Liu Chan can not know Zhang Ji, but it is impossible for him not to know Zhang Zhongjing!

This is a figure who will be known as a medical saint in later generations! The "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" written by him, which is the culmination of medical theories since the Qin and Han dynasties, and is widely used in medical practice, can be said to be one of the most influential classical medical works in the history of medicine. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Zhang Zhongjing?! Is he alive? Liu Chan was in ecstasy and shock, he actually didn't know which dynasty this medical saint was, and he didn't expect that in this era, in addition to Hua Tuo, who treated Cao Cao's headaches, there was such an absolute historical celebrity.

He immediately grabbed the hand of the doctor surnamed Zhang in front of him, and his voice almost shouted: "Mr. Zhang, Zhang Gong!" If he is willing to come, I will definitely ask my father to seek the name of the first seat of the Tai Hospital for Zhongjing Gong! ”

But under Liu Chan's hopeful gaze, the doctor surnamed Zhang hesitated and said: "It's not a secret, the contemptible Zhang Zi, in fact, is the descendant of Zhang Gong's clan, so even Zhang Gong's nature, the family teacher does not like fame and fortune, but he is more willing to hang the pot to help the world and help the common people, otherwise he would not scatter my students and other students to practice medicine in all corners of the world, and he himself is even practicing medicine in the county government." ”

Liu Chan was stunned when he heard this, and after a little thought, he pulled him to run towards the study quickly, although he limped, but the speed was really amazing, Li Yan wanted to step forward to hold it, but he jumped out before his hand caught Liu Chan's figure.

After coming to the study, Liu Chan quickly pulled out a **** cloth, and subconsciously lifted the pen to write, but the sharp pain in his arm made him unable to even hold the pen.

In a hurry, he looked at Zhang Zi beside him, pulled it over, and stuffed the pen in his hand into his palm, "I'll say, you can write!" Although Zhang Zi was surprised, he still quickly held the pen and dipped it in ink.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Chan opened his mouth and began to say:

"Zhang Gong's heart to help the world heard of it, the boy is not talented, want to regulate the way of medicine, build a medical college to pass on the way of medicine to future generations and continuously, every city and county to establish a national medical hall, a should be provided by the treasury, if the people are sick to seek medical treatment, only need to pay two or three dollars as a subsidy. Now I want to invite Zhang Gong to come to Sichuan and Shu to help the world! ”

His words were like to revise the medical insurance system of later generations to be implemented today, and a group of Zhang Ziti, who acted as secretaries, only reacted after writing it, and an unbelievable light suddenly appeared in his eyes!

The previous doubts in his heart were all answered at this moment, and he was sure that if Liu Chan let the letter written by him be delivered to his teacher, the latter would definitely leave all his worries without hesitation and go to Sichuan and Shu without hesitation! This temptation is absolutely irresistible to any person who is a doctor in the world, and you must know that if you participate in such a thing, you will definitely be famous and admired for eternity!

Zhang Zi felt that this was already a big bait, but at that time, Liu Chan felt that it was still not enough! He wants to make sure that the other party has no reason to resist his invitation!

"And!" His voice stunned Zhang Zi, who was already about to stop writing.

"Artemisia annua. Take two liters of water, wring the juice, and serve it as much as possible. ”

"Changshan three taels, Zhendan one tael. White honey and, pound a hundred pestles, pills such as sycamore. Take three pills first, take three pills in the middle, take three pills in the lying down, and there is no constant. ”

From Liu Chan's mouth, a series of words kept spitting out, but the speed was not very fast, as if he was carefully recalling.

"Is this a prescription?" After listening to this, Zhang Zi was stunned, a little dumbfounded, you must know that the prescription he has memorized is not one thousand but eight hundred, but the two things that the young master in front of him said are unheard of, and he almost thought that Liu Chan was talking nonsense, "Young master, what kind of disease does such a prescription cure?" Artemisia annua? Isn't it a cure for scabies, scabs, itching and sores? ”

Liu Chan blinked incomprehensibly, but in his heart, he was glad that he was bored to check the relevant knowledge after winning the Nobel Prize in medicine in his previous life.

He coughed lightly, probably a little embarrassed by the misappropriation of the knowledge of future generations.

"These two methods are the treatment of 'miasma', that is, malaria (malaria), if you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zhang Zi's eyes widened again, and after writing the last sentence, he raised his head and asked, "Young master, this is the ...... Can it really cure that malaria? ”

Liu Chan touched the tip of his nose, and although he hesitated, he still said affirmatively:

"Of course!"

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After the letter was written, Zhang Zi immediately set out on the road, but Liu Chan thought that his status as a student of Zhang Zhongjing might be more convincing.

Although Zhang Man's condition is temporary and life-free, he has begun to have a fever, and the wound in the back of his heart has begun to swell and suppurate, with no intention of healing.

Although Liu Chan was anxious, he had no choice but to follow the advice of the other doctors and Li Yan and began to heal his injuries.

Of course, lying on the couch, he did not lose control of the outside world.

"How's it going?"

At this time, Huo Teng was kneeling on one knee on the side of Liu Chan's couch and reported to Liu Chan about his journey to Yi'an Hall.

After Zhang Huan surrendered, the entire completely enclosed Wuyang City quickly started a sweep, these rangers launched a ruthless lawlessness, and the ban on martial arts has been said since ancient times, and when these guys who were already arrogant and arrogant got the support of an official skin, they did everything they could.

However, not too many residents in Wuyang City complained, and even many people took the initiative to go to the streets to help the officers and soldiers to find the so-called thief.

First, because after the promotion of the waterwheel, Liu Chan's name of benevolence has begun to circulate among the people.

And another reason is because of the copy issued by Liu Chan, "After this incident, there will be no tax in Wuyang for three years." Official documents.

Hearing Huo Teng's narration, Liu Chan closed his eyes and whispered, but the hand hanging to the side could clearly see the angry green tendons.

"Imprison the Yang Mansion, and no one is allowed to go out without my order." After a while, Liu Chan opened his eyes, completely without the kindness from the later generations, and there was just a touch of heavenly indifference from the inside out.

Huo Teng was stunned, but he immediately responded.

"No."

"And." Liu Chan knocked lightly on the bed, his face was full of waves, "Grab Yang Hong, who came to visit the mansion that night, and throw him into the county prison, if someone asks you to release people, you will show my token, and tell them a word while letting him go." ”

Huo Teng raised his head and waited for Liu Chan's next sentence.

And the corners of the former's mouth twitched, and the smile made him, who had killed people on the battlefield and drank blood, a little afraid.

I only heard Liu Chan gently spit out four words:

"Go home and die."