Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 907

Chapter 907 Chapter 907: This is what doctors are like [asking for monthly votes]

Shen Tang has never heard a more explosive answer than this.

 “Five years? Is it like this every day?”

Having learned from the mistakes of Lin Feng and Bei Jiu, Shen Tang also figured out the routine. Mr. Dong should have opened the Medical Temple by accident.

 It's just that she didn't expect the Medical Temple to be so strict.

 Five years, five years of forced examination!

 The same boring dream repeated more than 1,800 times!

 No matter how arrogant Mr. Dong is, he should realize that something is wrong.

 For a moment, Shen Tang didn't know whether to say that Mr. Dong had a strict mouth or that he was socially closed-off and had not revealed his words for so many years.

“It's not like this every day.” Dr. Dong explained, “One day out of every ten days, I have other dreams.”

 He felt that such useless dreams were a waste of time.

He can continue to think about problems that he can't figure out during the day, and the learning results are remembered very firmly, which is different in reality. In reality, the body is old and old, the eyes are blurry and the ears are behind the ears, the energy and physical strength are not as strong as in the prime of life, the memory is declining, and the thinking is not as good as that of young people in medical clinics. He felt deeply powerless against this state, no one except life, old age, sickness and death.

  Comparatively, the dream state made him linger even more.

In a dream, his soul can temporarily break away from this body that is aging and decaying from the inside out and gain freedom.

Shen Tang: “…Ten days and one day off?”

 She almost didn't know where to start.

 “Haha, the Medical Temple is pretty good...”

Although Dr. Dong is an ordinary person, most of the patients in the hospital are soldiers besides ordinary people, and he has many contacts with brave warriors. As soon as he heard the words "Medical Temple", his intuition told him that his inexplicable return to his prime might be related to this.

 I heard that literary and martial arts can keep people young forever, and their old age will gradually appear until their internal energy is exhausted. None of the literary scholars and courageous warriors he has seen are truly old. They are either young or middle-aged. Could it be that he himself—

 Physician Dong lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

Tight, delicate, flawless, and elastic, with vitality spreading throughout the limbs and bones with the beating pulse, as if the previous relaxation and darkness were all an illusion. This hand was steadier and stronger than he remembered in his prime, and there was no longer uncontrollable hand shaking or sudden numbness. He was confident that without relying on his eyes and nose, this hand could accurately find out the names and weights of various medicinal materials.

 He felt a certain trepidation.

"Shen Jun means that I am also a scribe?"

Shen Tang shook his head and denied his guess: "No."

Physician Dong felt slightly depressed: "What is that?"

"It is better to say that he is a doctor than a scribe. Of course, this doctor is not that doctor. I personally think that Mr. Dong has been practicing medicine for most of his life, and he is more than enough to be a chief physician." Shen Tang joked, seeing that Mr. Dong seemed to understand. Understand, try to use words he can understand, "Literary scholars belong to literature, and brave warriors belong to martial arts. In your case, you belong to medicine, independent of the civil and military system. You can simply think of doctors as literati and warriors, and the latter are active in the battlefield. Hall, the former is based in the apricot forest."

 Shen Tang said this, and Dr. Dong understood a little bit.

"Mr. Dong was frequently tested in his dreams. I guess it was a test for you by the sages and heroes of the Medical Family Temple. You finally passed the test, and the door of the Medical Family Temple was opened for you." Shen Tang did not forget to complain, " It's just a little too harsh.”

Physician Dong never thought of this possibility.

He didn't know what the Medical Temple was, but judging from the name, he also knew that this must be the highest holy place for those who study medicine.

The grandson on the side listened to this in stunned silence.

Young people, who doesn't envy literary scholars/valiant warriors? His grandfather became a doctor equal to them?

 He couldn't help but murmured: "Why didn't I?"

The teenager has no cultivation of the root bone, and cannot be a literary scribes. He can't be the martial arts and martial arts. It is impossible not to envy others. Grandpa taught him not to aim too high, but to learn his abilities and skills in a down-to-earth manner.

Even if the medical skills are not improved in the end, he will not die of hunger.

 The young man's heart was alive again and his eyes were shining.

Physician Dong also thought of this.

 The brain of a young body is good at it. As soon as this idea came into his mind, the memory that was quietly huddled in the corner flipped over instantly, and he found the answer in the blink of an eye: "Because it's not enough."

Shen Tang was also curious: "What's not enough?"

Grandson also pulled his sleeve eagerly.

“Is it because my grandson's medical skills are not enough?”

Physician Dong sighed: "How many people have you cured?"

 He remembered the scene of his first dream.

Over the years, he rarely dreamed about his time as an apprentice.

 But I had a rare dream that day. At that time, I was following the old lady next door, holding a bunch of bacon and some dried fish prepared by my parents. The old lady has something wrong with her legs and feet, which causes a dull pain on windy and rainy days, so her pace is very slow.

