Three Kingdoms: I Have a Showdown, I Am Cao Cao

The knight on the horse was a little tired on his cheeks, but even so, he still didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Behind him is a bamboo tube, and inside the bamboo tube is a roll of bamboo slips, but the bamboo tube is tightly blocked by glutinous rice. This is to prevent it from being invaded by rain and moisture. The south is humid, but important documents, such as the Son of Heaven The imperial edict and the imperial documents all need to be sealed and transported in this special way...

It's just that the emperor's edict and the court documents have not been sent to Jingnan for a long time. Such a sealed bamboo slip, such a galloping messenger, is the first time in several years.

"Got it..."

The vigorous horse let out a neigh and finally stopped in front of the government office of the prefect of Changsha County...

On this day, the first day of the first day of the new year, the front of the ya office was surrounded by people for some reason.

They didn't have strong papers, obviously they didn't come to complain about their grievances. Many of them were wearing bandages or applying plasters from time to time, but it was more like they came here to treat diseases.

The yamen to cure the disease?The messenger was a little confused... After thinking about it, the people of Changsha County are very strange!

However, it is very special. These people are orderly and they are all lined up in front of the government office, showing great patience.

The messenger turned over and dismounted. Although he was still curious, he still did not forget his mission. He hurriedly took off the bamboo tube he was carrying, and quickly stepped forward and handed the bamboo tube to the guards at the government office...

"This is what Cao Cao, the shepherd of Yanzhou, ordered me to bring. It's a matter of great importance. Please report it to Prefect Zhang immediately."

The messenger repeatedly asked...

The guards guarding the gate looked at each other, and didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, and hurriedly brought the bamboo tube to report.

These days, many messengers have come from far away, including Yuan Shao from Jizhou, Yuan Shu from Huainan, and Gongsun Zan from Youzhou.

But it seems that the ending is the same.

These princes don't look at each and everyone of the Kyushu, but when it comes to asking the master to come out of the mountain, it's a bit of a toad climbing the incense burner - the smell of gray...

It seems that this time Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao is no exception, right?

Most of the time, it’s still a familiar recipe, or a familiar taste. They come in high spirits and leave in despair…

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Inside the office, in front of the lobby.

A middle-aged doctor in his [-]s with white temples was taking a pulse on the poor.

Changsha County has a strange rule...

On the first and fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Changsha County Government Office does not ask about cases, but Zhang Zhongjing, the prefect, opens the hall in person to provide free diagnosis and treatment for the poor people.

Of course, Zhang Zhongjing would not have thought that this rule was the first of its kind in the medical community to open a clinic for a clinic, and it has been passed down for more than a thousand years.

"It's typhoid fever..."

At this moment, in front of Zhang Zhongjing sat an old-fashioned uncle.

After Zhang Zhongjing took the pulse carefully, he shook his head. "Old man, I'm sorry, I can't solve the symptoms of typhoid fever."

"Alas..." The old man shook his head and pulled Zhang Zhongjing tightly with both hands. "Zhang Shenyi, you can't solve it, then no one in the world can solve it! It's all to blame... this fickle ghost weather makes me suffer from this incurable disease... ah..."

The old man's mood looked very depressed, but he didn't complain about the prefect Zhang Zhongjing in his words.

This is normal…

In this era, whenever a person suffers from terminal typhoid fever, he is almost sentenced to death, it is only a matter of time.

In this regard, Zhang Zhongjing has been studying for decades, but he can only treat some simple symptoms of typhoid fever. Years of practicing medicine have dried up his tears... The doctors are benevolent, but helpless.

at this time…

"Report, Prefect Zhang, there is a messenger from Yanzhou outside the door, bringing a bamboo slip, which was ordered by Cao Cao, the shepherd of Yanzhou, to be presented to Prefect Zhang."

A guard walked over, and he had already unsealed the glutinous rice and took out the bamboo slips.

He was illiterate, and he didn't even know, why was this small bamboo slip so carefully sealed?

"Yanzhou Mu? Cao Cao?" Zhang Zhongjing raised his eyes slowly, as if he suddenly thought of Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Gongsun Zan and others who sent letters recently...

These princes?It is nothing more than to value his medical skills and want to let himself go to the military to treat the terminally ill typhoid that is getting more and more serious in this extreme weather.

But?Not to mention that there is no cure for this terminally typhoid fever...

He, Zhang Zhongjing, devoted himself to practicing medicine to help the world and saving the people.

"It looks like it's probably a letter to recruit me again, right?" Zhang Zhongjing took the bamboo slip and said subconsciously, and then slowly unfolded...

Out of etiquette, he would read these letters, but out of his original intention, he would not go to any Yanzhou!

When the bamboo slips were unfolded, Zhang Zhongjing, who had no expectations, suddenly saw five big characters - "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases".

...and three small characters in seal script - Volume [-]...

It was these words that caught his eye at once...

"Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"?Volume one?Is it a medical book to cure typhoid fever?

This thought came up inexplicably, Zhang Zhongjing's eyes widened, and he read every word, to taste the content on the bamboo slip.

