"See the King!"

When Qingji entered the medical school, Bian Que (Chen Xuan), who was the imperial physician, was teaching his disciples to identify medicinal herbs.

Since Chen Shu served as the imperial physician of the state of Wu, he was in charge of the medical services in the palace, and occasionally diagnosed the pulse of some ministers and prescribed medicine to save lives and help the wounded.

However, Chen Xuan's main task was to cultivate more doctors for the Wu State.

In the state of Wu, doctors enjoyed a rather high status, equivalent to scholars.

Therefore, in the past two years, the number of scholars in Jixia Xuegong Medical College has reached more than 1,000.

In this regard, Qingji has heard a little.

At this time, in the huge academy, the students of the medical school all stood up one after another and bowed to Qingji, who suddenly entered the courtyard.

"Participate in the king, the king for ten thousand years!"

Qingji smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be polite. ”

"What should be learned, what should be taught, don't care about the widow."

"No!"

Having said that, just Qingji standing here will inevitably make the students present can't help but cast eager eyes.

There are really too few doctors who really don't care about fame and fortune, and just want to hang the pot to help the world.

However, Qingji can understand.

After all, not everyone is a "saint" with the spirit of self-sacrifice and selfless dedication.

Even Qingji himself can't do it, let alone ask his subjects to do it.

Seeing Qingji's arrival, Bian Que didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward and followed Qingji to inspect the various conditions of the medical school.

"Chen Xuan, is there any difficulty in medical school now?"

After Qingji climbed to the top of a palace room, he glanced at Bian Que who was following behind him and asked.

When Bian Que heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Thanks to the king's care, all the affairs of the medical school can basically be unimpeded. ”

"Even many scholars from other colleges plan to go to medical school."

"Is there such a thing?"

Qingji couldn't help frowning.

"Yes!"

Bian Que said slowly: "There are political schools, law schools, business schools, medical schools, engineering schools, and military colleges in the Jixia School Palace, and the six major colleges are all popular. ”

"Among them, only the engineering college does not need to be literate and hyphenated, and the remaining five colleges must have a certain culture, at least not an illiterate, so those who can be admitted to the Jixia School Palace are generally scholars."

"Some people major in law and political science, some people major in military science and medicine, and so on."

"Worse, they may have been studying ......"

Qingji still knows this matter.

After all, as the largest talent cultivation base in Wu and even in the whole world, it is impossible for Qingji not to pay attention to it.

As the saying goes, there is a return on investment.

Over the years, Jixia School Palace has been continuously sending a large number of talents to the Wu State.

Those scholars who came out of the Jixia School Palace were also able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and went to the six counties of Lingnan to serve as officials, just to repay Qingji's kindness.

Qingji sees it in his eyes and remembers it in his heart.

For some scholars who study two studies at the same time, or even multiple studies, Jixia School Palace has always been vigorously advocated.

As the saying goes, more skills are not pressing.

What I'm afraid of is that every subject is half-baked, and all of them are refined.

However, the Jixia School Palace has strict rules for scholars who study part-time.

If a scholar wants to study part-time, he must pass an exam, get the approval of his husband, and then be approved by the minister in charge, so that he can really learn one more skill.

Qingji's big hand slowly rested on the railing, looking at the students who were identifying the herbs in the distance.

I saw that the students all had their own seats, and after receiving the herbs, they took them back to their seats and began to identify them one by one.

Qingji's gaze was quite distant and profound, and he asked meaningfully: "Chen Xuan, do you agree with the scholar and the study of medicine?" ”

"Does the king want to tell the truth, or does he want to hear lies?"

Bian Que lowered his head and said.

"Naturally, it's the truth."

"Your Majesty, the ministers don't hide it. Medical skills are complicated, and we must study without distractions, just like a sage who is a scholar, like a minister, who has studied hard all his life, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fully comprehend the mastery of medicine. ”

Bian Que sighed and said, "A scholar who also studies medicine, how can he say that he has to study hard? ”

"The ministers think that all doctors should be proficient, specialized, and do one line."

"As advocated by the king, everyone in my Wu country has their own place and performs their duties......"

After a pause, Bian Que said again: "Medicine is different from law, political science, and business. ”

"Most of the schools of thought have similarities, but medicine is different."

"If you are not a genius, hard work can make up for it, and you may not be able to achieve anything within three or five years."

"Like a minister, ten years a small success, can be independent, twenty years to achieve, thirty years still need to work tirelessly, explore more profound medical mysteries, analyze a variety of incurable diseases, in order to prescribe the right medicine......"

These things that Bian Que said, in fact, Qingji knows.

Truly!

Medicine is different from the schools of thought.

In the final analysis, among the six major colleges in the Jixia School Palace, the School of Political Science, the School of Law, and the School of Military Affairs are really popular industries.

Almost all the scholars who came out of these three academies could become officials, enter the prime minister, and enter the hall.

Why?

This is because politics, law, and military are all connected to a certain extent, and they can be studied at the same time.

Business schools, medical schools, and engineering schools are different, and there are very few scholars who can actually excel, and most of them may be assigned to the private sector.

They will only be activated at the critical moment, and then they will have a chance to get ahead.

Therefore, the real talents generally stay in the three academies of politics, law, and military affairs.

As the so-called art industry has a specialization, that's all.

Of all the colleges, the lowest margin for error is none other than the medical school.

Because if you don't do it well, if you are not careful, you may treat people to death and become "quacks".

After some careful consideration, Qing Ji squinted his eyes and said, "Chen Xuan, just like you said, not everyone is a genius. ”

"However, I am born to be useful. Why should you be demanding, everyone is proficient in medicine and studying medicine diligently? ”

"The existence of medical schools is to cultivate more excellent doctors."

"However, the road is long, and I will go up and down to seek ......"

"It's more like a big wave of sand, those who are really interested and really have the patience to study medicine hard are destined to be very few."

"However, the widow believes that they will be able to become the sole healer and save the wounded!"

Hearing this, Bian Que finally looked at Qingji convincingly: "The king is wise, but the ministers are small. ”

“……”

Qingji doesn't think that Bian Que is too small.

It's just that they look at things from different angles.

Although, those scholars who can't study medicine hard for more than ten years, or even decades, and hang pots to help the world, may be wasting the resources of the Jixia School Palace and the resources of the Wu Kingdom.

But Qingji can't be one-size-fits-all, and they have to be forced to be doctors, and they must be doctors for the rest of their lives.