In order to build a reputation and be on the safe side, Zhu Yixi went to see Bai Guangen and asked for a famous post.
Although Bai Guangen was a rough man, he had some finesse in his roughness. He knew that the most important thing in the army was reputation, so he was quite generous with his name card, and then he said:
"General Doctor Zhu, Doctor Jing, with his superb medical skills, is more prestigious in the entire Xi'an city than me, the general soldier."
"Last year, my son was seriously ill. Soldiers and horses surrounded his house. The fire burned his heels and he was stiff. He invited the governor to intercede, and he was cured."
"I'm afraid my name card won't work!"
Bai Guangen's rough face showed some helplessness: "That old man, if he hadn't cured my son, I would have killed him long ago."
"Thank you, Commander!"
Zhu Yixi thanked her and left with her name card.
"Commander, why do you take care of him so much? Aren't you a doctor?"
The cronies on the side, the guerrilla general, said with confusion.
"This boy is extraordinary!" Bai Guangen said solemnly: "He is bold enough to go to the Governor's Mansion to ask for money and food, and he can also get food. Even if he only has one stone, he is still considered a person. A few small favors are nothing."
"Besides, if a famous doctor is hired, he will use our famous doctor after all. Who dares not to praise him?"
Everyone suddenly understood and started to flatter him.
Here, Zhu Yixi was still worried about the invitation, so he sent someone to bring 500 taels of silver and took him to the medical center in person.
In his first battle as chief medical officer, he must fight well and become famous in the army.
Once that’s done, wouldn’t it be easy to gain a foothold?
After a while, Zhu Mou's eyes rolled around and he came back embarrassedly: "Sect Master, they confiscated the money and threw back the name card. Old Man Jing said that he would rather die than save Qiu Ba."
"Is it true that if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"
Zhu Yixi was very angry, but had no choice.
Their patients are all dignitaries, and their connections are overwhelming.
"What shortcomings does this old man have?"
Zhu Yixi looked at Li Jingwu who was taking in a lot of air but not releasing a lot of air, and couldn't help but said anxiously.
"Chief doctor, this old man's whole family is gone. He is also very old. He has almost no desires and needs. He is just waiting to die."
Fat veterinarian Qian Duoduo also frowned, worried about the superior's concerns.
"If it doesn't work, I'll resort to strange methods."
Zhu Yixi thought about it and laughed.
Soon, a group of people made a stretcher and carried the seriously injured Li Jingwu. They all changed their clothes.
When I arrived at the Anmin Medical Center, it was spacious, bright, and filled with the fragrance of medicine. It could be said that there was no one who came and went, and all the patients were elegant and unattainable.
When Zhu Meng and the other three saw this, they felt ashamed and hesitated to enter.
Zhu Yixi was not afraid and called out: "The miracle doctor is coming to save people, someone is dead!"
Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man came over. Seeing that Li Jingwu was so seriously injured, he frowned: "Go, let Master come over!"
Soon, an old man with gray sideburns came over and took a closer look at Li Jingwu, who was tied with a white cloth. He quickly lowered his head and took a closer look.
"How did this hurt?"
Jing Fu asked while feeling his pulse.
"He fell while riding a horse." Zhu Yixi said hurriedly, "My friend was riding a horse, and the horse was frightened, and he suffered such serious injuries. I hope the doctor can save his life!"
"Please ask the miracle doctor to save my young master!"
Zhu Meng and Zhu Mou, acting as servants, also shouted in a decent manner, and their screams were shrill and shrill.
Jing Fu nodded, asked someone to bring silver needles, and started acupuncture. He raised his head from time to time and said, "The bleeding was stopped well, and the white cloth was wrapped in time. We can still save it."
Several people were open-minded and admired Zhu Yixi greatly.
But, at this moment, a disgusting voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, isn't this Lieutenant Zhu? I heard that you were appointed chief medical officer by Governor Sun. Why are you here if you don't treat those Qiu Ba people?"
