ff37;ww.ff35;ff18;xff33;.ff23;om u85c0f;8bf4;66f4;65b0;6700;5feb;5c0f;8bf4;9605;8bfb;7f51;      Li Yan and Meng Xue came to the model room, but what surprised Li Yan was that it was not Sun Simiao who gave a lecture on the podium, but a cripple with a disabled leg. And when he saw this cripple, Li Yan felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember it.

"Mengxue, isn't Dean Sun here?" Li Yan asked a little strangely. He had just asked the people in the academy, and those people clearly told him that Sun Simiao was in the model room.

Unexpectedly, after Meng Xue heard Li Yan's question, her beautiful face was filled with a smile. She stretched out her white jade finger and pointed to the back of the model room. Following Meng Xue's guidance, Li Yan saw that in the last row of the model room, there were several people who were obviously much older than ordinary students. The oldest ones had white hair and beards, and the younger ones looked over 40 years old. Among them, Sun Simiao, with black hair and black face, was sitting among these people, and he was remembering something seriously while listening to the class. There were almost no difference between the students who were listening to the class in front.

"This...this...this...dean Sun actually wants to listen to the class?" Li Yan said with a little stunned. Sun Simiao is a recognized miracle doctor. Especially in the aristocratic circle in Chang'an, in addition to terminal illnesses like Yang Hsiao, other difficult and complicated diseases are almost cured. With his outstanding medical skills, Sun Simiao has gained great prestige in the field of medical skills. It is precisely because of this that he can firmly sit in the position of dean of the medical school, and gather a group of doctors with his own appeal to be the first batch of faculty of the medical school.

"Haha, even the saints say that learning is endless. The same is true for medical skills. The more you learn, the more you will find that you don't understand. Although Dean Sun's medical skills are superb, these superb medical skills are also obtained through years of study and practice. If you want to go further in your medical skills, you naturally have to study harder." Cui Mengxue said with a smile on her face. In fact, her current medical skills are still far behind Sun Simiao, so she usually spends most of her time learning medical skills except teaching.

After hearing this, Li Yan nodded thoughtfully. Although Sun Simiao is known as a general practitioner, he is mainly good at internal medicine, gynecology and pediatrics. As for trauma like sword injuries, it is not his expertise. For example, the imperial physician who followed Li Shimin to go east to go to Goguryeo, he specialized in the treatment of such trauma. It is probably not even Sun Simiao could compare to others. Otherwise, Li Shimin would have taken him there.

Just as Li Yan was thinking, he saw that the cripple doctor in the model room had finally finished his class and carefully put the model back to its original place. When the cripple doctor just left the door, he immediately saw Li Yan standing at the door. As a result, he stood up like a conditioned reflex, then clasped his fists and said, "Medical Officer Zhou Yishui, see Your Highness, King Qi!"

"Medical Officer?" Li Yan was stunned at the time, and when he heard the name Zhou Yishui, he remembered it. No wonder he looked so familiar with him just now. It turned out that he was one of the medical soldiers he trained and had a relatively high position. After all, although there are many medical soldiers, even if he can be called a medical officer, there are not one out of dozens of medical soldiers.

"Haha~, it's you. I remember that your leg was accidentally cut by a Goguryeo wounded soldier when you were rescued after the war in Pyongyang City. In order to save people, you delayed treatment and finally left the root cause of leg and foot inconvenience." Li Yan said. He stepped forward and patted the Medical Officer Zhou on the shoulder. Although the medical officer on the battlefield had a bad temper, they often did not rest for more than ten hours in order to save people. This is the true heart of a doctor.

Zhou Yishui didn't expect that His Highness King Qi still remembered so clearly about his injury. He was excited at the moment and burst into tears. He spoke in a choked tone: "I didn't expect that Your Highness still remembers his subordinates. Every time I remembered the incident of following Your Highness to fight against Goguryeo, my subordinates couldn't help but feel excited."

Zhou Yishui's words were obviously a bit exaggerated. Li Yan and him were both medical staff. They usually stayed behind. They only had the opportunity to go to the battlefield to clean up the wounded after the war. How could they feel excited when doing such things? But Li Yan naturally would not say such a bad thing, but patted the other party on the shoulder and encouraged them before saying goodbye to the other party.

Although the get out of class has been terminated, most of the students in the model room have not left. Unlike the Civil Medical College, the students in the Military Medical College are older and all of them are dark. They look similar to those students in the Military Academy, but they are a little more gentle.

After all, the Military Medical College focuses on cultivating medical and nurse soldiers. In addition to learning the treatment of various wounds, it also conducts general military training. After all, anything can happen on the battlefield. Although medical and nurse soldiers generally do not go to the battlefield, if they encounter special circumstances, the enemy will not let them go because they are medical and nurse soldiers. In addition, compared with the Civil Medical College, the study time of the Military Medical College is relatively short. It can usually graduate in one year and then be assigned to each army. This has caused the students in the Military Medical College to be in their prime and are selected from each army.

