Han Fei asked puzzledly: "Mr. Hua, Zhang Zhongjing's master, isn't it Zhang Bozu?" It is said that this Zhang Bozu's medical skills should not be as good as this Zhang Zhongjing's! ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect General Han to know a lot! Yes, Zhang Zhongjing's medical skills are basically passed down from Zhang Bozu, but his current superb medical skills are obtained from another master. It's just that the senior master, I don't know what the name is, when I traveled the world to Jingzhou, the old man had discussed medical theory with Zhang Ji, and I had to see the old man's face. His medical skills are exquisite, even if he is old now, he can only look up. If he is alive, and he will heal Guo Xiaozi, it is not a problem, the old man is just afraid, afraid that the old man has passed away, you know, if the old man lives until now, he will be at least seventy years old, so it is difficult to say! Hua Tuo let out a long sigh and said.

"No matter what it is, at least, there is a glimmer of hope that it is not. No matter what the result is, Han Fei will take Fengxiao to seek medical treatment! Mr. Hua, how should I find that old gentleman? Han Fei only felt that his heart was beating straight up, a master, a hermit master!

If you can invite ......

"If you want to find this old gentleman, you can only start from Zhang Ji. Zhang Ji is the only apprentice of the old gentleman, and only Zhang Ji knows where the old gentleman lives. Moreover, even if the old gentleman has passed away and has not been seen for more than ten years, the medical skills of that Zhang Ji must have improved, and it is difficult to guarantee the true biography of the old gentleman, it is still worth it to go and see it, at least. A little more hope! Hua Tuo nodded, he admired Han Fei like this very much, this year. It's so rare to be able to care so much about the master of his subordinates.

"Mr. Xie Hua instructs the maze!" Han Fei bowed deeply, then turned to everyone and said, "Without further ado, early tomorrow morning, Fengxiao, you will set off with me to find Zhang Zhongjing and that old gentleman, Brother Changwen." You go back and train the soldiers with General Gao, General Zhang, and General Cao. I have Zizhao here to support the left and right! ”

"Whoa!"

"Lord, be careful on the road!"

The crowd took orders.

"Lord, for the sake of Jia Yi, it won't be so fanfare, right? Again. Jia will not lose his life for a while. It's still a big deal for the lord,......" Guo Jia said with some embarrassment.

"Fart!" Han Fei couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and shouted very unceremoniously to Guo Jia: "Don't bargain with General Ben here, this is General Ben's military order, do you dare to disobey?" ”

"Lord......" Guo Jia's eyes were full of tears, although he was scolded, he only felt that this was in his heart. Warm, his throat was clogged. looked at Han Fei, but he was speechless......

Zhang Zhongjing was born into a family of declining bureaucrats. His father was a scholar and an official in the imperial court. Zhang's father attached great importance to Zhang Ji's fame, so Zhang Ji was filial piety in his twenties, and served as a county official in the government. At that time, only the scriptures, filial piety and honesty were the right way, and medicine was regarded as the left way, despised by scholars, and could not be elegant. Therefore, the family would not allow Zhang Ji to practice medicine in their Zhang Ji mansion, so Zhang Ji could only sit in the Zhang Ji Courtyard to practice medicine.

Zhang Ji's life is extremely uneven, he was born in the late years of the Eastern Han Dynasty when politics were treacherous, the rule of officials was dim, and the society was in turmoil. Therefore, he was angry and studied medicine, and made up his mind to devote himself to the diagnosis and treatment of typhoid fever, and he must subdue the plague god of typhoid fever and become a doctor who can relieve the suffering of the people.

He diligently studied the ancient teachings, conscientiously studied and summarized the theoretical experience of his predecessors, learned from all sides, and extensively collected effective prescriptions for ancient and modern treatments, and even tried his best to collect folk prescriptions. He studied and accumulated extensive information on a variety of specific treatment methods such as acupuncture, moxibustion, warm ironing, medicine, medicine, bathing, moisturizing, foot soaking, ear irrigation, ear blowing, sublingual medicine, and artificial respiration.

Zhang Zhongjing has superb medical skills and noble medical ethics. He believed that the duty of a doctor is to treat the sick and save people, and that in addition to having excellent medical skills, doctors must have a conscientious and responsible work attitude and the spirit of being brave in innovation. He sharply criticized those quacks who were helpless in the face of the epidemic, but who "inherited their own skills and always followed the old ways" and stuck to the old ways. He also refuted the superstitious idea of "wishing for witches and blessings, saying goodbye to the poor" and asking for the blessing of ghosts and gods, pointing out that the result could only be "defeated".

