The conversation between Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng was just an interlude. The training classes for these new officials in the three provinces are also continuing. The weather in Chang'an City is already very cold. It is estimated that it will not be long before the first snow falls. will fall.
But Datang's undertakings have not stopped, and many undertakings are even more prosperous. For example, Datang Medical College now has more than 200 students under Sun Simiao, and they are all selected from all over the country. , some of whom are people who showed great interest in medicine during the unified examination.
Naturally, these people were all assigned to Sun Simiao, and some were selected from the orphans and arranged here.
Although most of the nearly two hundred students have just started studying, there are more than thirty students who already know a lot of medical knowledge.
These thirty people are relatively old. Many of them have family backgrounds and have been doctors since ancient times. Then they heard His Highness's call and came here to study. They already have good knowledge.
These people are all around the age of 18, and are currently the mainstay of the medical school. With some modern medical knowledge, they can handle a lot of diseases.
But today's medical school is destined to usher in a rather special course.
"Have you thought about it?" Sun Simiao looked at Zhang Baobao and asked.
As the top person in charge of the Imperial Medical Office of the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Baobao naturally brought many doctors and doctors from the Imperial Medical Office of the Tang Dynasty to join the medical school after the establishment of the Medical College of the Tang Dynasty. He served as a teacher and studied with Sun Simiao, as well as studying " The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook.
Yes, they also have to learn the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", and they learn the complete version from all over the country. For ordinary doctors, when they use the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", they don't need to know the principles or why they use it like this. prescription.
But for those in the medical school and the Imperial Medical Office, they have to learn why such prescriptions are used, the principles of these prescriptions, medical knowledge, etc. They all need to learn these.
Therefore, their speed in learning the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" was not fast at all. After all, it can be said that almost all the various prescriptions in it for more than a thousand years have been collected here.
Many of the prescriptions here are much more complete than those Li Ke took out from the warehouse, because this is the version revised by Sun Simiao. It has been compiled by adding many Chinese medicine books of later generations that Sun Simiao has seen.
Even Sun Simiao was eye-opening here, let alone others.
"Think about it, because for most people, it may be the first time they meet, or it may even be the last time they meet." Zhang Baobao, who has white hair and beard, said with a smile.
"Then go in." Sun Simiao was silent for a moment, and then said silently.
Sun Simiao followed Zhang Baobao and quickly entered the classroom. There were more than fifty of the best people in the classroom today.
"Today, I'm going to give you a special lesson on taking and diagnosing the pulse."
"But I want everyone to feel my pulse." Zhang Baobao stood on the podium. Because he was also a teacher, the students below naturally had no doubts.
"Start with you." Zhang Baobao pointed to the first person in the first row and said with a smile.
The student immediately came up and bowed respectfully to Zhang Baobao. Then he sat down next to him and began to feel Zhang Baobao's pulse.
"Have you seen the Death Vein?" Zhang Baobao asked with a smile.
"Replying to your words, the student has never seen him before." The student said while feeling his pulse.
"Well, then take a good pulse diagnosis, that's what I do." Zhang Baobao said with a smile on his face.
When Zhang Baobao spoke, the student didn't think anything. After two seconds of pause, he suddenly reacted. He widened his eyes and raised his head to look at Zhang Baobao. The hand he placed on Zhang Baobao's wrist subconsciously Taken back.
With a "pop", the ruler held by Zhang Baobao's other hand was directly drawn to his other hand, "Have you forgotten? As a doctor, the most important moment is to stay calm in front of the patient, no matter what. , you can’t bring your emotions to your face, and you have to keep your face straight. Because you are the patient’s biggest supporter. Continue.”
Zhang Baobao said with an extremely calm expression.
"Yes." The student came back to his senses, suppressed the shock on his face, and then put his hand on Zhang Baobao's wrist again with a slight trembling.
All the students below were stunned. They instinctively wanted to ask questions, but were blocked by Zhang Baobao's words. Because as doctors, they have another rule. Before the doctor takes and diagnoses the pulse, Don't interfere randomly.
When the first student finished his diagnosis, he took back his hand, and Zhang Baobao smiled and said, "Do you remember?"
"Student, remember." The student's eyes were a little red, but he still stood up silently and bowed to Zhang Baobao.
"Just remember, I am a kind of death vein, but not completely. There are several kinds of death veins. You will see them one by one in the future. I am just a kind of death vein. Don't be sad. ." Zhang Baobao said with a smile, "Go on, next one."
"Yes." The student agreed softly, then turned and walked off the stage.
Soon the second student also walked up to the podium, and then took and diagnosed Zhang Baobao's pulse in order, keeping this pulse condition deeply in mind, because they all knew... They had no chance to feel this pulse condition many times.
Sun Simiao watched silently. It wasn't until more than fifty people in the class had their pulse checked that Zhang Baobao stood up and said with a smile: "Someone help me go back to have a rest. There will be another class soon."
"Why don't you go back and take a rest?" Sun Simiao said, "You can come tomorrow."
"It's too late. There are currently three to four hundred students in this school. Although some of them have just been exposed to it, let them take their pulse and remember it. Although they may not remember it, it will make an impression after taking their pulse. If they go back now, I'm afraid It's too late. Although there will still be some time, you can't tell when you will be unable to get up." Zhang Baobao said with a smile.
"Teacher." The students below couldn't hold back their tears.
"Okay, I'm seventy-seven this year and I'm dying. Not many people have survived me. Why are you crying? Don't cry and forget what you just learned." Zhang Baobao said with a smile.
"Okay, let's go. Let's go back to the office and take a rest. We'll go to the next shift later." Sun Simiao's mood didn't fluctuate much, and he just said calmly.
"Yes, teacher." Zhang Baobao also stood up seriously and said.
Although his medical skills were not taught by Sun Simiao, he still learned a lot from Sun Simiao in the past few years, so it was right for him to call him teacher.
Alas, Sun Simiao didn't look back, he just nodded silently and led the way.
He is used to it. He is one hundred years old this year and has given away too many black-haired people to white-haired people.
