Chapter 908 908: Bianshi, diagnosis”

Although Chen Tang didn't know why the doctor's temple chose Dr. Dong at this critical moment and opened it, it was always a good thing. He was worried about Dr. Dong's age before, but now he is reborn and can still shine and heat for many years.

But Dr. Dong gave a big gift to Chen Tang.

Chen Tang was shocked: "What is Mr. Dong doing?"

He hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, and winked at the dumbfounded grandson Dong. The young man suddenly woke up and bowed.

Chen Tang: "..."

Mr. Dong’s grandson is really not very smart. He is stupid and stupid. Why do you follow him and help his old man?

"No, no, no, this gift is worth it."

Dr. Dong was inexplicably determined, and Chen Tang could only let him finish the ceremony, and said helplessly: "Mr. Dong is worthy of me. Whether it was the fifteen years of hard practice or the five years of dream assessment, I had no contribution. If I really wanted to say that, I just collected some medical books, but this was to allow Mr. Dong to teach better and let his disciples serve in the army..."

This is an investment with an amazing return rate.

Her efforts are for the final gain.

If she really wants to care, she has taken advantage of it.

If it is another sucker, she will behave like a good person when she gets a cheaper gift. Not only will she accept this gift with shamelessness, but she will also PUA and make the other party work wholeheartedly. However, the person who delivered the gift is Dr. Dong, so she still needs some shame.

"Mr. Shen's credit is probably more important than my little efforts." Dr. Dong said to interrupt Chen Tang's move to speak, "Don't be anxious. Listen to me - in terms of talent, I was scolded by my mentor as an "elm-wood bump". It is incomparable to those geniuses who recognized thousands of medicinal herbs at the age of three or five. In terms of qualifications, there was a saint of Xinglin from studying medicine at the age of three to a hundred years. When it comes to being an apprentice at the age of seventeen, it has only been forty-nine years, less than half of the others. In terms of reputation, he was only half a wild path. For many years, he has never chosen patients and has been spread by poor families who have received some benefits from me, and has barely gained a little reputation. In terms of medical skills, he is only in the northwest, and is no less than hundreds of thousands of people better than me."

He has been in the industry for so many years and has been treating the common people. Sometimes he doesn’t want to pay medical treatment and pays medicinal money. Could it be that he doesn’t want to go to the powerful and powerful to get hundreds of thousands of dollars when he goes to the hospital? Is he doesn’t want to get medical treatment and medicine money for the common people?

He thought!

He can't get in the door of the powerful and wealthy family.

If someone doesn't trust him, he can't see it.

There are a few people who come to see him, who are basically desperate to try their luck. Compared to finding him, a barefoot bell doctor who became a monk, people are more willing to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

The common people really don’t have any medical expenses. If they have some extra money in their hands, they can afford to hire a doctor. It will not lead to a minor illness to a major illness. If the medicine is ineffective, they should be dragged into the coffin in the end. Oh, they can’t even afford a coffin. If they have better conditions, they can wrap a straw mat. If they are poor, they can only bury them in the soil.

His original intention of studying medicine was not to save lives and help the wounded, but to learn a craft to make a living and serve his parents, but the result was contrary to his wishes. He sighed: "I am also ashamed of medical ethics."

Talent, qualifications, reputation, medical skills and even medical ethics, he didn't understand how better he was than other Xinglin holy masters?

All famous doctors in the world have joined the Medical Office. Which medical officer in the Medical Office is not more qualified to open the gate of the Medical Temple than him?

Before him, how many famous doctors were there in the world?

What's the difference between the middle?

Why was it him Dong Dao?

Mr. Dong looked at the young king in front of him. His skin had regained his youth, but the vicissitudes of time settled in his eyes have not been washed away. He has been experiencing many years of life and has experienced various aspects of life. Some things may be more thorough than the think tank around Chen Tang: "Mr. Shen, there is no pie falling from the sky in this world. If there is one, someone must have thrown it on it."