The method of calming the pulse, the method of diagnosing the pulse, the host and guest of the six qi...

Typhoid cases, miscellaneous cases... this... this...

The more Zhang Zhongjing looked, the more fascinated he became. With his many years of research on typhoid fever and his superb medical skills, he could naturally understand that the content of this volume of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" was by no means nonsense, but... it was insight!

Even the many diseases mentioned in it can be solved one by one with very simple methods and very common medicinal materials...

Phew... Zhang Zhongjing let out a long breath.

For a time, he was extremely curious about this "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", who is it?Can you compile this volume of medical books?Who is it?Such far-reaching research in the field of anti-typhoid fever?

and many more…

One of these corresponds to the symptoms of typhoid fever, isn't it the old man in front of him?

Zhang Zhongjing's eyes widened in vain.

"Old man, don't be discouraged yet... Let me try to diagnose one or two for you!"

As a result, a clinical treatment combining theory with practice officially kicked off...

Zhang Zhongjing didn't know that this Treatise on Treating Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases was his own work, but it was twenty years before he traveled all over the world, studied, tried, and compiled it into a book!

Because of Yi Xiaotian, "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" came out ahead of time, and it was placed in the hands of the most suitable person in advance!

Not to mention Zhang Zhongjing, even Yi Xiaotian would not have thought of it.

It is such a medical book that saved tens of millions of people in the Han Dynasty.

In the ancient books, there are only a few extremely painful strokes. In the ten years of Jian'an, two out of three people died of the plague, and seven out of ten died of typhoid fever...

It is because of this volume of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" that came out [-] years in advance, [-]% of the people in the world are saved!

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Chapter [-]: Drive away tigers and devour wolves, with initial results

Facts speak louder than words.

When Zhang Zhongjing really used the method in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" to cure one, two, or three patients who were terminally ill with typhoid fever.

His heart was turbulent...

Insightful insights, every word in this medical book is a profound insight into the cure of typhoid fever. For a time, Zhang Zhongjing was deeply shocked.

Some of the prescriptions in it were found during his more than [-] years of study tours; some were formed in theory after countless times of practice in the course of his medical practice; Areas that are still being researched, even unexplored...

It is said that a treasured sword matches a hero. In Zhang Zhongjing's eyes, this medical book "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" is an inexorable treasure...

After healing a few people, he took time out to read this book carefully, as if he had obtained a treasure, his eyes gradually shifted to the end, and he realized that this book had just begun, and it was far from over!

"Volume [-]..." Zhang Zhongjing murmured when he saw the end, a little unfinished. "This is just the first volume, so...there's...and..."

There was a gleam in his pupils...

He was even full of tears, Zhang Zhongjing could not imagine, how exactly did he lift the pot to save the world?Can you write this medical book that can save the common people?He couldn't believe that there were still people in this world like him, who have been researching ways to cure typhoid fever...

Over the years, he, Lao Zhang, is not alone!

"Confidant, confidant!"

A word in mind...

Suddenly, Zhang Zhongjing stood up abruptly, his eyes looked out the window, his eyes were extremely poor, and this direction seemed to be the north...

The attendant beside him was startled, Zhang Taishou's behavior today is very abnormal!

"Sir, why is there such a big reaction?" the attendant asked hurriedly.

"Prepare the horse!" Zhang Zhongjing didn't have too many words, he waved his hand with a firm tone. "I'm going to Yanzhou..."

"But..." The attendant was stunned.

What's the situation?Yuan Shao of Jizhou, Gongsun Zan of Youzhou, Yuan Shu of Huainan, and Liu Biao of Jingzhou were all dismissive of the olive branches thrown by these long-established princes, but... but offered to rush to Yanzhou?Is this going to defect to the newly rising Cao Cao?

Thinking of this, the attendant hurriedly knelt down. "Think again, my lord, the people of Changsha County need you..."

Hmm... the people of Changsha County?

Hearing these words, Zhang Zhongjing was slightly taken aback, and there seemed to be some nostalgia in his eyes...

But in just a moment, his eyes regained their previous perseverance.

"Yes, the people of Changsha County need me, but... the thousands of people in the world need me even more, and they need this "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" even more..."

In a word, Zhang Zhongjing didn't hesitate any longer and ran out of the office at a hurry. He wanted to see the messenger from Yanzhou. He not only wanted to see him, but he also had to hang a seal and seal gold, resign his title of prefect of Changsha and rush to the Central Plains and Yanzhou. He was extremely urgent. After reading the other volumes in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", I was even more eager to see which medical immortal wrote this collection of medical books!

call…

Save the people of a state!Yes!

Save the people of a country!It was his childhood vision of Zhang Zhongjing...

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Da da da…

The hoofs rattled, and the single person and single horse that originally drove to Changsha County was replaced by a team when they returned.

A convoy from Changsha County to Yanzhou.

There is Zhang Zhongjing and his disciples in the middle. With the vision of saving the common people, they went in the direction of Suanzao County, Chenliu County, Yanzhou...