"Talking about predecessors, you should have read Mr. Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", right?"

"Of course! Mr. Zhang Zhongjing is a generation of medical saints, as a doctor, how can I not read his books? ”

Su Qingyue nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Zhang Zhongjing, as a taishou, does not value power, but loves the people like a son, and often treats the people. ”

"Mr. Zhang once witnessed hundreds of people frostbitten their ears in winter, so he specially developed a dietary formula that can keep out the cold, called 'Dispelling Cold Jiao'er Soup'."

"Mr. Zhang Zhongjing gave medicine for the people to cure diseases, and this day is the winter solstice! Therefore, later generations have the habit of eating dumplings on the winter solstice! ”

"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, plague was rampant, and hundreds of people died of typhoid fever! Mr. Zhang Zhongjing was determined to fight the plague to the end, so he gave up his official position to practice medicine, and after decades of hard work, he finally wrote the masterpiece "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases"! ”

……

"It turns out that the habit of eating dumplings on the winter solstice comes from this, I have grown knowledge!"

"Mr. Zhang Zhongjing is too great, isn't it, that's too guarded, he is in a high position, and if he says that he will abandon the official, he will abandon the official?"

""Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" was written at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it has been 1800 years now!"

"This book is so powerful that the knowledge in it is still available to us!"

……

A medical school.

"Why did you suddenly get involved with Mr. Zhang Zhongjing again? What the hell is this show trying to do? ”

"Could it be that the host wants Tan Yunxian to meet Zhang Zhongjing?"

"It's too vulgar, Ban Zhao's show has already used this routine."

"Whatever, maybe it's just a mouthful!"

……

A social platform.

#张仲景吃饺子#

#谈允贤#

#张仲景弃官从医#

@松心契: Come on! Chinese medicine can definitely be revived!

@海棠未雨: This is a book from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, I wonder if the current doctors have made additions and innovations?

@梨花先雪: I guess it's swallowing dates again, just use it! There will only be inheritance, without development, how can Chinese medicine progress?

……

An apricot forest forum.

"How do I feel that this host has a bit of bad intentions when he mentions "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases"!"

"How?"

"I guess, I have a hunch that the host may talk about typhoid and warm diseases next!"

"Huh? That's right! It's really possible! ”

"Good fellows! It won't be noisy again! ”

……

"Talk about Yunxian seniors! Next I'd like to take you to meet someone! Please come with me. ”

After that, Su Qingyue took Tan Yunxian's hand and stepped out, the picture was shattered, and then quickly transformed into a desolate military camp.

Countless Ming Dynasty soldiers wearing tattered mandarin duck battle jackets lay on the ground, groaning and vomiting.

"Don't panic when talking about seniors, it's just a picture reproduction, they can't see us."

Tan Yunxian looked at the appearance of these soldiers in front of him, and his expression was complicated.

"This is my Ming soldiers, why are they like this?"

"Talking about seniors, if you can see me like this, you must have guessed that the Ming Dynasty has long perished."

Tan Yunxian nodded and said, "Indeed, you said that you are a person of the next generation, but you have never worn my Ming clothes......

"It's now the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, and it's been one hundred and thirty-two years since the five years of Zhengde where you are!"

"One hundred and thirty-two years!"

"That's right! At this time, in the Ming Dynasty, not only did the Houjin attack and disturb the border, but also the king Li Zicheng rebelled, and even a nationwide plague broke out, which can be described as internal and external troubles. ”

"Chuang Wang Li Zicheng?"

"That's right, Li Zicheng was originally just a small post man."

"How dare he?"

"Why don't you dare? For our future generations, Li Zicheng, he is a hero! Because of the Ming Dynasty at this time, the collusion of officials and gentry, the government and government were corrupt, and the people could not bear it anymore! Rebel! But to survive! ”

"You...... How dare you say such a thing! ”

"There is nothing that cannot be said, there will be no emperor in the future generations, and we Chinese people are all equal now!"

Tan Yunxian's eyes widened, completely unable to understand what Su Qingyue said.

"Senior, it's normal that you can't understand some things, so let's watch the picture with me first."

After saying that, Su Qingyue waved her hand gently, and the picture flowed.

……

In the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, autumn.

A dilapidated northwestern town.

As a result of the ravages of war and the plague, hundreds of people fell into the streets, groaning and screaming in agony.

A wandering doctor walks down the street with a cloth towel around his mouth and nose.

Several men dressed in sackcloth shirts and barefoot straw sandals suddenly rushed to the doctor and quickly led him to a wooden house.

In the wooden room was a young man wearing a gray robe with a broken arrow stuck in his body, and the young man bowed slightly to the doctor of Youfang.

"This gentleman, can you please treat my wounds?"

Doctor You Fang sighed, hurriedly took out the medicine box, took out the tools, took out the broken arrow, and bandaged the wound for the young man.

"Thank you, sir, for saving your life, it's unforgettable."

Doctor You Fang waved his hand and said, "It is the duty of a doctor to treat diseases and save people, so there is no need to say thank you, but looking at you like this, you are also like a scholar, why is it the opposite?" ”

"Mr. doesn't know, there have been disasters and famines for many years, and taxes have increased instead of decreasing, and the villagers can't survive anymore, so they have to rebel! Sir, we are going to go to King Chuang, I don't know if you would like to go with us. ”

Doctor You Fang shook his head and said, "I'm just hanging the pot to help the world, and I'd better avoid the struggle between dynasties." ”

The screen turns again.

The wandering doctor arrived in the barracks, and a general wearing a ring arm armor walked up to him.

"You're Wu Youke?"

"Grass people Wu Youke, meet Inspector Sun."

The general looked at Wu Youke, and then said, "I heard that you worked in the Tai Hospital in your early years, why did you want to be this doctor of Youfang?" ”

"The grass people are used to freedom, and the hospital is not suitable for me."

"I've read your "Theory of Warm Epidemics", and according to what you said, people get this epidemic entirely because there is a kind of boil between heaven and earth?"

"Exactly. If a person inhales the furious gas inadvertently during the breath, it will turn into an epidemic evil and become entangled in the membrane in the body. ”

"What a boldness! The "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" has been circulated for thousands of years, but now you want to overturn it? ”

"Your Excellency. It is not overthrown, it is just a supplement. The evil of typhoid fever is transmitted from the skin, and it is eliminated with medicine. The evil of the epidemic is inhaled from the mouth and nose and is deeply rooted. ”

"According to you, isn't this epidemic incurable?"

"Please ask the superintendent to send someone to buy plain cloth, wash and dry it and cut it into strips of cloth, fumigate it with realgar, wear it by everyone, isolate the warp from infecting each other, and then administer medicine and treatment."

"Good! I hope that Mr. can do his best to treat these sergeants, and my Sun Chuanting has thanked me here. ”

"Inspector Sun doesn't have to be like this, the grass people should do their best."

The screen turns again.

A group of sick sergeants stood at the barracks training ground, all sticking out their tongues.

Wu also covered his mouth and nose with a strip of cloth and carefully examined the tongue coating of these patients.

"The tongue is purple."

Wu Youke took out the blue strip of cloth from his bosom and wrapped it around the sergeant's arm, then looked at the next sergeant and wrapped the yellow strip of cloth around him......

"Those with the same strip of cloth live in the same area, and they must not cross the line, and the tent must be ventilated in time!"

After saying that, Wu Youke asked the healthy soldiers to bring the sick people to the divided area, and then he took a few soldiers to boil the medicinal soup in a large cauldron.