Chen Tang shook his head: "That has nothing to do with me either."

Dr. Dong said: "Maybe it's really Mr. Shen."

Chen Tang: "..."

But she only knows how to use the spirit to transform into cakes and draw cakes for people.

He told the story: "More than ten years ago, a high-ranking official had a strange disease, and even alarmed the imperial physician of the Medical Department to visit the hospital in person, but there was nowhere to be found. At this moment, the uncle and aunt of the maid next to the old lady came to visit. The maid talked about this matter. The uncle and aunt remembered that a child from a neighbor had suffered from a strange disease with similar symptoms and was finally rescued by the doctor pass by. The maid repeatedly confirmed it was true and was overjoyed and told the old lady. The owner of the mansion immediately sent someone to the village to inquire, and then he placed his last hope on Dr. Ling."

"Mr. Shen also heard that this doctor is me. At that time, I thought that the opportunity was ripe and cured the husband of the house. Maybe he could take the opportunity to write a letter of recommendation from the other party to enter the Medical Office... But..." Dr. Dong's face looked a little ugly, and he was unhappy, "There is a folk saying that you can see a doctor on the bed, and see a doctor on the bed as a dog."

The doctor's status is really not high.

When witch doctors were not separated, their status as doctors was not low, and then there were Confucian doctors, which in layman's terms meant that scholars went to study medicine.

But this behavior is not understood by the world.

Some scholars were even demoted to prescriptions and skills because of their medical treatment. This is true for scholars to practice medicine, let alone he was from the bottom of the class?

He cured the strange disease of this man and also had the intention of becoming famous in one battle. Even the stubborn disease that was helpless in a country's official office was cured in his hands. This was also a life-saving grace. The owner of this family is a senior official in the court, and even the imperial physician order can be asked. If he can recommend it and give himself a chance, he will definitely be able to enter the medical office, so that his children and grandchildren can change their feet.

In this world where the average life expectancy is not long, Dr. Dong did not think about wealth and prosperity, but could not let go of his young grandson who had lost his father and was lost. When he made this request with shameless face, the senior official was stunned for a moment, and then he turned into sarcasm and contempt. As a big man, the senior official did not refuse bluntly, nor made a promise, but only gave him a 10% discount on the doctor's salary.

On the second day, on the excuse of a distinguished guest coming to the house.

Ask the manager to give him a medical fee and be respectfully invited out.

Dr. Dong knew that there was little hope, but he still hugged a glimmer of hope and wandered around for two days, wanting to squat, but finally squatted until the senior official returned home. He also had two colleagues with him. When Dr. Dong wanted to go up and call the carriage, he was pushed away by the guard before he got close to him, and the movement alarmed the people in the carriage.

The senior official lifted up the bead curtains of the carriage, his eyes cold.

I glanced at it and let it go coldly.

Dr. Dong's elbow was broken and his elbow was not relieved. Before the pain could be relieved, he heard inquiries from senior officials and colleagues from the carriage.

[Who is blocking the road? Look at the costume, is there any injustice?]

The senior official said indifferently: [No, a skill like the square.]

My colleague heard the dislike of him and asked: [Isn’t your husband recovered from illness? Why are there any medical workers here?]

My colleagues thought that Dr. Dong was here to try his luck.

This kind of person who hears someone's strange disease will come uninvited. Maybe he doesn't have much ability, but he must have the intention of making a name for money.

The senior official said: [It is because he has been cured.]

The colleague was surprised: [Why did that happen...]

[He has good medical skills, but unfortunately he is not upright and wants to repay his favor with the medical office. He actually found his official position when he looks for a stepping stone. It is no wonder that these prescriptions and skills are annoying.]

My colleagues didn't expect this to be the case.

He does not know Dr. Dong, but he knows his colleagues.

Naturally, I believe in my colleagues more.

