Zhang Zhongjing?

How does the name sound so familiar.

Hua Xiong frowned, meditated for a while, and patted his head.

Zhang Zhongjing is not a miracle doctor who is known as a medical saint in history and is on a par with Hua Tuo and Bian Que.

He came from a powerful family, and was promoted to filial piety when he was young, and then served as the Taishou of Changsha.

When Zhang Zhongjing was young, he encountered several plagues.

Only two-thirds of the two or three hundred members of his family died of the plague.

Coupled with witnessing the common people, tragically dying in the plague,

So Zhang Zhongjing made up his mind and devoted himself to the diagnosis and treatment of typhoid fever.

In the end, it took him decades to write an immortal work called "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases".

"Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" is a collection of medical theories since the Qin and Han dynasties, and is widely used in medical practice.

It is also one of the most influential classical medical works in the history of Chinese medicine, and it is also the first masterpiece in clinical therapeutics in China.

Because of this, Zhang Zhongjing is respected as a medical saint.

Hua Xiong really didn't expect that Zhang Zhongjing was still staying in Wancheng at the moment.

So he hurriedly said,

"In that case, then you should quickly bring this person here."

"Yes, my lord."

Zhang Xiu answered, turned around and planned to leave.

Hua Xiong thought about it and admonished,

"You must remember to be respectful to this person."

Zhang Xiu was a little strange, but he still took the order and left.

After he inquired about Zhang Zhongjing's residence, he hurried over with a team of soldiers.

But when Zhang Xiu came to the street where Zhang Zhongjing's residence was located, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

I saw that from the gate of Zhang Zhongjing, people lined up in a long line.

The demeanor of these people was depressed, and they knew at a glance that they were sick.

"Let one go, let one go."

Zhang Xiu finally squeezed out of the crowd and walked into Zhang Zhongjing's home.

In the lobby sat a man of about forty years old.

He was closing his eyes slightly, taking the pulse of a patient.

Hearing Zhang Xiu and them walk in, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"If you want to see a doctor, go to the door and line up first."

Zhang Xiu smiled,

"You are Zhang Zhongjing?"

"Not bad."

"I am waiting for Zhang Xiu in Wancheng, and when I am the master of the court, I will invite you to go."

Unlike others, when I heard Zhang Xiu's name,

Zhang Zhongjing was not surprised, and his brows were twisted into a Sichuan character.

"Trouble Lord Wancheng Hou to go back and tell Master Taishi, I want to treat the people in the future, I really don't have the skills."

Zhang Xiu's face was full of displeasure.

He didn't expect Zhang Zhongjing to be so faceless.

If Hua Xiong hadn't told him to be respectful to Zhang Zhongjing before he came, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Zhang Xiu took a deep breath and said patiently,

"Master Taishi is looking for you to have something important, you can look back at these people."

"Forget it, sorry."

Zhang Zhongjing shook his head again.

Zhang Xiu was suddenly angry, he waved his hand,

"You guys, go, grab him for me and send him to the Grand Master!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers who came with Zhang Xiu stood up like wolves and tigers, and they planned to do it.

However, at this moment, the people waiting inside and outside the door suddenly broke out into a commotion.

"They want to arrest Dr. Zhang!"

"Can't let them come nonsense!"

"Dog officer!"

"Dr. Zhang is a good person!"

Looking at the angry people, Zhang Xiu and his subordinates were startled.

They never thought that Zhang Zhongjing would be so loved by the people!

"Don't be impulsive."

Zhang Zhongjing hurriedly called the people present, and then said lightly,

"Lord Wanchenghou, please go back."

Zhang Xiu hesitated for a moment, but finally took the hands and left in a gloomy manner.

Hua Xiong was discussing the plague with Guo Jia and others.

Seeing Zhang Xiu coming back empty-handed, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Where's Mrs. Zhang?"

Zhang Xiudeaf pulled his head and told the story again.

Hua Xiong smiled dumbly,

"Didn't I tell you to be respectful to him?"

"Since this Zhang Zhongjing doesn't give face to Master Taishi so much, then I'll bring more people and arrest him!"

Zhou Cang was not angry.

"Don't be reckless!" Hua Xiong scolded, "Since he doesn't want to come, then I'll go over in person." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was taken aback.

They didn't expect that Hua Xiong would be so able to put down the shelf and greet Zhang Zhongjing in person.

"My lord, this is absolutely impossible."

Guo Jia shook his head,

"Now that there is a plague in the city, the lord has gone out hastily, and if we are contaminated with the plague, we will not escape the blame even if we die."

"yes."

"Just get him."

Others shook their heads as well.

Huaxiong is right,

"If you want to relieve the plague in the Wancheng area, this person must be.

What does it matter if I go there in person? ”

Hua Xiong had read the relevant information before and knew that Zhang Zhongjing was widely loved by the people in history.

When he was appointed as the Taishou of Changsha, on the first and fifteenth days of each month, Zhang Zhongjing opened the yamen.

He didn't ask about political affairs, but especially for the people.

Such a celebrity who loves the people like a son and has a high wind and bright festival, how could Hua Xiong hold on to the shelf?

So Hua Xiong took a group of people and went straight to Zhang Zhongjing's mansion.

As soon as Zhou Cang entered the gate, he shouted loudly,

"Zhang Zhongjing, when the imperial master arrives, why don't you come out and meet him quickly?"

Zhang Zhongjing, who was inside, was taken aback when he heard the movement, and hurriedly walked out.

When he saw Huaxiong and his party, Zhang Zhongjing's face was solemn, and he said respectfully,

"Zhang Zhongjing, meet Master Taishi."

As he spoke, he was about to bow down to Hua Xiong.

Hua Xiong hurriedly stepped forward, supported him, and said with a smile,

"How can I, Huaxiong, deserve to be a gift from you? Speaking of which, I should have bowed to you. ”

Zhang Zhongjing couldn't help but be stunned.

Hua Xiong took the initiative to bow to Zhang Zhongjing.

Zhang Zhongjing was taken aback and hurriedly waved his hand,

"Master Taishi, I can't help it."

"Doctor Zhang hangs the pot to help the world, saves the dead and helps the wounded, and his merits are immeasurable, why can't he do it?"

Hua Xiong said with a smile.

In history, Zhang Zhongjing saved lives and helped the wounded, and even wrote a lot of medical books.

His "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" was unanimously regarded as a classic work by later generations.

But it's a pity that because of the turbulent era at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, his reputation was not prominent.

Therefore, there is no place for him in the canonical history.

When Hua Xiong saw these materials before, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

When he saw Zhang Zhongjing today, he bowed, which can be regarded as a slight tribute to this great man in history.

Hua Xiong's actions moved Zhang Zhongjing a lot.

He never thought that Hua Xiong would be so courteous to him.

Zhang Zhongjing beckoned Hua Xiong and his party to sit down, and then asked softly,

"I don't know if Master Taishi is here this time, is there anything I can help with?"

Hua Xiong glanced at the people outside the door and said in a low voice,

"Doctor Zhang, now that the plague has broken out in Wancheng, do you know?"