An hour later, Zhang Yue took the Son of Heaven Festival, surrounded by Ji Yan, Mei Fu and Shangguan Ji, and walked into the gate of Jingzhao Yin's official residence.

When Jing Zhao Yin's official residence and Zhang Yue last came, there was almost no change.

It's still such a beautiful yamen.

Outside the residence, there were all kinds of horse-drawn carriages parked.

The chief Cao of Jingzhao Yi, who had already received the news, was also led by Jingzhao Cheng Fang Yong, lined up at the door to greet him.

As soon as they saw Zhang Yue and the others, they immediately came forward and bowed one after another: "Xiaguan and others welcome the angels!" ”

Zhang Yue glanced at them and said, "Don't be polite, the situation is urgent, report to me immediately......

Jingzhao Cheng Fang Yong was not choked.

"This Zhang Chiyou, it's really Zhang Chiyou......" he thought to himself: "It's really arrogant!" ”

But he had to squeeze out a smile on his face and bowed: "No! ”

Jing Zhao Yin is 2,000 stones, but Jing Zhao Cheng only has 1,000 stones.

And the other party happens to have the power to cut first and then play to officials below Qianshi.

provoked him, lost his head, who to cry to?

"Angels are still invited in......" Fang Yong said with a smile: "The relevant documents, Xiaguan and the others have already prepared......

Zhang Yue listened, nodded, and said, "Take it to the main hall of the official office immediately, I want to see it immediately......"

He doesn't have time to be polite and talk to people now.

He made a military order in front of the Son of Heaven, and he had to control the epidemic in three days!

The speed at which infectious diseases spread is unpredictable.

He had to get to know it first-hand right away!

As for Jing Zhaoyin's complaints or dissatisfaction?

That's none of his business!

Not to mention, he still has the intention of standing up and beating Jing Zhaoyin.

At the very least, if Jing Zhaoyin wants to see him from now on, he won't dare to disobey!

In this way, by waiting until next year, he will be able to radiate the actual control of his Xinfeng order from one county in Xinfeng to most of Gyeonggi except Chang'an.

After all, Xinfeng is still too small and has a thin population.

It was simply not enough to support his ambitions.

In Zhang Yue's view, within three years, he will copy the Xinfeng model to the entire 28 counties under Jingzhaoyin's rule.

and train the corresponding qualified officials.

Only in this way can he grasp a powerful interest group.

Otherwise, relying on a Xinfeng alone, the right to speak and influence is still too small.

And the idea, he naturally had it a long time ago.

How the metropolises of later generations expand, how Xinfeng will expand.

So, he walked straight into Jing Zhaoyi's official residence, came to the main hall of the official office, and sat down on the main seat unceremoniously.

Let everyone clearly see his attitude - this messenger of the Son of Heaven, the ambassador with full authority to eradicate the epidemic, has no heart to joke with them!

Zhang Yue even deliberately put the Son of Heaven Festival on the case.

Under such pressure, it is impossible for Jing Zhaoyi's work efficiency not to improve.

In just a quarter of an hour, all the materials were carried in front of Zhang Yue.

"Angel, this is the document and household registration of all infected patients, as well as the disposal measures of Jing Zhaoyi......" Fang Yong sent a few boxes to Zhang Yue and reported them.

He pointed to other boxes and introduced: "And these are other documents and archives in the epidemic area......

Zhang Yue nodded when he saw it, and immediately began to look.

And this look immediately made all the people present dumbfounded, as if they had seen a monster, and they were extremely shocked.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yue almost swept the relevant brief books at a glance.

The speed was even faster than lightning, and usually, before they could react, Zhang Yue had already finished reading one volume of the document and began to read the next volume.

This speed, in their opinion, is almost a speed that is impossible for humans to do!

But for Zhang Yue, it's still too slow!

A simple book, but only more than 100 words, at most two or three hundred words.

In later generations, even a page of fairy tale books is not as good as the number of words.

The sum of the short books in these boxes is a maximum of three and a half million words.

Aside from the afterlife, that is, a reader, an hour or two of reading.

And he has passed the strengthening of space, although he does not dare to say that he will never forget, but he still has the ability to forcibly remember such a bit of information in a short period of time.

It only took half an hour for Zhang Yue to finish reading all the slips.

He put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and he almost had an idea in his heart.

The outbreak in Chang'an should be an influenza virus.

Most patients report headaches, fever, joint weakness, and nasal discharge.

Of course, whether it is or not, further on-the-ground diagnosis is needed.

Zhang Yue thought about it, turned his head to Shangguan Ji and said, "Brother Shangguan, please ask my brother to go to Shaofu for me and find Dongyuan Ling to make an object to ......."

As Zhang Yue spoke, he found a piece of silk cloth, drew a three-dimensional structure diagram of a thing on it, and at the same time wrote the requirements in words, and handed it to Shangguan Ji.

Shangguan Ji took it and looked at it, a little surprised, because the things on the silk cloth looked strange.

The request is even stranger.

But he didn't ask much, just took the silk book and walked out.

Zhang Yue looked at Shangguan Ji's distant figure, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He asked Shangguan Ji to go to Shaofu to find something that Dongyuan Ling made, which was well known to later generations - stethoscopes.

Of course, there is no rubber now, and there is no vibrating film that can effectively conduct sound, and the common stethoscope of later generations may not be able to make it.

But there is no problem in retreating to a primitive stethoscope.

Speaking of which, Zhang Yue only knew about it after listening to jokes from people in the agency.

I can't remember when, but at one of the parties, someone told a joke at the wine table, saying that the doctors now hate the bastard who invented the stethoscope back then!

Because in the past, doctors could see patients with auscultation close to the young lady's chest!

Zhang Yue was very curious when he heard it, so he checked it with his mobile phone.

That's really the case.

Also saw what the early stethoscopes looked like.

A cylindrical tool resembling a bamboo flute with a trumpet-shaped bottom.

It may not be as convenient and accurate as the stethoscope that came later, but at least, the problem of auscultation is solved.

And once the stethoscope appeared, it became popular.

The development of traditional Chinese medicine is about to embark on a different path.

Since it is possible to diagnose diseases by listening to the sound of internal organs with tools, will people find ways to invent some better tools to explore the mysteries inside the human body?

Even......

What about understanding the anatomy of the human body and thus advancing anatomy?

Even if others can't think of it, Zhang Yue can push behind his back!

Of course, more importantly, you can take this opportunity to let the Huang Lao School find a way to survive, at least let them continue!

If so, then it is really good!