Song Yi

Chapter 204

Du Wenhao raised his head and shouted loudly: "Okay, I've already tied the rope for Sister Qingdai, pull it up!"

The rope was quickly tightened and slowly pulled upwards.

As the rope tightened, Du Wenhao felt the pain in his waist from the rope. He was too nervous when he came down, and he didn't realize it. He felt it when he went up, and grinned in pain.

Although Lin Qingdai was nestled in his arms, she felt his movement. After the moment of passion just now, the blood in her whole body was boiling, her body temperature had recovered by half, and her strength had also recovered, so she slightly left him and stretched out her left hand. , wrapped his arms around his waist, and raised her right hand to hold the rope, so that both of their weights were borne by her right hand.

Du Wenhao suddenly felt a lightness in his waist, very comfortable, but thinking about the injury on her back, he quickly asked in a low voice: "Sister Qingdai, is your wound okay?"

"It's okay, skin trauma! Don't worry!"

Pang Yuqin hurriedly grabbed Du Wenhao: "Sir, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine! Sister Qingdai's back was hurt! She bled a lot, and the temperature below was too low, so she passed out just now. Fortunately, there was nothing serious."

Yingzi cried and helped Lin Qingdai untie the rope on her waist: "Madam, is your injury okay?"

Lin Qingdai smiled slightly: "It's just a skin trauma, I can't die. Thanks to Mr. Du for saving me..."

It was a little strange for Du Wenhao to hear that she actually called him Mr., because since she rescued him outside the county, she has always called him Wen Hao, and it must be subconsciously covering up something.Fortunately, everyone was in a hurry, and no one paid attention to the change of the title.

Back at the pharmacy, Xue Feier and Pang Yuqin helped Lin Qingdai strictly disinfect, cleaned the wound and then stitched it up.Yingzi stewed a pot of ginseng chicken soup for her, Lin Qingdai didn't eat all day and night, and ate happily.

Seeing that she was fine, Yingzi was relieved, and chatted about what had happened, and Lin Qingdai knew that there were still so many twists and turns.He said to Du Wenhao: "Wen Hao, thank you very much. If you hadn't seen through this old trick in time and asked me where to find me, I'm afraid I'd freeze to death and starve to death in a dry well."

Du Wenhao smiled and said: "Don't say that, in fact, when you wake up, with your ability, you can completely get out of trouble."

Lin Qingdai shook her head: "No, I'm in the dry well..." At this point, she suddenly remembered what Du Wenhao said in the dry well. What the two of them did, she couldn't help feeling hot on her face, so she hurriedly changed the subject: "Everyone It's almost five o'clock, go to sleep for a while. I'm still busy tomorrow."

Yingzi said: "That's right, the Imperial Medical Bureau has posted a post to hire the young master as a professor for the Imperial Medical Bureau, and the young master is going to give lectures to others!"

Lin Qingdai happily said to Du Wenhao: "Is it true?"

"Well, to drive ducks to the shelves is just to make up for the number."

"I can't say that. In my opinion, your medical skills are unmatched by anyone. They have taken the initiative to hire you now, which also shows that your medical skills have been recognized by the people in the Imperial Medical Bureau. They will not easily convince you. You can give lectures at the Imperial Medical Bureau, this is also a good opportunity to expand the popularity of our Wuweitang, don't forget, you promised me to make Wuweitang famous all over the world."

Du Wenhao recalled the past at Wuweitang in the county seat, and now Lin Qingdai suddenly mentioned it, not only felt extra warm, nodded: "Yes, I promised, we must revitalize Wuweitang, don't worry!"

"Well, as long as you remember." Lin Qingdai smiled.

Du Wenhao said: "Thanks to your reminder last time, we made so much money from the formula of the disinfectant potion. This time, I will pay attention to protecting our medical business secrets. Medical skills can be taught for free or for an appropriate fee, but drugs and equipment, but they cannot be sold for free or at a low price. We must earn the money that should be earned!"

Lin Qingdai smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, you, an honest person, have also learned to be shrewd."

"I learned from you! You can teach me more when we are together in the future."

Lin Qingdai's pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't answer.

Xue Fei'er and Pang Yuqin talked about some medical consultations again, and everyone had a conversation before they dispersed.

Lin Qingdai lay on her boudoir bed, curled up in the quilt.

In the dark night, she closed her eyes but didn't feel sleepy at all, her mind was full of Du Wenhao's shadow, she couldn't help recalling their kiss in the dry well, recalling every word he said, her heart was full of tenderness.

However, when thinking of the future, a touch of melancholy slowly filled my heart...

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The next morning, Du Wenhao rode a little donkey and came to the Imperial Medical Bureau.

