In the Ming Dynasty, there were special "medical households", which means that if your household registration is engaged in medicine, one of your descendants will be engaged in medicine, otherwise you will break the law.

In this era, the treatment for studying medicine was not very good. Many people would try to get their sons to take the imperial examinations and open up channels to help their sons pursue a career.

Wang Ji originally wanted to take the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination, but his mother became seriously ill, so he abandoned Confucianism and became a doctor, determined to shine in the medical field.

Now he is concentrating on clinical practice with his grandfather and father, who are famous doctors.

Wang Ji sweated inwardly when he saw a little boy running out and asking his grandfather to take his pulse.

Fortunately, the Wang family belongs to the Xinglin family and is very knowledgeable in both internal medicine and surgery. They will not refuse treatment when encountering pediatric patients. Through the accumulation of years of practicing medicine, they can be considered to be knowledgeable in everything.

Doctor Wang calmed down, smiled and accepted the invitation to sit down and feel Brother Wen's pulse.

Pediatrics is very difficult to deal with. He is not very good at talking to himself and cannot describe his symptoms like an adult. He gives everyone a headache when he meets him.

Fortunately, Brother Wen is in good health, his pulse is lively and strong, his limbs have been well exercised, and his eyesight is clear and clear. After a thorough examination, he found that there was no problem at all, even the common problem of food accumulation in children.

Can't find any.

Doctor Wang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's nothing important. I just need to walk less on weekdays. Children's bones have not grown well, so they should not be too tired. They should stop and rest every time they move around for a cup of tea."

When Brother Wen heard this, he felt that the hero had the same idea. He immediately seized the opportunity to show his little claws to Doctor Wang and expressed his thoughts excitedly: "You can't practice calligraphy! It's too early, you can't!"

Doctor Wang understood and nodded: "It is not advisable to practice calligraphy too early. Just have fun before the age of three. After the age of three, it is best not to practice more than one cup of tea each time."

Brother Wen:?????

You seem to be a kind-hearted old Chinese medicine practitioner, but why do you speak so coldly?

What's going on with you? Why are you so cruel to a three-year-old child?

A cup of tea only takes about ten minutes, which is not a lot in total, but he is only three years old. A three-year-old child should enjoy a happy childhood without any worries! There was no kindergarten in the Ming Dynasty, so there is really no need to start taking exams at the age of three!

Brother Wen counted in his mind.

His father, who had been listening to poems since he was a child, is said to have written poems at the age of seven.

His brother, who had been listening to poems since he was a child, is said to have written poems at the age of seven.

Xie Zhuangyuan, who has been reciting the poem by ear since he was a child, is said to have been in pairs since he was seven years old.

Yang Tinghe, who has been reciting the poem by ear since he was a child, is said to have been in pairs since he was seven years old.

But these kings of academic scrolls are all big figures who may go down in history. What does they have to do with a weak, helpless and pitiful ordinary child like him!

Wait until I am seven years old and then I will show you how to recite the multiplication table. That is the level that primary school students should have.

It is worth mentioning that the multiplication table has a long history, and primary school students in the Ming Dynasty could easily master it without being regarded as monsters.

It is said that as early as the Spring and Autumn Period during the reign of Duke Huan of Qi, there was a man who was good at "Nine-Nine" and asked to meet him. Duke Huan of Qi dismissed this and said: "Is it worth meeting me in person if I know a 'Nine-Nine'?"

The guy whose specialty is "Nine-Nine" is very good at talking, and he immediately asked someone to say: "You are even willing to meet someone like me who only knows nine-nine small skills, and you are afraid that people with other 'big skills' will not flock to him."

Are you coming?"

It can be seen that the skill of memorizing the multiplication table has a history of more than 2,000 years, and it is really a "little skill" that even the ancestors of the Spring and Autumn Period looked down upon.

Mathematical theory has such a long history, but this ancient Eastern country has failed to develop modern science. It is really a difficult "Needham problem" to solve.

Such a profound question is not something Brother Wen can think about yet.

He failed to get enough medical theoretical support from Doctor Wang, and was a little tired.

With his father's attitude of "look at how awesome others are", he always feels like his happy life is getting less and less with each passing day.

Not good, very bad.

If someone mentions Wang Xiaowen in future generations, the title will probably be "A Look at the Tragic Control Group Among the Big Bosses", which makes me sad just thinking about it.

When Mr. Wang saw his grandson suddenly wilted, he was immediately happy.

He wanted to be lazy before he started practicing calligraphy, and he deserved not to be able to do so! He didn't reject this medical consultation so much anymore, and stretched out his hand to ask Doctor Wang to take his pulse.

Doctor Wang knew that the main target of this consultation was Mr. Wang, so he stepped forward with a smile and took Mr. Wang's pulse.

His expression was very relaxed at first, but after he felt his pulse clearly, his expression became a little serious.

