The first lunatic of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 111

Chapter 115

"Everything is normal, it seems to have really survived."

Sun Simiao stuffed Ma Zhou's hand under the quilt, and said to Fang Ce.

Fang Ce smiled, and then said, "This is his fate. If he hadn't had an affair overnight, he wouldn't be where he is today. What is this called? Karma?"

"..."

Sun Simiao felt that he didn't want to deal with the house policy.

What is this karma?
What kind of karma is like this?
"A Ce, if there is nothing else to do, then I should leave too."

Sun Simiao was about to leave Fang Ce's place and start traveling around the world.

"Don't worry, Daoist Sun, how good it is to stay with me. I will open a medical clinic for you. How good it is for you to live here."

Of course Fang Ce didn't want Sun Simiao to leave, after all he was an old fairy.

Physician!
"A Ce, I want to travel around the world and save the common people!"

Sun Simiao directly rejected Fang Ce's invitation.

"Why do you need to travel around the world to save the common people? Daoist Sun, I really don't believe what you said."

Fang Ce began to persuade: "When manpower is exhausted, although you are a miracle doctor, how can you save the common people in the world with your own strength? Although you are a miracle doctor, you are also a human being, not a real god!"

"I am an academy here. I have a plan in this place. I want to open a medical school so that you can pass on what you have learned throughout your life. By then, there will be tens of thousands of people like you." Miracle doctors are spread all over the Tang Dynasty! This is to save the common people!"

"..."

Sun Simiao looked at Fang Ce, and then said silently: "It's easy for you to say it, but it's rare for me. I'm writing a medical book now. If I want to pass it on, I have to travel around the world. Because of the way of medicine, you must never work behind closed doors. !"

"How can I let you work behind closed doors?"

Fang Ce laughed and said, "Do you know where we are now?"

"This seems to be a library. It seems to contain theories of various schools of thought, but there are no books I need."

Sun Simiao sighed. Apart from the Huangdi Neijing, which he could memorize back and forth, there were no books he needed in this place.

"It's simple, I'll write it to you right now!"

Fang Ce said domineeringly to Sun Simiao.

"..."

Sun Simiao was speechless.

Can this medical book be written just as it is said?

Are you just kidding me?
Sun Simiao has also learned about Fang Ce these days, he really doesn't know anything about it.

However, he still has a lot of research on blood transfusion.

Other than that, Fang Ce didn't know anything.

Now that Fang Ce actually told him that he was going to write a medical book, Sun Simiao obviously didn't believe it.

"Daozhang Sun, what kind of eyes do you have? Let me tell you, don't be scared later. Although I don't know how to do medicine, I have seen countless medical books. I still have the ability to remember with a photographic memory. "

"Oh? Tell me, do you know those medical books?"

Sun Simiao just smiled. These days, he also knows that Fang Ce is a guy who likes to talk big.

"Let me tell you, I know a lot."

Looking at Sun Simiao's expression, Fang Ce knew that he didn't believe in him at all, so he was going to pretend.

In front of this genius doctor, pretending to be a coward about medicine is such a fulfilling thing.

Sun Simiao can be said to be the most powerful doctor in the Tang Dynasty, defeating him in the field he is best at, how fulfilling will this be?
Fang Ce couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and said directly, "I know too much, so I'll take a few books and tell you about it."

"You talk, I listen."

Sun Simiao still looked at Fang Ce with a smile on his face.

"For example, the Emperor's Internal Classic, you have heard of this compared to Sun Daochang."

The first one that Fang Ce said, as long as you are a doctor, you must have read the books, even if you haven't read all of them, you have heard of them.

"Yes, I know this, what else?"

"The complete version of Shennong's Materia Medica, presumably Sun Daochang also studied the remnants compiled in the Han Dynasty."

Fang Ce looked at Sun Simiao, then asked with a smile.

"..."

Sun Simiao had never heard of the complete version of Shennong’s Herbal Classic.

How could this thing exist?

Shennong's Materia Medica was passed down orally from generation to generation, and it was not compiled into a book until the Han Dynasty.

Is there a full version of this thing?
"There are also Bian Que's Yellow Emperor's 81 Difficult Classics. Hua Tuo's Qingnang Jing. Zhang Zhongjing's Treatise on Febrile Diseases. Let's talk about these first, I know all of them."

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Fang Ce finished speaking, Sun Simiao laughed: "I also know about Nanjing and Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases, but Hua Tuo's Qingnang Sutra has been lost. If you can write it down, I will keep it."

Sun Simiao didn't believe Fang Ce's words at all, but he also didn't believe that Fang Ce would write nonsense.

This is self-confidence. If Fang Ce writes nonsense and Sun Simiao can't see it, doesn't it mean that Sun Simiao is a deceitful person?
"That's what you said!"

Fang Ce looked at Sun Simiao, and laughed wildly in his heart.

With the golden finger in hand, are you afraid that you won't be able to write?

What are you kidding?

Fang Ce took Sun Simiao directly to the study room of the library. There are all kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, and Fang Ce picked up a pen and began to write.

Sun Simiao watched Fang Ce write from the side.

When Fang Ce first started writing, Sun Simiao still had a smile on his face.

After all, nothing can be seen at the beginning.

After Fang Ce finished writing a piece of paper, he handed it to Sun Simiao, and then began to write the second piece.

When the second sheet was finished and handed to Sun Simiao, the smile on Sun Simiao's face froze.

It was written flawlessly, as if it were real.

At least, these two pieces of paper are totally invisible in his eyes.

is this real?
The third sheet, the fourth sheet...

At the back, Sun Simiao almost went crazy, but he couldn't see any flaws at all. When Fang Ce wrote Wu Qin Xi, Sun Simiao knelt down.

Really kneeling, looking at the pile of papers in his hand, he knelt directly on the ground.

"The way of medicine is booming! Hua Tuo's genius doctor, have you seen it? Your medical book has been reappeared!"

Sun Simiao knelt on the ground, crying loudly.

That's a sad thing.

Fang Ce was dumbfounded.

so sad?
Fang Ce was really confused, but he didn't care about Sun Simiao at all, and started writing directly.

Materia Medica.

Difficulty.

Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases.

Qianjin Fang...

It was purely because Fang Ce wrote it smoothly, and copied Qianjin Fang in front of the original author, completely ignoring how much Sun Simiao's psychological shadow would be.

But Fang Ce did not stop, but continued to write.

Compendium of Materia Medica.

behind the elbow.

……

All ancient medical books were perfectly reproduced by Fang Ce.

With millions of words in eloquence, Fang Ce didn't stop for a moment.

Sun Simiao, who knelt on the ground and cried for a long time, had wiped away his tears at this time, and was fascinated by the book written by Fang Ce.

Both of them forgot the passage of time.

Fang Ce has profound internal skills and has no feeling.

Sun Simiao forgot to sleep and eat, intoxicated in the ocean of knowledge.

After an unknown amount of time, Sun Simiao finally saw Qianjinfang.

……

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