After hearing Fang Jun introduce the differences between simplified and traditional Chinese characters, Fang Xuanling's eyes lit up.
He felt greatly inspired.
Nowadays, His Majesty Li Er has launched the imperial examination, but the number of people from poor families and ordinary people who have passed the examination is very small.
The reason is that on the one hand, the cost of studying is too high, resulting in fewer people studying.
On the other hand, literacy is too difficult.
If the fonts can be simplified, it will definitely improve people's enthusiasm for reading.
Son Fang Jun's idea of simplifying fonts is definitely an unprecedented initiative.
If this kind of simplified Chinese characters can be implemented all over the world, it will definitely be a major event that will benefit the country and the people.
Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling picked up a piece of rice paper and said impatiently: "Taoist Priest, I'll take my leave now..."
With that said, he took the rice paper and turned around to leave.
He had to go back and make a comprehensive study, first study the simplified Chinese characters thoroughly, and then make suggestions to Li Er.
As a result, only Li Chunfeng and Fang Jun stared at each other in the study.
There was no other way, Fang Jun could only say: "Taoist Priest, I have something to do. I will go out for a while. If you have any questions, come back tomorrow!"
Li Chunfeng chuckled: "Since my consort has something to do, I will leave first and I will visit you next time!"
When he came this time, he was just curious about Fang Jun's appearance.
I even want to give some advice when the other party is in trouble.
But now Fang Jun's appearance has begun to slowly change, and there is obviously no need to stay.
Although I really want to explore why Fang Jun's fate has changed so much, he is really not good at facial expressions.
We can only contact Yuan Tiangang and come to find out together.
This is also the reason why Li Chunfeng left so readily.
"..."
Fang Jun was dumbfounded. He wanted to give himself a slap in the face.
If you put it this way, wouldn't the other party have an excuse to come to visit you again?
However, words spoken are like water thrown out, and you cannot take them back even if you want to.
Just when Fang Jun was a little distressed, Lu Zhong hurried in again.
"Erlang, there is a boy named Wang Xiaojie outside the house asking for an audience. He seems very anxious..."
Fang Jun waved his hand and said, "Bring him in!"
"promise!"
Soon, Wang Xiaojie was brought in.
As soon as he saw Fang Jun, Wang Xiaojie plopped down on his knees and begged: "Sir, please save my mother!"
"What's going on?" Fang Jun asked with a frown.
When Wang Xiaojie told him the reason, Fang Jun understood the reason.
It turned out that Wang Xiaojie's mother's illness had been delayed for too long and she was already terminally ill.
When he took his mother for treatment, the medicine and stone could no longer save her.
Just when Wang Xiaojie was desperate, Fang Jun's ability to "call the wind and rain" spread throughout Guanzhong.
In a desperate condition, Wang Xiaojie sought medical treatment. He could only place his hope on Fang Jun to save his mother.
Seeing Wang Xiaojie's expectant eyes, Fang Jun was dumbfounded.
He can't say that his ability to control wind and rain is fake, right?
What's more, when it comes to treating diseases, he knows nine out of ten and knows nothing about it.
But he couldn't bear to attack Wang Xiaojie, the future famous general of the Tang Dynasty, so he could only ask: "Xiaojie, please be patient. What is your mother's illness?"
Fang Jun only hoped that it was a cold or something, and that he could cure it with medicine.
At the very least, he can go to the system mall to redeem some corresponding medicines.
If it is any other serious illness, there is nothing he can do!
Hearing that Fang Jun was willing to help, Wang Xiaojie burst into tears and said, "Reporting to the young master, the doctor said that my mother has intestinal carbuncle..."
Carbuncle?
Fang Jun frowned.
The term carbuncle may sound a bit unfamiliar to you.
If you switch to appendicitis, it should be familiar.
In later generations, appendicitis surgery was the entry-level surgery for almost all surgeons.
In surgery, there are few operations simpler than appendicectomy.
But in Datang, the intestinal carbuncle is not serious and can be maintained by relying on traditional Chinese medicine.
But if in the later stages, the inflammation and suppuration become severe, surgery will be necessary to cure it.
Although doctors in ancient times also performed surgical operations, due to the poor anti-infection conditions at this time, such operations were almost life-threatening.
However, this is not a problem for Fang Jun. Who knows that he is a cheating man.
As long as someone can perform an appendectomy operation, he can go to the system mall to buy some anti-infection medicine, and there is a high probability of recovery.
Thinking of this, Fang Jun said: "I can't guarantee that it can be cured, so please take me to have a look first!"
"Thank you, sir!"
Wang Xiaojie was ecstatic.
In his opinion, if Fang Jun takes action, he will be able to save his mother.
Soon, under the guidance of Wang Xiaojie, the two came to a medical clinic in Chang'an City.
By chance, a middle-aged man was talking to a silver-haired old man.
"Master, do you think this patient suffering from intestinal carbuncle can be saved?"
"It's difficult. Her condition is too serious. If she had encountered her a month earlier and I could have prescribed a prescription to control her condition, it would have prevented her condition from getting worse. What a pity!"
The silver-haired old man frowned and sighed.
At this time, a pale and haggard woman was lying on the bed next to the old man.
This was obviously the woman they were discussing.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Wang Xiaojie burst into tears and shouted: "Mom, hold on, I've invited the young master here, he will definitely cure you!"
Obviously, this woman is Wang Xiaojie's mother.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man sighed slightly and said: "Little brother, although you are very filial, your mother's illness should... Oh, please forgive me and accept the change!"
"Impossible...impossible...that's because your medical skills are not good!"
"You are simply unreasonable. Do you know who my master is? My master is Sun Simiao, a famous medical sage. As long as he says he can't save someone, it's almost impossible to cure him..."
"I do not believe!"
Wang Xiaojie looked a little crazy.
Then he knelt down in front of Fang Jun with a plop and begged: "Master, please save my mother. Xiaojie will work as a cow or a horse in the future, and he will repay your life-saving grace!"
"Xiaojie, get up first!"
Fang Jun helped Wang Xiaojie up.
However, his eyes turned to the silver-haired old man.
I really didn’t expect that this guy was actually Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.
Don't tell me, he really looks like an immortal.
With such a medical expert here, Fang Jun felt that the chance of saving Wang Xiaojie's mother was much greater.
Fang Jun was about to say something when he saw Sun Simiao asking:
"Little brother, can you treat this patient?"
"There is an 80% chance of being cured!"
Fang Jun thought for a while and said.
"Little brother, human life is at stake, you can't just talk nonsense!"
Sun Simiao was a little unbelievable.
After all, Fang Jun is too young!
Sun Simiao is still very confident in his medical skills.
He thought it couldn't be saved, and he didn't think anyone could be saved.
