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In the early morning, Li Ang stepped into the gate of the Imperial Medical Office with his bag in hand.

I haven't seen it for a while, the Imperial Medical Office has been renovated, all kinds of herbs are planted in the roadside medicine field, exuding a fresh fragrance, and the sound of morning reading can be heard from the brand-new pavilion.

Accompanied by the Haotian bell, the morning reading gradually stopped, and Li Ang opened the door and walked into the classroom.

The boys and girls in the classroom wearing uniform gray costumes were still chatting and playing, but when they saw Li Ang stepping onto the podium, they were stunned for a moment.

Some thought he was a new student, while some recognized him and subconsciously stood at attention.

Li Ang raised his hand, and the classroom gradually became quiet. Standing in front of the podium, he looked at the youthful young girls who were about the same age as him, and he sighed deeply, feeling a little nostalgic and melancholy.

He took chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, then turned around and introduced himself to the medical students of the imperial medical department who had worked for five years.

He is here to teach the students.

With the reputation and prestige accumulated over the years, the books he wrote were included in the teaching materials of the Imperial Medical Bureau. Not only doctors in the ward should read it, but new medical students should also study it.

Please open your anatomy books, today we will study the bone science in the human body movement system.

Li Ang cleared his throat, and after a short pause, he quickly and accurately drew the general structure of human bones on the blackboard with chalk,

The students below opened their books one after another, remembering their notes nervously.

After the reform of the imperial medical department and the balance of income and expenditure of the state wards, the status of the profession of doctors has been greatly improved.

Among the new batch of medical students, there are children of physician families—such as the cousins ​​of Qiu Feng’s family,

There are also teenagers and girls from common people's families who have passed the cultural examination,

There are also some concubine children of bureaucratic families—there are many descendants of the Xungui family, and it is impossible for every one of them to be admitted to the Academy, the Imperial College, or the academies of various states.

Instead of letting them learn bad things from their cronies outside and wait to die at home, they might as well send them to the Imperial Medical Office to go to school.

The freshmen took notes carefully,

Over the years, Li Ang's image in the eyes of Chang'an citizens has evolved from other people's child to Wenqu star descending to earth, and then to little medicine king. There are his temples outside the city, and his portraits are enshrined in many families, as if he has become a saint-like figure.

The gap between the two sides is so large that these students of the same age who are in adolescence do not have any dissatisfaction, only admiration and trust.

The whole class went very smoothly. Li Ang talked about the shape of bones (long bones, short bones, flat bones), the structure of bones (periosteum, bone, bone marrow), and then the bones in different parts.

During the period, he will take out his simulated skull model made of plaster, and let the students put it in their hands and look at it carefully.

If this scene was placed in the former Sui Dynasty, it would definitely be that the Demon Dao Sect is teaching its disciples to practice magic skills.

After the class was over, Li Ang put on his bag and walked out of the classroom.

I don't see it, but you are quite suitable for teaching as a teacher.

A crisp teasing sound sounded in the courtyard, Li Ang turned his head and saw Qiu Feng walking over with a smile.

Just follow the book, it's not difficult.

Li Ang waved his hand casually. He had already memorized the medical textbooks in the memory palace by heart, teaching a group of freshmen with ease.

He paused, noticed the white coat Qiu Feng was wearing, and asked suspiciously, You too.

I'm also a teacher at the Tai Medical Department now.

Qiu Feng stuck out his tongue and said: The number of new students recruited by the Imperial Medical Office this year is several times that of previous years, and there are almost not enough doctors and doctors in charge of the classes. I come here occasionally to replace two classes.

The two walked side by side on the tree-lined road of the Imperial Medical Office, chatting casually.

Although they have differences in medical theory, those differences are not important compared to the friendship established in the face of the water poisoning epidemic.

Li Ang casually recounted what happened during the trial, and when he mentioned Sui Yi's dislocated shoulder, he even demonstrated it on the spot.

While demonstrating, he explained, Many joints in humans can recover from dislocations.

Such as jaw joints, shoulder joints, elbow joints, hip joints, knee joints, wrist joints, finger joints, etc.

When arresting people, local government officials often use handcuffs and leg shackles. Including Zhenfusi will also use torture tools with the function of suppressing demons.

But in fact, as long as they are trained and can bear the pain, most people can break free from handcuffs by actively dislocating their joints.”

Stop! You'd better save this for class and show it to the students. They'll love it.

Qiu Feng watched Li Ang dismantle his joints as if nothing had happened, and quickly stopped. This scene was too scary even for her.

After Li Ang continued to fix his elbow joint, Qiu Feng breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears, and joked with complicated emotions: It is said that you are a god who came down to earth and knew it from birth, but I didn't believe it at first.

Seeing how proficient you are now, I'm a little skeptical.

There is nothing born to know, it's just a more detailed observation at ordinary times.

Li Ang shook his head with a smile, Oh, by the way, see you on Qixi Festival.

Huh? Qixi Festival?

Qiu Feng was stunned for a moment, his face flushed slightly, and he said, What, what do you mean?

His Highness King Yue's big wedding,

Li Ang said as it should: Didn't he invite all of us to the Furong Garden to attend the wedding? The venue may be crowded, so it's best to go there early.

Qiu Feng opened his mouth, Oh, that's it. I thought. Keke, I'll go there sooner.

Li Ang asked curiously, Why do you think so?

nothing!

Qiu Feng slightly raised his voice, folded his hands in front of him, and sulked.

Seeing Qiu Feng who was suddenly angry, Li Ang was about to say something when his heart throbbed suddenly.

His face changed imperceptibly, and when he walked to the gate of the Imperial Medical Office, he left in a hurry under the pretext of going home to continue writing his thesis.

Qiu Feng looked at his back as he walked away, gritted his teeth and muttered: This idiot.

In the palm of the girl's hand was a carefully sewn sachet.

Li Ang didn't hear Qiu Feng talking to himself, he boarded the carriage and told the driver to drive to Jinchengfang.

Mosi's avatar caught the trace of Ya Jiu.