Of course, the above mentioned are ordinary medical soldiers, and there are also higher-level medical officers, such as Zhou Yishui. They should be considered real doctors. They need to learn systematic medical skills and be familiar with the medicinal properties of various drugs. Therefore, their study time is no shorter than that of the Civil Medical College. The students in the model room are trained as future medical officers.

Li Yan walked to Sun Simiao behind the classroom in person. During this period, he did not alarm too many people. Sun Simiao focused on recording something on the paper and did not notice Li Yan's arrival at all.

"Huh? Since President Sun is also proficient in painting?" Li Yan said in surprise. Sun Simiao held a brush in his hand and was carefully drawing the picture on a piece of paper. This picture was the human body structure diagram explained by Zhou Yishui just now. Although Sun Simiao's painting method was still drawn with traditional brushes, it was already a bit realistic.

Li Yan's whistle finally made Sun Simiao raise his head. When he saw that Li Yan and Cui Mengxue were standing beside him, he immediately put down his brush and smiled: "I didn't expect that your highness would have time to come to the medical school. I was really rude!"

Li Yan laughed and then said a few polite words. However, the other students in the model room also noticed Sun Simiao's side, especially the doctors who came to listen to the class like Sun Simiao, also came forward to greet each other. When Li Yan saw that this place was not a place to talk, he pulled Sun Simiao back to the other party's office.

The three of them sat down in the main and the second. The Taoist boy presented the fragrant tea. After Li Yan took a sip, he said solemnly: "Doctor Sun, the reason why I came to you so hurry this time is mainly to discuss with you a major event about the direction of medical development!"

Meng Xue had heard Li Yan say in advance, so she was not surprised. When Sun Simiao suddenly heard Li Yan say this, she was immediately shocked and asked impatiently: "Your Highness, have you thought of something again?"

After hearing this, Li Yan did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the room and found that there were only three of them here. Then he said, "Doctor Sun, I think you studied very seriously in the model room just now, but you must also know that all the models in the model room are written by others and made in the way they remember them. However, the memories or expressions of these people are inevitably wrong. These small mistakes are undoubtedly fatal in medicine. No one knows in the future. How many people will die because of these small mistakes?"

As soon as Li Yan said, Sun Simiao and Cui Mengxue were silent. As a doctor with excellent medical skills, they naturally knew more than anyone else about the serious consequences caused by a small mistake.

"Your Highness, we all know this problem, but now it seems that this is almost the best way, unless another war breaks out in our Tang Dynasty, and then let the people of our medical school accumulate more experience on the battlefield." Sun Simiao said helplessly. He also knew the harm, but the medical school was just the first to be established. Some things need to be done step by step, and it is impossible for everything to be accomplished overnight.

After hearing Sun Simiao's answer, Li Yan shook his head with dissatisfaction, looked at Cui Mengxue and then said again: "Doctor Sun, your idea is really too conservative. Why do you have to accumulate on the battlefield? Usually we can find real objects to compare at any time."

Li Yan's voice was very light when he spoke, and his tone was nothing special, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, but when he heard Cui Mengxue's ears, it was like a bomb exploded, which made both of them stand on the spot, with an incredible expression on their faces.

"Dian... Your Highness, you... are you talking about dissecting the corpse?" Sun Simiao was stunned for a while. As soon as he woke up, he immediately asked in a trembling voice. Li Yan's words were already very clear. He wanted to compare it with real objects, but the structure diagram of the human body was naturally only by using the human body. The only way was to dissect the corpse.

"Yes, it's just anatomy. If you want to carry forward medicine, anatomy is an indispensable science. Through anatomy, we can not only understand the structure of the normal human body, but also dissect some lesions of corpses. In this way, we can better understand the damage caused to the body by this disease. This clear method is definitely much more accurate than the pulse diagnosis you usually use!" Li Yan said slowly.

Although he also knew that in traditional Chinese culture, dissecting a corpse is definitely a ruthless act, his uncle Yang Xiao's terminal illness made Li Yan determined to develop the anatomy. After all, Yang Xiao had a brain tumor, and there was no second way except for surgery. However, now they have not even figured out the structure of other parts of the human body, let alone the most complicated brain.

He didn't even know the most basic brain structure. Surgery was simply a fantasy, so Li Yan could only watch Yang Xiao get sick again and again, and finally died in pain. Although studying anatomy now cannot save Yang Xiao's life, at least after the anatomy develops, medicine will make a huge progress. With the accumulation of time, it will one day develop to the point where brain surgery can be performed. This is something he left for future generations.
Chapter completed!