She whispered in his ear: "My child, after you come to the door, you must remember to be sweet, open your mouth and shout loudly, do whatever work you see, do it, don't be lazy." You have to treat people as your biological father and kiss them, and then they will teach you your true skills. Your sister helped you find out that his son died a few years ago and there is no one to learn his skills. You must be smart! Do you understand? 】

The young doctor Dong nodded heavily.

  The "A'sister" the old lady refers to is her daughter.

 Married into a family in the town.

 Six months ago, an old doctor moved next door to my husband's house.

The two families moved around a lot, and the neighbors came to know that this old doctor came from the Palace Medical Office. He had a lot of savings and good skills, but he had a weird personality. When he was working in the palace, two of his grandchildren at home accidentally caught cold. The cheap quack doctor hired by his son gave them the wrong medicine and died. Not long after, I lost my wife and my son...

 Old doctors easily refuse to treat people.

　　When I am lonely, I also lament that I have no one to inherit the desolation at my knees.

 A sister heard about this and recommended Dr. Dong.

So he came to the door with a bunch of Xiu in hand.

The old doctor's character is indeed eccentric and difficult to handle.

Dr. Dong served him respectfully for several years, pretending to be a caretaker for his old age. Only then did he relent. While teaching him, he took him everywhere to see people, some for free and some for a fee. He was always there every time. Watch carefully.

 When he was almost done with his studies, the old doctor also came to an end. I spent the last half of the year in bed. I was very weak and had to dictate everything while lying in bed. Dr. Dong was always respectful and filial, doing everything he could by himself, wiping his back, dressing him and feeding him.

One day, the old doctor suddenly became energetic.

He can do it by himself without any help. He raises his hand to greet the apprentice who comes in to fetch water, and rarely smiles.

　　【道儿, come. 】

  【Master, why are you up? 】

 Physician Dong put the basin aside.

 The old doctor stretched out his hand to him: "Check the pulse." 】

Physician Dong was confused and puzzled, but he still did as he was told.

 Old doctor: [Remember this pulse condition. 】

Physician Dong felt something was not good, and his heart trembled.

 He knelt down in front of the old doctor's bed with a bang.

The old doctor held his shoulders tightly, not as strong as a person with no pulse, and said seriously: "Do you remember?" 】

  【Remember, remember! ]     【Keep it in mind! 】

After saying these words, the old doctor seemed to be deflated, his strength dropped off a cliff, and his face was full of fatigue. He directed the old doctor Dong to get the shroud he had prepared long ago, put it on, lay back down, and calmly accepted what was coming. death.

 Half an hour later, I stopped breathing.

 He took care of the old doctor's funeral affairs and returned home after completing his studies. Because he was born into a poor family, he did not have a good family background. Even the old doctor said that his talent was not very good, and no one wanted him to be an apprentice in the palace. No rich people came to see him for medical treatment, only common people. At first, he was not well-known and had to find patients by himself. Later, he moved around to make a living.

Many years later, he had to admit that his master's judgment was right. His talent was indeed limited. His only advantage was that he lived long, saw a lot, had rich experience, and encountered all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. Experience makes up for those shortcomings.

 As I get older, my medical skills have become better.

 Accustomed to seeing all kinds of things in the world, he suddenly understood why his master's character was so weird and inhumane. It was because they were learning medical skills, not the magic of life and death, human flesh and bones. No matter how exquisite medical skills are, the effect is limited, and there are many patients in the world who are suffering from diseases but have no financial resources. Although they have the ability to treat them, they still have to make a living. However, his choice was different from that of the teacher.

 Always exempt poor people from medical expenses, and occasionally provide medicine.

He looked at his skinny grandson, sighed, felt guilty, and touched his young and ignorant grandson: "Don't imitate grandpa in the future." 】

 Be worthy of yourself, but sorry for your family.

　　It could have been a better life for the children. No matter how bad things were, they could have had a few more meals and a stable place to live.

Life continues to be miserable.

One day, Dr. Dong was on his way with his grandson.

 Grandpa and grandson were sitting under a tree by the roadside to rest.

While he was wiping his sweat, an old, serious and old-fashioned man came up the road, carrying a medicine box on his back. Dr. Dong felt that the other party's face was familiar, but he really couldn't remember it. After all, thirty or forty years have passed since his youth.

 The old man also practices medicine.

 He asked: [Later, how many years have you been practicing medicine? 】

Physician Dong was a little dumbfounded when he heard the term "younger generation". They were standing together, and it was unclear who was older. He said, "It must be thirty-four years old." 】

 At the age of seventeen, he became an apprentice and spent five years as an apprentice and five years as an apprentice.

  Thirty-four years have passed since then.

