Not long after Zhao Jiaren got up, Sima Kao came to visit the inn where Zhao Jiaren lived. At this time, it was just dawning.

"Brother Sima, you got up so early." Zhao Jiaren, who was already neatly dressed, said hello.

"When I was studying, I started every day." Sima Kao said with a smile.

Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but wonder. When I was a student, I was sleepy in the spring, lacking in the autumn, napping in the summer, and couldn't wake up in the winter and March. It's torture to get out of bed every day. It's really a holiday, but I will wake up at the same time as I get up from school.

Sima Kao sat down on the stool with excitement and immediately said, "Brother Zhao, your medical skills in treating that person yesterday are really brilliant. When I got home, I received two pieces of news from home. One is that someone killed someone in the street, and the other is that someone was able to save the dead. In a few days, the news of your treatment of that person will spread all over Gusu. ”

"So, I'm going to have to run away. If you walk slowly, someone might carry the dead to me. Zhao Jiaren smiled and said something that seemed like a joke.

Thinking of Zhao Jiaren, who was blocked by the deceased, Sima Kao couldn't help but laugh a few times. But when I looked up, I saw Zhao Jiaren sitting on the edge of the bed without a smile, and Sima Kao couldn't laugh anymore. He asked puzzledly, "Brother Zhao, I don't think you're very happy." ”

"How can you be happy. This time I took it upon myself to act, if I hadn't been able to save anyone. Even if Brother Sima mediates, I will probably have to stay in prison. Zhao Jiaren's voice was quite cold.

Hearing such serious words, Sima Kao no longer felt happy. Yesterday, when he woke up, he found himself sitting next to his friend, and when he didn't figure out what was going on for a while, and was looking around in confusion, he saw a sturdy man kneeling in front of Zhao Jiaren crying.

The courtyard that was still smoking, the crowd of people coming and going, Sima Kao suddenly remembered what had happened before. I came to the blacksmith shop with my friends to get a sword, and unexpectedly saw Zhao Jiaren, the blacksmith shop was on fire, and Zhao Jiaren commanded to fight the fire. After coming out, he saw a deceased, and Zhao Jiaren inserted the sharpened pen shaft into the deceased's throat. The dead are raised......

Even when he recalled this, Sima Kao felt as if these memories were covered with a layer of mist. I can remember it, but it's like someone else's memory. Sima Kao hurriedly asked his friends around him, "What's wrong with me?" ”

The forty-year-old brother smiled, "You have been smoked by the heat in the yard for a while. When he came out, he was blown down by a cool breeze. ”

“…… I see. Sima Kao felt that he still couldn't find a feeling. Looking up again, I saw a team of officials pushing through the crowd and coming in. The man at the head shouted, "Where is the murderer in broad daylight?" ”

Hearing this, the blacksmith hurriedly got up and blocked in front of Zhao Jiaren and explained, "This poor master. There is no murder here, it is this official who saves my master. ”

"Saving people?" The official will be suspicious. The suspicious gaze swept over Zhao Jiaren's face, and then looked around to see if there was a corpse. The wounded were all sitting on the ground, and the eyes of the officials fell on the one lying on the ground. Seeing that he had a thin bamboo stick stuck in his neck, the official was shocked. With a wave of his hand, the officials on both sides held the blacksmith down. The official himself went up to check on the people on the ground, and saw that the chest of the 'deceased' was heaving, but his lips and face were hot and swollen. Look closer, and hear the thin pipe making a strange sound. The man on the ground was actually breathing through the thin tube around his neck.

This discovery caused the official to jump up from the ground and take two steps back. He calmed down a little, grabbed the blacksmith and asked, "What kind of demon trick are you doing?" ”

"No one here is doing demon magic." Sima Kao, who struggled to stand up, walked to the side of the official and said loudly.

The official turned his head to look at it, and quickly changed his smiling face: "This ...... Isn't this Sima Guanren? Do you know about this? ”

……

“…… Brother Zhao is also a master of art and bold. Sima Kao picked up his memories and made an excuse for Zhao Jiaren, and he was also looking for a reason for himself to convince himself.

Sima Kao, a local figure, intervened, and the official also believed that Zhao Jiaren, who saved people, was also a new science and technology jinshi. But the fact that a tube in the neck can save people's lives is too treacherous. They took the wounded with them, and then 'invited' Sima Kao and Zhao Jiaren to go to the Huimin Pharmacy in Suzhou.

