' medicine soup and then falsely accuse Yu Zizhen of killing people had time to take action, Jiang Yunshan had packed up all the beggars and sent them away.