The old man smiled and said: "I have a unique skill here, but it has been in decline for many years and I have no disciples or grandchildren. Today I see you are destined, do you want to inherit my mantle? 】

Physician Dong was stunned: [Passing on the mantle? 】

Then he laughed and said: [I don't want to play tricks on others. I stand with you and still want to call you 'younger brother'. You have to call me 'old brother'. You have to find a young person to pass on the mantle. Why do you want to find someone who can be buried with half of his body? 】

It's hard to say which of them will be buried first.

The old man was rejected but showed no sign of anger and said: "Who said you were half buried in the ground?" I can read faces. If I look at your face, you are a person who lives a long life. It's too late. 】

Physician Dong saw his serious expression and subconsciously thought of his master's appearance before his death. He refused even a second time and couldn't bear to say it out loud. He mistakenly thought that the old man was like his master. The old man seemed to be able to see through his mind and burst into laughter.

Physician Dong said: "Why are you laughing so much?" 】

The old man said: "You will know later." 】

 Physician Dong: […]

The old man asked again: "You have been practicing medicine for thirty-four years. Do you still remember how many people you have treated in your life?" 】

Physician Dong shook his head: [How can I remember? 】

 There were too many to remember.

The old man was very satisfied with the answer: "I can't learn this unique skill without studying it for five years, following others for five years, and practicing medicine alone for five years. I can treat thousands of people." 】

 Dr. Dong clearly meets all the requirements.

Hearing these study conditions, Dr. Dong's mood became even more complicated. He couldn't help but tease and joke: "Who can be a bad doctor after fifteen years of hard work?" Those with talent can stand on their own. The threshold for my father-in-law's unique knowledge is high, so it's no wonder that his family is in decline. 】

The old man smiled and said: "You will understand later." 】

Physician Dong asked: [What do you understand? 】

　　　【The living and the dead, flesh and white bones, what's wrong with that! 】

After the old man finished speaking, a strange wind blew up, which made people unable to open their eyes. Dr. Dong raised his hand to cover his eyes. When the wind stopped, where was the old man around? This horrifying scene made Dr. Dong wake up from his dream, and he later thought about it -

 The face of the old man, could it be that of his master?

　　【Could it be that the end is approaching? 】

Physician Dong took a sip of herbal tea and looked out the window at the dark night. He hadn't dreamed about the old man in many years. At this age, dreaming about an old friend who had passed away long ago was not a good sign.

 Just after a few months of waiting, my body is as good as before.

 Started to have strange dreams every night.

 The medical records that you read during the day will all appear in your dreams.

 There will also be notes on the teaching and examination papers on the table.

  At the beginning, it is all simple names of medicinal materials, medicinal properties, medicinal effects, and pharmacology, and then the relevant prescriptions and applications of each medicinal material are tested, or a general function is given, and he is asked to write down at least how many similar medicinal materials, various pulses, meridians and acupoints...

These are fairly simple.

 What's even more troublesome are the records in various medical books.

 These are all good things that can only be found but not sought.

Physician Dong can say with certainty that not even the Medical Department's warehouse has been able to complete these questions comprehensively, not to mention that there will be various pulse diseases in the future. Ask him how to diagnose, how to treat, how to prescribe, including internal and external gynecology and pediatrics...

 The topic also cuts into different directions from looking, hearing, asking, and caring.

How can the traditional master-disciple inheritance be so standardized?

 Physician Dong can treat patients, but he can catch people blind in exams.

In addition to being able to handle it with ease at the beginning, he failed the exam again and again, which made him embarrassed. Every time I finish an exam in my dream, I go to look up information and read medical books during the day. If I don't have an answer, I will keep it for now. If I have an answer, I will use the question to embarrass the apprentices in the medical clinic...

 He didn't know that the apprentice was scared after seeing him.

 But what's the point?

Isn't this the same for studying medicine? Even his face looked frightened, and he didn't even know these problems. How could he save lives and heal the wounded in the future?

The grandson's face turned pale when he heard this.

Shen Tang was speechless: "Five years of study, five years of medical treatment, and five years of medical practice alone. Treating thousands of patients...is more demanding than imagined...Fifteen years to start?"

 According to Dr. Dong, doctors must first meet these conditions to enter the profession, and then pass the torturous exam in the dream, and then they can obtain the qualification certificate issued by the doctor. Once qualified for formal practice, future achievements all depend on personal destiny.

This is just the basic introduction!

The way doctors practice medicine is to practice medicine. In the process of practicing medicine, when a doctor reaches the bottleneck of practice, he must undergo phased assessments. Only by passing the assessment can he break through the bottleneck and continue to improve...

Even Chu Yao was confused.

 Physician Dong thinks it is very reasonable.

“It is easy to kill ten people, but difficult to save one.”

He recalled the night when he passed the exam. The old man appeared and congratulated him with a smile, and said: "This is how we doctors are, not as picky as other doctors." 】

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In the article, the old Chinese medicine doctor asked his students to touch his terminal pulse before he died. This is a real example. This kind of lineage is really touching.

 (End of this chapter)

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