After seeing Pan Judgment, Pan Judgment took Du Wenhao to register first, got his waist badge, and took him to meet He Xihe, who was promoted by the Imperial Medical Bureau.

He Tiju was very enthusiastic, and praised Du Wenhao's contribution to acute abdominal surgery and obstetric delivery, and asked Du Wenhao to spare time to write a special textbook to explain those knowledge systematically in obstetrics teaching in the future , passed it on to the students, and placed high hopes on Du Wenhao in the words.

Of course Du Wenhao knew that most of He Tiju's words were encouraging. Any principal would say this to new teachers. It was a kind of encouragement.Of course, another reason is He Tiju's sincere admiration for Du Wenhao's acute abdomen operation and delivery.

Du Wenhao also clearly realized that the Imperial Medical Bureau is full of well-known doctors in the Northern Song Dynasty. These doctors are not easily convinced. He has only initially won their respect. In the future, his modern medical knowledge will inevitably compete with them. Conflicts, debates, and even quarrels are inevitable. This time, Du Wenhao made up his mind not to be a deserter, but to face the difficulties, because he believed that the advanced modern medical knowledge he had mastered could eventually conquer these old scholars of the Northern Song Dynasty.

After leaving He Tiju's office, the two of them clarified the course arrangement in Pan Judgment's office.

Du Wenhao said: "Due to personal matters last time, I couldn't finish the first class and left. I'm really sorry. Although the adults don't blame me, I still regret it. I want to make up for this shortcoming, so I can Can you arrange for me to continue the class that I didn't finish last time?"

Judgment Pan praised: "Good! Mr. Du has a beginning and an end, and he has credibility, which is admirable!"

Du Wenhao shook his head and said: "I'm ashamed, this is what it should be. ——There is still some time in the morning, I want to go to the library of the Imperial Medical Bureau to look up some information on corpse diseases. Is that okay?"

"Of course you can. You are now a professor of the Imperial Medical Bureau. Not only can you use your badge to enter the Book Collection Pavilion of the Imperial Medical Bureau at any time, but you can also directly enter the Zhenbao Pavilion. There are rare and unique medical books, and the materials are even more precious!"

Du Wenhao was very happy, Pan Judgment Bureau called a servant to take Du Wenhao to Zangshu Pavilion.

The medical classics here are indeed extremely rich, and the collection of books is many times larger than that of his study in Wuweitang in the county town.Many books he has never even heard of.

I thought that there were not many books in ancient times, but now I know how one-sided the understanding is. The reason why there are few books in the Song Dynasty in modern society is not because there were few books published at that time, but because more than 1000 years have passed. It's been lost.Just like most modern books will disappear in the long river of history after 1000 years.

Du Wenhao first scanned the collection of books in a hurry, and had a general impression in his mind, then with the professor's badge, he went straight to Zhenbao Pavilion.The collection of books here is almost all orphans, and some of them are very dilapidated. Of course, there are several manuscript copies next to these orphans.

Du Wenhao asked a young clerk who was in charge of Zangshu Pavilion, what were the books about corpse diseases? The clerk was only in charge of management and was not proficient in medical skills. So I was dumbfounded by Du Wenhao's question.Du Wenhao had no choice but to check it himself.

He decided to look for it first from the collection of books in the Treasure Pavilion.

He soon gained results. He found more than a dozen ancient books related to corpse diseases. Moreover, he also discovered an interesting phenomenon, that is, the records about corpse diseases only appeared after the Eastern Han Dynasty. , there is no mention of this disease, and almost all medical books that mention cadaver disease after the Eastern Han Dynasty only record symptoms, but no records of prescriptions.

In an ancient sheepskin book of an unknown age, he found the only rex liver prescription that Qian Bubu accepted to treat the corpse injection disease.Other than that, there is no cure for the disease.

Du Wenhao put the more than ten precious medical books on the ground, sat on the ground by himself, resting his cheeks, and carefully read them one by one.In addition to finding some common features in the records of corpse diseases in some ancient medical books, I still haven't found any valuable prescriptions for curing diseases.

At this time, the official in charge of Zhenbao Pavilion came back from the outside. He was an old man with a bad nose and a small gourd containing wine in his hand.Drunken eyes came over, saw him sitting on the ground thinking hard, asked the young scribe, and found out that he was the newly hired young professor who was good at Hua Tuo's magic skills. He heard that he had a class, halfway through it, and walked away , very individual, the old man admired him in his heart, came over with a wine gourd, sat on the ground beside him, squinted his drunken eyes and asked, "Mr. Du, what are you looking for?"

(End of this chapter)