The world praises Zhang Zhongjing and has an allusion that has always been talked about, that is, the origin of the "sitting doctor". According to legend, Zhang Zhongjing was about forty or fifty years old and worked as a taishou in Changsha. At that time, he never forgot his clinical practice and never forgot to treat the people's suffering. But he is a big official after all, and in the feudal era, officials could not enter private houses, and they could not approach ordinary people casually. What to do? He came up with a way to choose the first and fifteenth days of each month to open the yamen widely, without asking about political affairs, and let the sick masses in. He sat in the lobby and carefully treated the masses one by one. Over time, it has become a routine. On the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, many patients from all walks of life gathered in front of his yamen waiting to be seen. In order to commemorate Zhang Zhongjing, people later called the doctor who sat in the pharmacy to see patients "sitting in the hall", and the doctor was called "sitting doctor".

This should also be based on this spirit of opposing superstition, opposing reluctance, paying attention to practice, studying seriously, and daring to innovate, so that he became a "medical saint"! Han Fei, who rushed to Jingzhou all the way, thought so in his heart.

Han Fei did what he said, and the day after he made his decision, he resolutely left, taking Guo Jia and Dian Wei, escorted by thirty disguised shield guards on horseback, and the next day, he left Qian County. Considering Guo Jia's body, Han Fei deliberately prepared a comfortable carriage, and regardless of Guo Jia's resolute attitude of not getting into the car, Dian Wei forcibly stuffed Guo Jia into the car.

Originally, Xi Zhicai wanted to say something, but Han Fei's sentence "If you say more, I will tie you in the car" dispelled the idea, and it was not good to disobey Han Fei's order and stay in the car honestly. Of course he knew that this was Han Fei taking care of himself, and at the same time, he also knew that Han Fei could definitely do it, if he was disobedient again, he would definitely tie him up! In that case, it is better to be obedient yourself!

This way, it is also peaceful.

Out of the county, passing through the county seats, and then going is the Nanyang County Governance Office Wancheng. The places they passed through were all poor, and Han Fei had already encountered people stopping them several times, raising their hands high or children who were three or five years old, or seven or eight years old, just to sell them for dozens of gold.

Or even cannibalism!

Seeing this situation, Han Fei sighed again and again, and then said to everyone: "The world is so arduous that I want to let people part, if it is not a last resort, who will do such a helpless move?" ”

Han Fei bought these children one by one, and their parents had to kneel down to thank them, with tears in their eyes. Looking at this bleak scene, Han Fei couldn't help but sigh that he was going to speed up his pace. Let Guo Jia clean out a place in the carriage and house the few children he bought. Then he told the refugees that if they wanted to go to Jizhou, they would be taken in, so some people expressed their willingness to go.

At least Jizhou is not without food now.

Even if there were, there were not so many!

Wancheng is the gateway to Jingzhou, where Yuan Shu and Zhang Xiu were stationed in history, but at this moment, it still belongs to Liu Biao's territory. Han Fei and his entourage were dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, and they were protected by thirty fierce shield guards, and the soldiers at the door did not dare to check more, so they were directly released.

After Wancheng, it is where Yiyang is located. Although after the war, this Yiyang was not greatly affected, and it was relatively prosperous. The north of the city is generally more prosperous, and most of the people who come are either wealthy businessmen, or they are self-assured of their status and do not want to be like ordinary people and officials. As soon as he entered the city, a small guy in an inn on the side of the road rushed over, grabbed Han Fei's horse and chewed his head, and said: "Look at the little boy who is dressed extraordinarily, he must be a noble person, he has been tired for a long time, why don't you take a break here to save your legs." ”

Originally, several innkeepers had seen this high-headed team from afar, but they were rushed up and preempted by this little guy who risked being trampled by the horses' hooves, and his expression was not annoyed.

Han Fei saw that the little guy was about the same age as himself, but he kept calling him "little boy", and he could speak well, so he smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, it would be better to rest here for one night." ”

Although Guo Jia was sitting in a carriage, he was not in good health, and he had already been dizzy all the way down, and when he heard the words, he said: "This is very good, it is all up to the head of the family." ”

Long before deciding to go to Jingzhou, everyone set their identities, Han Fei was the head of the family, and the rest were all family members. Originally, the people in Yiyang were still wondering why the family was sitting in a carriage, but the head of the family was just riding a horse, but after seeing Guo Jiana's sick appearance, all of a sudden, his doubts disappeared.

After Han Fei finished speaking, he jumped off the war horse, went to the store and sat down, and instructed everyone to go and ask for a courtyard, and place the carriage and the children he bought here.

The little guy saw that Han Fei didn't seem to be small, and he took another step to charter a yard, and the shopkeeper inevitably had to add some small money to himself, so he was elated, serving tea and pouring water for Han Fei and his party, cutting grass and feeding the horses, and taking care of everything.

Han Fei had never seen anything in his previous life, and he was naturally very sensitive to tips. Seeing that this little guy was well-behaved and sensible, he took out some small money and rewarded him, and the little guy smiled and thanked him.

Han Fei pointed to the seat in front of him and said, "Little brother, please take a seat, this ...... I'm a scoundrel from afar, so why don't you talk to me a little bit about it. ”

The little guy had rarely seen such a pleasant nobleman, and he was about the same age as himself, so he was modest: "In front of the son, how can there be a villain,"

Although he said this, he still sat down. (To be continued......)