No one asked about the cold window for ten years, and once it was on the list, the world knew it. Zhao Zijing is currently in such a state.

Since the last time Zhao Zijing and Bai Daoyi used their magical medical skills to revive Li Yong, after the villagers of Donghe spread it with relish, the names of the two miracle doctors have gradually been completely launched in the ten miles and eight townships of Huaiyin County. Many villagers suffering from incurable diseases come to seek medical treatment with a pious attitude.

The successful treatment is naturally satisfied and praised; If the treatment is not ideal, he is not angry, and if he can't even save his illness from such a miracle doctor, then he can go home and wait for death.

Bai Daoyi's medical skills are well-known in Huaiyin County. Even the county magistrate of Huaiyin County personally went to his house to ask for medical treatment, and such courtesy was not available in the entire Huaiyin County. It is said that Bai Daoyi was a disciple of the famous doctor of Qin during the Spring and Autumn Period, and obtained most of the true transmission of his teacher.

It's just that Bai Daoyi gave up the glorious position of the imperial physician of the Qin State for some reason, and returned to his hometown Huaiyin to open a pharmacy to see a doctor and seek medical treatment.

It was at this time that Zhao Zijing, who was traveling north, met Bai Daoyi, a famous doctor who had devoted his life to medical skills, by chance.

After a few days of getting along, the two of them can already be said to be in the period of medical skills. Bai Daoyi's profound medical knowledge and practical experience can fill the gap in Zhao Zijing's medical experience; And many medical preface techniques brought by Zhao Zijing from modern times can always give Bai Daoyi a lot of inspiration. Bai Daoyi couldn't help but want to dig out Zhao Zijing's head and study it carefully, to see what kind of demonic brain can have so many wonderful ideas.

Hu's leg has begun to heal, and Zhao Zijing is ready to draw Hu's thread in a month. This month, he is ready to study medicine, no matter how he says, he must learn basic medical first aid knowledge, so that he can protect the lives of himself and his friends in case of danger in the future.

But Zhao Zijing suddenly appeared in a state of being too busy. He has always been idle, and suddenly someone comes to seek medical treatment every day, which is not a good thing for Zhao Zijing, and the medical treatment delays the time at his disposal.

Zhao Zijing and Bai Daoyi discussed putting up a sign at the door of Hu's house: limited to 50 patients per day, and exempted from medical fees. In this way, Zhao Zijing can not only study medical Taoism with Bai Daoyi in his spare time, but also accumulate medical experience through medical treatment.

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The golden autumn of October is slowly coming late. The golden rice fields spread to the sky, and the golden wheat grains rolled and flipped with the wind, as if to stir the hearts of the villagers of Donghe with the joy of harvest. The laborers of every household carry sickles and other utensils to their rice fields, and the yellow bamboo hats resist the round sun in the sky, and the wind blows, which is suitable for harvesting rice fields, threshing and drying wheat.

Except for the conscripts and farmers recruited by the Qin Dynasty every month, there are no young and strong young people left in Donghe Township, but there are still a large number of young people.

How did they survive?

Quite simply, it is to cut off an organ on one's body and pretend to be disabled, then according to the law, such a person is not subject to forced labor. Many young Qin men cut off their fingers, ears, noses, or toes to escape forced labor.

However, this is not necessarily the case, there are still many places that ignore the Qin Dynasty's system, and all disabled people are conscripted to serve in forced labor; In order to make up the number of people, some areas even try their best to buy slaves or arrest outsiders to fill the number, and such things are not uncommon. And Dongxiang was able to survive through self-harm, which is also because Huaiyin County has made good governance, benevolence and love for the people.

In order to make the most of the labor, every household is a family of all ages who go out together to try to harvest the wheat fields in the shortest possible time. If it rains heavily and the wheat grains become damp and moldy in the fields, the villagers' efforts for the whole year will be reduced to ashes.

"Yo! Li Yong, also come to help his own wheat harvest! Wang Bozheng and his wife were working in their fields when they saw Li Yong passing by their ridges and stood up to greet Li Yong.

"Yes! Uncle Wang, when he is sick, he can't be idle at home, so he comes to the field to help his father and mother harvest the wheat when he has nothing to do, and he will not be afraid of hunger this winter! Li Yong replied cordially, carrying an empty bamboo basket and holding a sickle in his hand.

"It's nice to be able to walk on the ground so quickly! Doctor Bai said that you have to take care of yourself for two months, go to the lesion well, and don't overwork, do you remember? Uncle Wang was also happy to see that Li Yong was in good spirits, but thinking of Dr. Bai's entrustment, he still took out the bearing of an elder and told Li Yong.

