I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Yin Xuan thought about it.

Originally, he wanted this person to do chemical research, but now that he knew that his job was a doctor, it was different.

He has always arranged for the group of scholars who came to submit articles based on the articles they submitted.

Because they have not learned this before, no matter which major they are asked to pursue, they start from scratch, but Ma Sanbao is different.

He is a man who has studied medicine for almost 30 years.

No matter how many shortcomings of traditional Chinese medicine, but in the current situation of Datang, it is already the best solution that can be achieved - at least there is no such kind, no matter what the disease is, put two catties of blood first to see if it can be cured therapy.

In terms of experience and herbal medicine, a big step has been taken.

Next, if you want to develop, you need to sort out the system and find the direction of development.

After thinking for a while, Yin Xuan slowly asked, "Are you willing to work under my command?"

Ma Sanbao didn't hesitate, and immediately replied: "Students are naturally willing." He has already submitted an article to the magazine, so what other meanings can he have?

Yin Xuan nodded, and then said: "I originally intended for you to study chemistry, but... your situation is a bit special, how about you come to my command and continue to study medicine?"

Ma Sanbao's eyes lit up, coughed a few times, and nodded in response: "Students are naturally willing."

After speaking, he paused: "It's just... the students are a little puzzled."

Yin Xuan hummed and questioned.

"This...according to Lord Zhengyang's method, can he also study medicine?" Ma Sanbao raised such a question, and he studied it out of interest.

It's just that his teacher said that Mr. Zhengyang's method may be the way out for the future of medicine.

But when he asked why, his teacher was silent for a long time and said a long paragraph.

Many people have forgotten the case of the temptress Yuan's that shocked Chang'an back then, but only Sun Simiao did not forget. Sun Simiao also tried the methods Zhou Xiaosan used to crack the temptress.

He was very surprised by the wonderful reaction between different substances.

maybe…

There will be various reactions between drugs and drugs, and this is also the reason.But... Those prescriptions are all tested by one life, one life.

Sun Simiao didn't know whether his guess was right, but he knew that he was old, he had already lived almost a hundred years old, and he was old, and he didn't know how many more years he could live.

What I can do now is to write more books and pass on what I have learned.

Leave these research matters to future generations, but he still has some expectations that he can see medical innovations in his lifetime.

"Of course it is possible." Facing Ma Sanbao's expectant look, Yin Xuan smiled slightly and gave an affirmative answer.

The honest and frail man breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Xuan nodded the table: "It's just...it's a very troublesome and difficult thing."

Medicine is inseparable from chemistry and biology. The study of pharmacology, the study of human body structure... these are all extremely troublesome things.

Ma Sanbao's eyes are firm, he is not afraid of trouble, nor is he afraid of difficulties.

In order to study medicine, he may even sacrifice his own life - carbon dioxide poisoning, the sequelae cannot be avoided, and he will become a sick child for a lifetime.

But he didn't regret it, and continued to learn for the sake of the saint, this is a word engraved in his blood and bones.

Yin Xuan paused and pondered for a while: "I'll give you a salary of [-] guan a month, and at the same time... you can also continue to open your clinic outside."

"The income is still yours, I don't participate in any share, it's just... your case, oh, that is, the medical record, whether it is a failure or a success, it must be kept."

Cases have been around since the Western Han Dynasty, but Yin Xuan is not sure whether the current cases only record successful cases, or all of them are recorded.

He hesitated for a moment, and added: "Every case of illness must be recorded, no matter how big or small it is, no matter what kind of disease it is."

Ma Sanbao responded and rubbed his wrist.

That sounds like hard work.

But he also understands the truth of what Yin Xuan said, medicine is an empirical discipline - even if the level of knowledge is the same, it will be different between a doctor who has just been practicing and a doctor who has been practicing for several years.

"I'll also talk to the imperial court to try to send all the condemned prisoners to you." Yin Xuan hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and decided to say so.

Later generations still have human body teachers.

Without studying the human body, how can we talk about the progress of medicine.

Hearing these words, Ma Sanbao suddenly became a little furious—the hairs on his fingers stood up. He coughed and asked tremblingly, "Mr. Zhengyang...what's the meaning of this?"

"It's not alive, it's dead." Yin Xuan waved his hand, emphasizing the state of the condemned prisoner.

Ma Sanbao shook his head and coughed even worse. How could he not know that the one sent here would be dead, but what he couldn't understand was why it was sent here.

Before Ma Sanbao finished coughing, Yin Xuan understood what he meant, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Oh...you want to know why you sent it there?"

Ma Sanbao nodded.

Yin Xuan explained: "The development of medicine is inseparable from this. If doctors don't understand the human body, how can they treat diseases?"

"Don't worry, these corpses will not be missing."

"If the imperial court can't provide these, I'll ask Wu Jue to buy them for you from abroad."

Ma Sanbao clenched his fists, sighed, and nodded.

Doctor, saving lives and healing the wounded, dissecting the corpse somewhat made him feel a little sorry, but this level is not difficult to overcome, he has also dissected it before.

But only occasionally, the last time was more than ten years ago.

It’s not as scary as Yin Xuan said—how many death row prisoners could there be in the Tang Dynasty?Chang'an alone is afraid that even if there are hundreds of people, all of them have to be sent over. He doesn't eat or drink every day, and he may not be able to finish the autopsy.

Yin Xuan looked at Ma Sanbao's green face, and then remembered that he forgot to say something.

"I'm not leaving you alone." Yin Xuan waved his hand, "You go and pick some people who you think are good-natured and able to endure hardships and stand hard work, and come with you."

"Except that the salary is only ten per month, the rest of the treatment is the same as yours."

"You can take those corpses as you please, and the requirement for you is to accurately recite every part of the human body within half a year."

Ma Sanbao didn't feel happy, but became greener.

There is always a feeling... that I am going to be bald.

Half a year...

The guests in the restaurant all looked at Ma Sanbao with admiration, [-] times a month... This is not only an improvement in living standards, but also a recognition.

Mr. Zhengyang was even promoted!
This is much better than just publishing an article in a magazine.