In the early morning, Li Ang walked into the gate of the Imperial Medical Office with his bag in hand.
I haven't seen it for a while, but the renovation of the Imperial Medical Office has been completed. Various herbs are grown in the medicine fields on the roadside, exuding fresh fragrance, and the sound of morning reading can be heard from the brand-new pavilion.
With the sound of the Haotian bell, the morning reading gradually stopped, and Li Ang opened the door and walked into the classroom.
The boys and girls in the classroom wearing uniform gray clothes were still chatting and playing, but they were stunned when they saw Li Ang ascending to the podium.
Some people thought he was a new student, while others recognized him and subconsciously stood at attention.
Li Ang raised his hand, and the classroom gradually became quiet. He stood in front of the podium, looking at the youthful young girls who were about the same age as himself, and sighed deeply in his heart, feeling a little nostalgic and melancholy.
He wrote his name on the blackboard with chalk, turned around and introduced himself to the medical students from the Imperial Medical Office who were in his fifth year.
He is here to teach students.
With the reputation and prestige accumulated over the years, the books he wrote were included in the textbooks of the Imperial Medical Office. Not only the ward doctors have to read it, but also the new medical students have to study it.
"Please open your anatomy books. Today we will study the osteology of the human movement system..."
Li Ang cleared his throat, paused briefly, and quickly and accurately drew the general structure of human bones on the blackboard with chalk.
The students below opened their books one after another and took notes nervously.
After the reform of the Imperial Medical Office and the balance of income and expenditure of hospitals in various states, the status of the physician profession has improved a lot.
Among the new medical students, there are children from medical families—such as cousins from Qiu Feng’s family,
There are also boys and girls who come from ordinary people’s families and have passed the cultural examination.
There are also some common children of bureaucratic families - the Xungui family has many descendants, and it is impossible for every one of them to be admitted to the Academy, Imperial College, or various state academies.
Instead of letting them learn bad habits outside with their friends and wait for death at home, it would be better to send them to the Imperial Medical Office to go to school.
The freshmen took notes carefully,
Over the years, Li Ang's image in the eyes of Chang'an citizens has evolved from "other people's children" at the beginning, to "Wenquxing descends to the earth", and then to "the little medicine king god". There is a temple of him outside the city, and many families still enshrine his portrait, making him a saint-like figure.
The gap between the two sides is so big that these adolescent students of the same age have no dissatisfaction, only admiration and trust.
The whole class went very smoothly. Li Ang talked about the shape of bones (long bones, short bones, flat bones), the structure of bones (periosteum, bone mass, bone marrow), and then talked about different parts of bones.
During this period, he would take out his simulated skull model made of plaster and let the students hold it in their hands and look at it carefully.
If this scene were placed in the Sui Dynasty, it would be that the demon sect was teaching its disciples to practice demonic skills.
After the class, Li Ang picked up his bag and walked out of the classroom.
"I can't tell, but you are quite suitable as a teacher."
Clear teasing sounds sounded in the courtyard. Li Ang turned his head and saw Qiu Feng walking over with a smile.
"Just read it according to the book, it's not difficult."
Li Ang waved his hand casually. He had long memorized the medical textbooks in the Memory Palace, and he could teach a group of freshmen with ease.
He paused, noticed the white coat Qiu Feng was wearing, and asked doubtfully: "You too..."
"I am also a teacher at the Imperial Medical Office now."
Qiu Feng stuck out his tongue and said: "The number of new students recruited by the Imperial Medical Office this year is several times that of previous years, and there are almost not enough doctors in charge of teaching. I will come here occasionally to cover two classes."
The two walked side by side on the tree-lined road of the Imperial Medical Office, chatting every now and then.
Although they have differences in medical theory, those differences are not important compared to the friendship established through joint efforts in the face of the water poisoning epidemic.
Li Ang casually recounted what happened during the trial, and when he mentioned Sui Yi's shoulder dislocation, he also demonstrated it on the spot.
While demonstrating, he explained, “Many human joints can be dislocated and restored.
For example, the jaw joint, shoulder joint, elbow joint, hip joint, knee joint, wrist joint, finger joint, etc.
When local government officials arrest people, they often use handcuffs and shackles. Including the Zhenfu Division, they will also use torture instruments with the function of suppressing demons.
But in fact, as long as they are trained and can endure the pain, most people can break free from handcuffs by actively dislocating their joints..."
"Stop! You'd better show it to the students during class. They'll love watching it."
Qiu Feng watched Li Ang disassemble his joints as if nothing had happened, and quickly stopped. This scene was too scary even for her.
After Li Ang finished fixing his elbow joint, Qiu Feng breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear, and joked with complicated emotions: "People say you are a god descended from the earth, and you know it from birth, but I didn't believe it at first.
Now that you are so skilled, I am a little doubtful. "
"Nothing is known at birth, it's just that you have to observe more carefully."
Li Ang smiled and shook his head, "Oh, by the way, see you on the Chinese Valentine's Day."
"Huh? Chinese Valentine's Day?"
Qiu Feng was stunned for a moment, his face turned slightly red and he said, "What, what do you mean?"
"His Royal Highness the King of Yue's wedding,"
Li Ang said as a matter of course: "Didn't he invite all of us to the Furong Garden for the wedding? The place may be crowded by then, so it's best to go there early."
Qiu Feng opened his mouth and said, "Oh, that's it. I thought...ahem, I would go there early."
Li Ang asked curiously: "What do you think you are?"
"nothing!"
Qiu Feng raised his voice slightly, crossed his arms in front of him, and became sulky.
When Li Ang saw the suddenly angry Qiu Feng, he was about to say something, but suddenly there was a throbbing in his heart.
His expression changed slightly, and when he walked to the door of the Imperial Medical Office, he left in a hurry on the pretext that he wanted to go home and continue writing his thesis.
Qiu Feng looked at his walking back, gritted his teeth and muttered: "This idiot..."
The girl held a carefully sewn sachet in her palm.
Li Ang didn't hear Qiu Feng talking to himself. He got on the carriage and ordered the driver to drive towards Jinchengfang.
Mosi's clone captured the traces of Ya Jiu.
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