Doctor Wang is a famous doctor in the world. He has seen countless patients. Some common problems can be diagnosed by just feeling the pulse without asking too much.

Doctor Wang carefully took Mr. Wang's pulse again, and then he carefully considered his words and told Mr. Wang the conclusion he had drawn from the pulse: his headaches, which are becoming more and more frequent, are a bit troublesome, and he is not an ordinary person who just tolerates them.

A minor ailment that may pass away may become fatal and bedridden if it develops for a year or two.

While the lesions are still small, treatment must be started in time.

We must know that once an elderly person is bedridden, he will basically lose his energy and energy in three to five months.

Anything that lasts half a year is the result of the careful care of the people around you.

When Mr. Wang heard this, he was not very happy. He just asked the doctor to take his pulse, but suddenly it became "I will regret it if I don't treat him now." He snorted and was about to say a few words when Mr. Cen stopped him.

The wife cut off the conversation.

Mrs. Cen directly discussed with Doctor Wang how to treat the disease.

Mr. Wang snorted loudly again.

Brother Wen couldn't help but raise his hand to pull Mr. Wang's beard. When he got angry, his beard would twitch. If he didn't pull it twice, his hand would be very itchy!

Mr. Wang: “…………”

This bastard boy!

Alas, I miss my grandson a little.

I don’t know when Dasun will come back.

The son is also true. He said that the journey was too far, so Ren Geer lived directly in his father-in-law's official residence and wouldn't let anyone come back even for the New Year. Is he as good a father as he is?

Not decent, really not decent!

No matter how unhappy Mr. Wang was, Mrs. Cen still received the prescription prescribed by Dr. Wang and the nursing care advice given by Dr. Wang.

In order to repay Doctor Wang for his dedicated diagnosis and treatment, Mrs. Cen even asked Mr. Wang to stretch out his hand and let Doctor Wang's grandson feel for his pulse.

Brother Wen saw Doctor Wang's obviously sincere smile from the side, and felt that he had learned another skill.

If you want to be nice to people, you really need to do what they like. Their family is not very wealthy, and their medical fees are definitely not as good as those of real wealthy families.

Doctor Wang brought his grandson to the clinic. He must have valued his grandson very much. How could he not be happy if someone took the initiative to give his grandson such a learning opportunity?

The only one who was more injured might be his grandfather!

Brother Wen stood by and gave his grandfather an encouraging look that said, "Brave grandpa is not afraid of difficulties."

Mr. Wang: “…………”

I didn't feel anything at first, but when I saw the look in this boy's eyes, I felt a little aggrieved.

Compared with treating them, Doctor Wang is more particular about treating the female relatives.

People at that time said that "women's diseases are difficult to treat." This did not mean that women's illnesses were more complicated, but that the world was too complicated.

Ming Tai/Ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang was a person who had a strong idea of ​​"family world" and a strong idea of ​​small farmers. He stipulated that men and women must be strictly guarded against and should not condone behaviors that undermine family stability.

The issue of women's medical treatment has also given rise to many complicated regulations. Some people would rather die than see a doctor because of the brainwashing education they received since childhood.

Faced with this thorny problem, doctors have a default rule that they must abide by: they must also cover their hands with gauze when performing a diagnosis.

In other words, you have to see the doctor through the curtain. Whether or not you can see the problem depends on your level.

To diagnose the pulse, you have to feel it through a gauze. Whether it is accurate or not depends on your level.

No matter how thin or transparent the curtains and gauze are, they are there anyway and must not be looked at or touched directly.

Brother Wen was dumbfounded.

There are so many things that women pay attention to when seeing a doctor!

No wonder some people think this is a bad disease and it’s okay not to treat it.

What’s the point of all this extra layer of tulle?

Doctor Wang took turns to see Ms. Zhao and Ms. Yang. When he felt Ms. Yang's pulse, he pondered for a while, smiled and congratulated: "There is good news in my family."

Old Mrs. Cen didn't expect that the happy one would be Mrs. Yang. After sending Mrs. Yang to rest, she comforted Mrs. Zhao for a few words before going to gather people to prepare the medicine for Mr. Wang.

Doctor Wang was sent out politely.

After the new guest left, Brother Wen went to watch someone prepare Mr. Wang's medicine. From time to time, he even grabbed a fan to help him fan himself, which was a sign of filial piety to his grandson.

It was just that he had little strength and no perseverance, so he fanned a few times but found it boring. He returned the fan and sat there to smell the pain of the medicine his grandfather wanted to drink.

When Wang Hua returned home to look for his two elders, what he saw was Brother Wen standing on a short ridge nearby, cheering his grandfather on: "Don't be bitter, drink up!"

It was the first time this boy saw his family drinking medicine. He was obviously in high spirits, and his eyes gleamed when he looked at his grandfather.

He even threatened him treacherously——

"If you don't drink, pinch your nose!"

Mr. Wang: “…………”

Who taught this bastard boy?!
To be continued...