Zhu Yixi raised her eyes and felt evil in her heart. She frowned: "Feng Youcai, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"
It turned out that the person walking towards him, wearing silk and satin, turned out to be the steward of the Prince of Qin's Mansion, Feng Youcai, who had previously called Zhu Yixi to go to the Prince's Mansion.
At this time, his eyes were filled with jealousy.
Lieutenant Feng Guo, who was like mud, used to be a constant flatterer, but now he has become an official. It is really incredible.
Why?
"Hmph!" Feng Youcai said disdainfully: "Don't think that you can be arrogant after becoming a medical officer. Now that you have become Qiu Ba, you are not as good as that lieutenant."
"I will definitely report to the King of Qin and have you dismissed from the rank of lieutenant."
With that said, he left in a swaggering manner.
not good! !
Zhu Yixi was amazed.
Sure enough, Dr. Jing, who was administering the acupuncture, immediately stopped, his face turned red, and he roared: "You are actually Qiu Ba, get out, get out!"
"I won't treat Qiu Ba."
Zhu Yixi wanted to defend herself, but she was kicked out by several apprentices and was quite embarrassed.
"Failed!" Zhu Yixi, who was dressed as a prince, said unwillingly: "Damn Feng Youcai, I will deal with him sooner or later."
Looking at the signboard of the medical clinic, Zhu Yixi made up her mind: "I don't believe in people who don't have shortcomings."
After carrying Li Jingwu back home, Zhu Yixi paced back and forth.
No one is perfect, no one is barefoot, and a scholar must have something to pursue.
Soon, Mr. Zhu, also known as Zhu Mou, who had been on the streets for many years, ran back and said breathlessly: "Sect Master, please find out clearly. In addition to treating diseases, the old man has been writing medical books recently."
"Writing a medical book?" Zhu Yixi was delighted. Sure enough, this old man didn't care about profits, but only loved fame!
By the way, there is no way out in the imperial examination, and now that there are no heirs, there will be no descendants. Isn't what we pursue is to be famous for generations? What better way than to write a medical book?
"Yes!" Zhu Yixi clapped her hands, overjoyed, then picked up the brush and started writing.
After all, my predecessor had been studying in a religious school for five or six years. It was difficult to be a scholar, but reading and writing was not difficult.
After writing about a hundred words, he folded it and stuck it to his chest. Zhu Yixi left with a smile: "Datou, come with me again. This time, I want Doctor Jing to come and save people in person."
"Huh?" Zhu Meng's head was full of doubts. Can he make that stubborn old man change his mind in just a short time?
"Okay!" Adhering to the idea of trusting the sect leader, Zhu Meng hurriedly agreed and acted as a loyal guard: "When the sect leader is beaten, I have to protect his face. I can't lose his appearance."
Turning around and coming to the medical center again, the apprentice hurriedly said: "Why are you here? My master won't save Qiu Ba, so let's go quickly."
"Go and tell your master that I have a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors, and I want your master to taste it."
Zhu Yixi said loudly, with an accent in the word "secret recipe".
"You, wait." The medical student didn't know the importance of the secret recipe. He thought about it for a while and then went to the back hall.
Sure enough, Jing Fu came out with a pen in hand.
"Do you have a secret recipe?"
Jing Fu couldn't help but widen his eyes and said with disbelief: "Go, go, don't disturb me."
"Doctor, this is my family's ancestral secret recipe. If it doesn't work, I'll leave it to you."
Zhu Yixi puffed up her chest and said confidently.
"I heard that you are writing a medical book. If you lack this prescription, I will regret it for thousands of years!"
Hearing this, Jing Fu's curiosity was aroused. After thinking for a while, he said: "What is the secret recipe?"
"There are many people here, let's take a step to talk, the things are here!"
As he spoke, Zhu Yixi patted his chest and smiled broadly.
