With the experience of the past and the decrease in the number of people, each imperial doctor has more opportunities to accumulate experience in treating diseases.

In this way, the chances of quacks in the hospital will inevitably be reduced a lot.

The probability of the death of the royal family and nobles due to illness will also plummet.

Hearing this murderous answer, it was not at all unexpected for Lin Che.

The smile in his eyes was even stronger, and he smiled:

"I see you have forgotten that the culprit who should kill the royal family and nobles is the most."

"The culprit..."

Zhu Fan subconsciously, following Lin Che's words, wanted to ask who the culprit was?

However, as soon as you say two words, he reacts to you instantly.

Lin Che's so-called culprit is not the father who formulated the imperial physician inheritance system.

In an instant, Zhu Fan's anger was completely eliminated.

I didn't dare to talk about killing the imperial doctor and avenging the royal family and nobles.

He could only bite the bullet and forcibly change the topic, saying:

"Sir, dare to ask how to change the maladministration of the imperial medical system today?"

Lin Che was not so easy, he was fooled by Zhu Fan.

He said with a calm face:

"If you don't get rid of your idea that you want to kill the doctor at every turn, it's useless to change it."

"You know, birth, old age, sickness and death are irreversible."

"It's not that if you are sick, you will find a doctor to prescribe a few decoctions, and you will be guaranteed to be able to cure the disease."

"If you want to find a miracle doctor who can cure all diseases, it is better to buy a god statue, put on three incense sticks every day, and ask him to bless you from all diseases, it is easier to come."

Even in the afterlife, there are still so many incurable diseases.

What's more, the Ming Dynasty is not yet perfect in terms of medical system.

All the peerless miracle doctors who are blown up to the sky and bring mythological colors when healing.

It's just a spiritual placebo made up by people in the face of illness and death.

The real ancient miracle doctor is actually nothing more than a medical talent.

He is also good at summarizing his medical experience.

Ordinary people who often think about how to configure a more effective prescription are just ordinary people.

Lin Che popularized science to Zhu Zhang, and the doctor is not a fairy who cures all diseases.

Then he continued to teach him:

"The truth that the king regards the minister as a mustard and the minister regards the king as an enemy is the same when it comes to the relationship between the doctor and the patient."

"You have to remember that there is no normal doctor in the world who studies medicine for the sake of harming people."

"Even if quack doctors treat people who have died, it does not mean that all the deaths of patients are related to the doctors who treated them."

"The more you use your power to threaten the imperial doctor to shout and kill him, the more the imperial doctor will not dare to treat him, and in the end you will only be the one who is unlucky."

Zhu Fan, who has always wanted to find an opportunity to speak.

Hearing Lin Che's last sentence, he couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, you think too highly of those imperial doctors, how can they be so bold?"

"The imperial doctor is the one who treats the royal family and nobles, if he dares to be perfunctory when he treats the disease, it is a big sin to lose his head."

When Zhu Fan was sick in the past, many imperial doctors came to see him.

Almost the whole time, he lay on the ground, swearing to the emperor and empress that he would be cured.

One by one, they seemed to be softer than the bones of a eunuch.

It's not like the kind of person who is threatened and will risk his life to play with his temper.

Lin Che was amused by his stupid apprentice's confident words.

He took a sip of wine and moistened his throat.

chuckled:

"It's because I treat you nobles that if you can't be cured, you'll lose your head."

"Therefore, most imperial doctors, when treating the emperor's illness, no matter what medicine they prescribe, they must add ginseng that blindly hangs their lives."

"After taking the great tonic medicine, the patient thinks that he has met a miracle doctor, but in fact, the disease is only temporarily suppressed."

The imperial doctor of the famous store was afraid of being killed by the previous emperors.

Therefore, no matter what disease is treated, the starting style is a 100-year-old mountain ginseng as a base.

The rest of the medicine prescribed to the symptoms, they did not dare to be violent.

For fear that the side effects would take away the lives of the nobles, by the way, they were also taken away.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you can cure the disease or not.

As long as the patient does not die at his or her own hands instantly, everything is already fine.

Anyway, the longer it drags on, the greater the chance that the imperial doctor will be replaced.

When the next unlucky guy takes over, the cause of the patient's death cannot be blamed on the previous imperial doctor.

"They... How dare they? ”

Zhu Fan was furious and slammed his fist on the table.

Lin Che talked about the imperial doctor of Tai Hospital, who must bring ginseng to prescribe to patients.

It was almost exactly the same as what he had happened to him when he was sick.

He wasn't sure just now, but now he finally did.

Some of his relatives must have been killed by the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital.

Lin Che looked at Zhu Zhang, who was already flushed, and couldn't help sighing.

He tapped his finger on the table and said:

"I've told you so much, not to remind you that those quacks killed your relatives."

"It's something else, more important."

"If you don't understand this, and you can't control your emotions, I don't have to talk about this lesson anymore."

Zhu Fan was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly restrained the resentment in his heart.

He didn't dare, after Zhu Bai, who didn't know the height of the sky, scolded Lin Che and slammed the door.

I will not give lectures again.

Otherwise, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely count both things on his head.

After all, as the second prince, Zhu Fan is an example for many vassal princes in addition to the crown prince.

The juniors can't do it well, whether it has anything to do with him or not, he can't escape this pot.

After Zhu Fan forced himself to calm down.

also tried to interpret the truth in Lin Che's words just now.

He said cautiously, "Sir, according to what you say, shouldn't you add swords to the healer?" ”

"It's about letting them use drugs boldly and reassuringly, as long as they don't intentionally harm people, whether the patient is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with them?"

"In this way, can the imperial doctors do their best to treat my imperial relatives and nobles of the Ming Dynasty?"

When Lin Che heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

He squinted angrily, and Zhu Fan was worried.

Snorted coldly and said, "You kid can understand what I mean, I thought you couldn't get out of the horns?" ”

Zhu Fan smiled, bowed his head and didn't dare to talk.

Lin Che originally planned to follow Zhu Zhang's understanding and continue to teach today's lesson.

However, he was about to speak.

Suddenly, I noticed that Zhu Bai was holding his cheeks in his hands, propping his little head on the table, and staring at them with blinking eyes.

Lin Che's heart moved, and he asked this little broken child with a big ghost:

"Do you know that there is any truth in what I just said?"

……

Next door.

"In the opinion of the minister, Mr. Lin meant."

"I'm afraid I want His Royal Highness King Qin not to pursue the responsibility of the quack doctors who killed the emperor's relatives and nobles in the past."

In the secret room, after Lin Che's question came.

Zhu Yuanzhang set his eyes on the scholar Liu Sanwu.

Liu Sanwu gave the answer almost without thinking.

(End of chapter)