The story of the husband and the son of the doctor and daughter of Houmen

Chapter 315
"Then what do you care?" Yao Yanyu asked helplessly.

"Me?" The old guy pointed to the top and smiled, the meaning was very obvious: the old man will support the sky above for you.

Yao Yanyu nodded and understood.

"Then what about the two doctors and the female doctor who picked up the students? What are they in charge of?"

"That's the old man's four attendants. They brought them all here. Isn't there a vacancy for twenty officials here? Let them also have some salary and eat official meals. The old man also saves giving them another set of silver Isn’t it? Oh, they still understand simple medical and pharmacological principles, if you are worried, just do research.”

"Don't worry, don't worry. How dare the students be worried about the people brought by the court order?" Yao Yanyu smiled, looked around again, and sighed: "But, teacher, as the saying goes, spring is tired and autumn is tired, and students these days I'm very tired, I really don't want to do anything, I just want to eat and wait to die, what should I do?"

The old guy gave a 'huh' and said, "Then come here every day to eat and die. You can't have a cat at home. Otherwise, the Ministry of Households won't give you a salary."

"Ah! Understood." Yao Yanyu nodded with a smile, stood up, and bowed deeply to the old guy, "Sir, please sit down, the students are walking around in this yard."

"Turn around casually. If you see something that is not pleasing to the eye, ask someone to tidy it up. If there are good flowers in the house, bring a few plants over to decorate our yamen. After all, it is still a national name!"

"Yes." Yao Yanyu agreed, and with a wave of her hand, Du San's wife Cuiwei Cuiping and the others picked up the cushions and pillows and followed Yao Zhubo away.

Yao Yanyu walked around the traditional Chinese medicine hall, finally chose under a laurel tree, and waved.

Mrs. Du San called the two doctors to help move a narrow couch from the house and put it under the tree, and moved a small couch to the side.

Then the two maids were busy again, laying cushions and pillows, and after Yao Zhubo lay down comfortably, Cuiwei thoughtfully took a thin blanket to cover her.

So Yao Zhubo closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In fact, where can I sleep?Yao Yanyu closed her eyes and began to think about how to manage the hospital.

I have to say that the current emperor is really good at using people, so he came up with such an idea.Speaking of this, the emperor respects the virtuous and the corporal, and employs talents in an eclectic manner.In fact, he just set up an empty stage, but put himself on the stage to sing for him.

It's just that Yao Yanyu is not angry at all. In this dynasty, who among all living beings is not a pawn in the emperor's hand?Being able to be used means that there is still value to be used.Otherwise, even if you are trampled to death in the corner, who can care?

What I'm afraid of is that the stage is set up for you, but you can't sing a decent song, and you will be bombarded in the end.

A few days ago at home, Yao Yanyu was thinking about Wei Zhang, from meeting him to being kissed madly by him, every time we were together, every word I said, everything I did, every look and every movement, she It's like being possessed by a demon, thinking about it over and over again.

When I got here, my heart suddenly cleared up a lot.It's not that I forgot him, but that I kept him properly and put him in the safest corner of my heart.

It's time to do something of your own!Men gallop on the battlefield to make contributions, and women can't really just sit at home and wait to die.Yao Yanyu sighed silently.

For the next three days, Ms. Yao came to the clinic every morning, and lay down under the laurel tree for half a day. At noon, the cook she brought with her started a small stove in the backyard. Every day, she would eat her favorite delicate dishes and health porridge. , eat and drink enough to walk around the yard, come back to write and draw on the desk, and when the sun is westward, I will call it a day and go home.

Three days later, Miss Yao wrote an eloquent memorial with several thousand words.Naturally, her wording was too vernacular, so it was a waste of words.No way, after living here for ten years, I still can't learn the meaning of those scholars.

She did not send this memorial directly to the emperor, but gave it to Zhang Cangbei Zhang Laoyuan.

Seeing the memorial, the old guy was finally willing to throw away the miscellaneous notes of unofficial history in his hand. He read it three times seriously, then nodded, grabbed a pen and scribbled his name on the back, and then returned it to Yao Yanyu: " Send it up."

Yao Yanyu was very surprised, thinking that old man, you are too lazy to do this, this is for the emperor to see!

But the old guy's name was signed on it, even if there was something wrong with the emperor, he would stand up for it.What are you afraid of?At worst, take off this official robe and go home to eat by yourself.

So that night, Miss Yao's first memorial was sent to the palace and placed on the dragon case in the imperial study.

Yao Yanyu's idea was actually very simple. The first thing she proposed was that the imperial court spend money to buy ancient folk prescriptions, collect all the ancient prescriptions collected by the folks, check and correct them, and then systematically compile them into a book called "The Complete Collection of Ancient Prescriptions".

The second thing is that she wants to compile a teaching material, which is specially for medical women to learn, and to teach some professional knowledge of health care and nursing.

This point does not need to be paid by the court. Nowadays, the powerful and nobles all have money, and money can hardly buy health. Every family has hundreds of slaves and maidservants. As long as the emperor sends a message, each family will send ten or eight of them to study. Yes, each person charges a certain amount of tuition, board and lodging, which is quite a fortune, and at least it can maintain the daily expenses of the medical center.

Thirdly, she also proposed to sort out the ancient book "Supplements of Materia Medica" that she collected into a handwritten copy and donate it to the medical center. In the future, the high-level medical officers who come to the medical center can read and study for free, which is her personal contribution to the medical center. contribute.

This is impressive.

People in this era pay attention to secret recipes, secret recipes, and secret treasures.I am afraid that what is privately owned will be known by others.It is undoubtedly crazy for others to read something that has been lost for hundreds of years like "Supplements of Materia Medica" for free.

But Yao Yanyu didn't think so.

She always believed that scientific heritage like "Supplements of Materia Medica" belonged to the entire human race, even if the Yao family had treasured it for generations, they still couldn't monopolize it.What's more, it is a medical book. The author of the book wrote this book with the mentality of helping the world and saving people, so it should not be shelved and no one knows.

No matter which dynasty or social system it is in, this book should be dedicated to the court.Only the power of the country can fully reflect the value of this book and treat more people.

For this matter, the most sensational place is the Tai Hospital.

All the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital who have achieved some achievements in the medical field have heard of this book, but they have no chance to see it.Now I heard that Yao Zhubo donated this book in his family's collection, and anyone who works in the National Medical Center can read it casually as long as he reaches a certain level.

So these people were all eager to try, and applied to their superiors one after another, wanting to be transferred to the National Medical Center.It's like people who practice martial arts see the legendary martial arts cheats that record unrivaled martial arts. These people not only want to read it, but also want to keep it for themselves.

(End of this chapter)