Fortunately, the pharmacists at Huimin Pharmacy did not understand anything, and the local doctors' voices trembled after the consultation. Upon examination, the blacksmith's tongue and mouth appeared to be burned, and his mouth was swollen and he could not breathe. The whole person exhales completely by the thin tube inserted in the 'throat'.

Combined with what the blacksmith master apprentice said, the iron-smelting furnace exploded. His master was stunned by the heat, and he couldn't breathe anymore. The official had to believe that the young Zhao Jiaren was a doctor with an 'extraordinary method'. This explanation is not surprising, and most of the officials of the Song Dynasty learned some medicine. In addition, officials published books, and the literati preached that it was 'some kind of normality' for senior officials to know how to practice medicine.

Things are going to be quiet. But Sima Kao knew very well that if Zhao Jiaren hadn't saved anyone, it would be useless for him to say anything. Sima Kao couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Zhao, you are indeed ...... You don't have to. ”

Zhao Jiaren didn't answer immediately, he bit his lip for a while, and finally said leisurely: "Seeing others die in front of me, I really can't do it." Although I am in a dilemma, I only hope that if I have to save people next time, I will be a little luckier. ”

Sima Kao did not connect. From a personal point of view, Zhao Jiaren helped fight the fire, which is already benevolent and righteous. It is indeed not right to suffer an unjustified disaster because of saving people who have never lived in the world. Even if Zhao Jiaren sees death and doesn't save him, no one can say anything about him.

It's just that this idea has a fierce conflict with Sima Kao's morality, and he can't be saved when he sees death, and his conscience is uneasy. Being able to lend a helping hand and not saving others for the sake of himself, Sima Kao couldn't agree.

These two thoughts were entangled, which made Sima Kao's state of mind very bad. His family also used to have a fellow jinshi. There is a family motto for officials. There are many sayings in the family motto not to be honest, but more of them are law-abiding teachings.

The so-called law-abiding probably means that 'a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall'. Zhao Jiaren's actions are clearly opposed in the Sima family's family motto. As long as you don't do it yourself, don't care if you die.

While pondering, there was a knock on the door. Zhao Yong went to open the door, and saw yesterday's blacksmith come in. When he entered the door, he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Jiaren to thank him.

Zhao Jiaren pulled him up, and the blacksmith told with a sad face. His master had woken up, but his mouth was swollen and he couldn't breathe at all, let alone eat. Breathing is maintained by Zhao Jiaren's intubation, but drinking water and eating is not possible. Seeing that the master had not eaten a drop of water for most of the day, the whole person was sluggish, and the blacksmith's worried brows were twisted into pimples. The doctors in Suzhou City were helpless, and the blacksmith could only come to Zhao Jiaren for help.

Burns are inherently difficult to treat, let alone in this day and age. However, looking at this 'acquaintance' who is more than twenty years younger. Zhao Jiaren couldn't bear to refuse. In the 'past', Zhao Jiaren couldn't ask Jia Yidao for money, so he could only find a blacksmith in Lin'an to help build artillery. Zhao Jiaren has no money, and after the collapse of the banknote, he can't take out anything valuable. There are very few blacksmiths who are willing to help without money, and among the blacksmiths who come to help, only this Zhou blacksmith is the only one with acceptable skills.

During the conversation, Zhao Jiaren learned that this Zhou blacksmith was originally from Gusu, because the master's blacksmith shop caught fire and the master died, and he had to leave his hometown to come to Lin'an.

When the Southern Song Dynasty collapsed and Lin'an surrendered. The scholars and doctors fled, the Lord descended, and there were very few people who were willing to stand up for the righteousness of the country. Zhao Jiaren didn't want to show his medical skills and cause trouble for himself, but looking at Blacksmith Zhou's sad face, Zhao Jiaren couldn't refuse at all.

Ruthless, Zhao Jiaren took out a few pieces of painted paper and handed them to Blacksmith Zhou, asking him to create these. Blacksmith Zhou didn't ask much, knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Jiaren, and left in a hurry.

Seeing that Zhao Jiaren did not give up treating this blacksmith who had never known all his life, Sima Kao felt quite shocked. After looking at the extraordinary method used by Zhao Jiaren yesterday, Sima Kao knew how badly the old blacksmith was injured. Even if he didn't know, what the famous doctor from Huimin Pharmacy said made Sima Kao understand that the meaning of the famous doctor could be summed up in six words, "Prepare for the future." And Zhao Jiaren did not give up, but still proposed a method of further treatment. This alone made Sima Kao feel warm in his heart.

A knock on the door interrupted Sima Kao's thoughts, "Brother Zhao is there." Outside the door sounded the voice of the brother who had been with Sima Kao yesterday.