"I remember, Uncle Wang, don't worry, I'm fine! My mother always asks me to raise it, I don't want to be fat and waste the food at home. You can't add a burden to your family! Li Yong replied honestly.

Uncle Wang smiled and nodded, hearing Li Yong's heartfelt words, he really wanted to contribute to the family and not be a lazy man. Uncle Wang looked Li Yong up and down, and felt that this young man was also good-looking, strong, hard-working, and capable, the important thing was to have a family concept, and he would be filial to his father and mother when he got married, and loved his wife. Uncle Wang thought of his daughter, and then cooperated with Li Yong, wouldn't it be a match made in heaven? Once this thought came up, it was out of control, and Uncle Wang's eyes looked at Li Yong, more like his father-in-law choosing a son-in-law.

"Li Yong, your life was saved by Zhao Zhuangshi and Doctor Bai, you can't be ungrateful. If you have time, you must go to the Hu family to thank others, although they are not lacking anything, but they can't be less thoughtful, you say, right? Uncle Wang combed his hair crown, and his messy beard was stained with wheat grass, he didn't care about it completely, and still said to Li Yong in the tone of an elder teaching a lesson.

Li Yong looked to the east. To the east was the direction of Hu's hometown, and Li Yong glanced at it reverently, as if there was something worth remembering with his own intentions.

"Uncle Wang is right, the eldest husband must repay his kindness! After harvesting the wheat, I discussed with my father and mother and went to Hu's house to thank the two! Li Yong said solemnly.

Uncle Wang was even happier and felt that his vision was right. Although this Li Yong is honest, he is simple and kind-hearted, knows how to repay kindness, and works hard, so he is the best candidate as a son-in-law. Besides, marrying his beloved daughter to Li Yong, it is also very good for the Wang and Li families to be close to each other.

"Haha! Go quickly, don't delay the good hour, haha,,," Uncle Wang laughed and said, he emphasized the word "good hour", which seemed to mean something.

"Goodbye, Uncle Wang!" Although Li Yong was very strange that Uncle Wang was too enthusiastic about him, he didn't think too much about it, and at this time, his heart was all about going to the Hu family to thank Zhao Zijing and Bai Daoyi.

In the quiet Hu family, Zhao Zijing and Bai Daoyi sat on the wooden stools in the courtyard one after another to drink tea and talk after today's patients, so comfortable!

The autumn wind shook the sycamore leaves in the courtyard, and the orange leaves fell in the wind, and the ground was like a colorful carpet.

Zhao Zijing looked at the scenery of the courtyard and couldn't help but feel it: the autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold, and the grass and trees are shaken and the dew is frost.

"Okay, good, little brother chanting poems with scenes, appropriate! And the artistic conception is far-reaching! Bai Daoyi applauded and said.

Zhao Zijing smiled shyly and said, "My brother has won the award, in fact, this poem was not created by me, this author is someone else!"

"Oh! What kind of hermit master is it, little brother can introduce me to it? Bai Daoyi climbed up the pole and said, it seems that he is also very interested in poetry and songs.

"His name is Cao Pi, this poem is from his "Yan Ge Xing", this poem has a unique genre, beautiful rhyme, far-reaching artistic conception, and is really a masterpiece!" Zhao Zijing said, "But this author ,,,"

Zhao Zijing thought that he had inadvertently said Cao Pi's poems, and if he recited the poems, he could blurt them out, but if he wanted to introduce Cao Pi to Bai Daoyi, this matter was really oolong. How can the characters of the Three Kingdoms period be introduced to Bai Daoyi of the Qin Dynasty? Could it be that the soul of Bai Daoyi is pierced to the Three Kingdoms period? That's not realistic!

"Brother, this author is indifferent to fame and fortune, doesn't show people easily, and has few friends, so ,,," Zhao Zijing said hesitantly, presumably Bai Daoyi already understood what he meant.

"The little brother said so, forget it. Alas! It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see such poems, it's a pity in my life! Bai Daoyi bowed his head and said regretfully.

"Well, then, my brother, how about I tell you the complete poem of this master? It's just that the seven-word poem belongs to his originality, and the form is somewhat novel, I hope you don't mind! Zhao Zijing said.

"It's okay, little brother, tell me quickly! Let me savor it! Bai Daoyi sat down and said to Zhao Zijing with interest.

"Alright! Then I'll be ugly! Zhao Zijing got up, cleared his throat, and silently read Cao Pi's famous "Yan Ge Xing" in his heart, and recited it clearly.