【It’s a pity that I have medical skills but no medical ethics.】

The senior official smiled: [Yes, the inferior doctor. My son suffered from a strange disease. It was abrupt. Is this person cured? Even the medical department, the leader of famous doctors in the world, has never heard of. How can a mere doctor and other people be cured? My mother donated 3,000 silver to the temple before my son recovered from illness. Three Dharma Assembly will be blessed by gods and Buddhas.]

Low-class doctor!

The simple three words make people fall into an ice cellar. Dr. Dong's heart has never been as shaky as it did this day, and even thought of abandoning the doctor. When he went back and sat down all night, he found that he had no other specialties except this kind of medical skills.

He can't even farm like his ancestors.

When my father died of illness, he had no money to pay the debt. When the creditor heard about this, he came to collect the debt, for fear that he would become a bad debt if he walked slowly. At that time, the body was still smelly and could not be buried. The mother had to bear the pain of selling a few acres of thin fields to pay off the debt. This matter became a knot in her heart. After two years, she held him and couldn't help but apologize before her death. If these fields were still there, he still had a way out. If he didn't work as a doctor, he could still farm, but the fields were sold. He had not saved money to buy the fields for many years...

It was dawn, and he continued to be a [lower doctor].

I completely lost my previous thoughts.

It’s better to treat the common people, just starve to death.

The story of Dr. Dong made Shen Tang silent for a while until he sighed and said, "In the articles of "I heard that there is a saying that "Witch Doctors and Musicians, all craftsmen, gentlemen are despised." Shen Jun, medical workers have always been recognized as prescription skills."

Chen Tang refuted: "It's not!"

Doctors can’t make such a fuss!

When I was saving people, I wanted to kneel down to others. After recovering from the illness, I would slander them all the time, and blame the three Dharma Assembly held by Sanqianjin for the recovery... Chen Tang didn't understand this strange logic very well. Those who can reach the position of a high-ranking official should be good.

Dr. Dong smiled with a little relief.

"Yes, Shen Jun said it was not."

He has lived for so many years, and he still has some judgment on who tells the truth, who tells lies, and who says against his will. Dr. Dong knows Beijiu and also hears patients talk about the "mount" that holds her on the top and bottom in the clinic, knowing that as a female ink master, she has a method of changing similar to the courageous words. Since craftsmen can do this, how can medical workers not?

They are like Lin Feng and other women who can practice.

"So, this gift is worthy of Mr. Shen." Old Doctor Dong said and bowed again, and his grandson hurriedly followed.

"I appreciate my feelings, but Mr. Dong is old after all..." Don't bother with old arms and legs. Just kowtow or let his grandson do it on his behalf. He completely ignored Dr. Dong's youthful appearance returning to his youth.

She didn't know why.

When she learned that the young man was actually Dr. Dong, it was difficult for her to reverse the image of the other party in her heart. She always felt that his body was very crisp. She staggered the topic: "Scholars, martial artists and ink masters have exclusive tokens. Mr. Dong has entered the doctor's house and has opened the temple. There should be these, right? Can you open your eyes?"

Although Dr. Dong is like Beijiu, he is obviously much better at controlling his own abilities than Beijiu. Those questions are not in vain. Chen Tang does not need help to guide him. He can be transformed by just talking about the specific operation.

Because I was not used to it, I had a lot of effort.

Chen Tang looked at the things he had transformed into silent.

Her body is stronger than a cow. She has only had a few minor illnesses in recent years. The military doctor prescribes two medications and has never seen any equipment for treating diseases in this era. In her memory, the acupuncture needles should be the kind of golden needles and silver needles in TV series.

result--

"What's this?"

Chen Tang pointed at the stone in his hand.

The stone is as big as a palm and flat, with four uniform lines engraved on the front, with round pens and four words "Dong's Way" engraved on the back. In addition to this stone, he also has a blank "wordless book" in his hand...

The tokens for new professions are all started with two pieces, and Chen Tang is envious.

"Jun Shen, this is Bianshi."

Dr. Dong felt something in his heart.
To be continued...