After a few people chatted, Yang Ling suddenly said,
"Although Mr. Zhongjing is old, he has a ruddy complexion and good health. Why did he resign from his job in the first place?"
“Everyone has his or her own ambitions and cannot be forced to do so.”
Zhang Ji waved his hand and smiled lightly.
Although he didn't say it, Yang Ling knew the reason.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was turbulent and the government was in chaos. It was successively controlled by eunuchs and princes.
Firstly, it was to avoid disaster, and secondly, he did not want to join in the trouble, so Zhang Jicai chose to resign.
Yang Ling smiled and said slowly,
"Under the current governance of the emperor and the general, the government is becoming more and more clear and the people are living and working in peace and contentment. It is a good time for me to become an official."
After several contacts with Zhang Ji, Yang Ling found that he was not only good at medicine, but also had experience in government affairs.
It's no wonder, after all, Zhang Ji interacts with poor people every day.
"Now I just want to treat the people, and I have no plans to become an official again."
Zhang Ji shook his head with an extremely determined attitude.
"Sir, you are alone and weak. How many people can you heal with your own strength?"
"If your husband is willing to serve as an official, I will recommend to the general that he establish a medical school."
"Mr. will serve as the dean of the college, teach students, and train a large number of doctors!"
"In this way, patients all over the world can be treated. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"
Yang Ling said with a smile.
"hiss……"
Zhang Ji took a deep breath and his pupils shrank sharply.
He never expected that Yang Ling suggested that he become an official for such a purpose!
Medical science is underdeveloped in today's world mainly because of two reasons.
First, information is blocked and it is difficult to transmit information. Second, the ancients taught their disciples to hide their secrets, so as not to teach the disciples and starve the master to death.
It is precisely because of this that TCM is gradually declining!
Zhang Ji understands this deeply.
When he was young, he traveled almost all over the world in order to learn from his teachers and improve his medical skills.
If Yang Ling really did what he said, he would be able to go down in history!
It is even possible to become a medical saint among doctors just like Confucius!
Zhang Ji's breathing became rapid.
Although his moral character is pure and noble, he is also a scholar.
Since you are a scholar, how could you not care about leaving a name in history?
"This matter is not trivial. I hope you will allow me to think about it for a few days."
Zhang Ji took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"That's fine."
Yang Ling nodded, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
If you put such a condition on yourself, you can’t believe that Zhang Ji won’t be fooled!
The reason why Yang Ling wooed Zhang Ji is also very simple.
Zhang Ji is quite talented, and leaving him to live among the people will only be a waste of talent.
It's better to put him in the right position and let him display his abilities.
In this way, it will not only speed up the research on traditional Chinese medicine, but also prevent the decline of traditional Chinese medicine!
While a few people were talking, Xu Chu suddenly ran in in a hurry.
"Brother, sir, please come over if you have something to do."
Seeing his nervous expression, Yang Ling knew that something important had happened.
So he stood up without further delay and bowed to Zhang Ji.
"Mr. Zhongjing, please go ahead and bother me again another day."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Zhang Ji stood up and personally escorted Yang Ling and his party out the door.
Yang Ling hurried towards the county government office and asked Xu Chu,
"But what happened?"
"In the past few days, people have died violently in the city one after another. After inspection, it is feared that a plague has broken out!"
Xu Chu said solemnly.
Yang Ling's expression also changed!
In ancient times when medicine was underdeveloped, once a plague broke out, it was unknown how many people would die!
No wonder Xu Chu looks so nervous!
He did not dare to neglect, quickened his pace, and rushed back to the county government office.
Cao Ang was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.
Seeing Yang Ling return, he seemed to have a backbone and hurriedly came forward to greet him.
"Teacher, you are back!"
"Without further ado, how's the situation?"
Yang Ling asked solemnly.
"The recent hot weather, coupled with the fighting in the past few days, has led to the outbreak of the plague."
Cao Ang introduced the situation,
"Nowadays, there are not a few people in the city suffering from high fever and chills. Even our army has similar situations!"
Darling, this situation is so serious!
Yang Ling pondered for a moment and looked at Jia Xu aside.
"What good plan does Mr. Wenhe have?"
Jia Xu looked puzzled, wondering why Yang Ling asked him.
But he thought about it and said honestly,
"I really don't know much about the epidemic. However, the epidemic is dangerous. You might as well leave Wancheng first and then make plans?"
Are you worried about Cao Ang, or are you worried about yourself?
Yang Ling pouted.
Yes, asking Jia Xu is useless, you still have to rely on yourself.
He was thinking about countermeasures when his eyes fell on Huang Zhong inadvertently.
Yes, why did I forget Zhang Ji!
He has written "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" and has done a lot of research on plague!
Thinking of this, Yang Ling no longer hesitated and immediately said to Xu Chu,
"Zhong Kang, go and bring Mr. Zhong Jing here quickly!"
"As you command!"
Xu Chu cupped his hands and left quickly.
"Who is Mr. Zhongjing?"
Cao Ang said with a confused expression.
"He is a doctor in the city and his medical skills are extremely superb."
Yang Ling smiled and said,
"If we let him take charge, he will definitely eliminate the plague!"
"If that's true, that would be great!"
Cao Ang was very happy when he heard this.
He had just captured Wancheng not long ago. If the plague broke out completely and the people suffered heavy casualties, then he would have no face to see his father!
Not long after, Xu Chu returned.
Although Zhang Ji was brought with him, he was tied up and brought back by force.
Yang Ling was stunned immediately.
"Zhongkang, why did you tie up Mr. Zhongjing!"
"He didn't want to come back with me, so I tied him up!"
Xu Chu said naturally.
Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said quickly,
"Hurry up and untie Mr. Zhongjing!"
After waiting to be released, Zhang Ji was obviously a little unhappy.
"Mr. Yang Ling, we clearly agreed to let me think about it for a few days. Why do you have to order someone to kidnap me now?"
"Mr. Zhongjing misunderstood. I have something important to ask you to come over to discuss. My brother is reckless and misunderstood me. I apologize to you here!"
Yang Ling said and apologized to him.
Zhang Ji's expression relaxed and he said slowly,
"I wonder what Sir asked me to discuss?"
"A plague has broken out in the city in recent days. Does Mr. Zhong Jing know about it?"
"What? A plague broke out?!"
Zhang Ji's expression instantly became serious,
"What exactly is going on?"
Yang Ling didn't dare to be negligent, so he spoke out in detail,
"The reason why I invited you here is because I hope you can take action and put an end to the plague!"
"I am bound to do this!"
Zhang Ji agreed without even thinking about it.
