Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician's Order, the Yang family can no longer handle the consultations!" In the Imperial Hospital, Doctor Yang stood dejectedly in front of Chao Yuan. Not long ago, he was invited by the Imperial Physician's Order to siege the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

At that time, he didn't take these newly graduated doctors seriously, but reality gave him a hard blow.

Since the female doctor Zhang Youniang entered the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, female patients around her have sought treatment from the female doctor Zhang Youniang. The Yang family's medical business has plummeted, and good swimmers have drowned. In the past, he made a lot of money by taking advantage of the loopholes in the etiquette of men and women not being intimate, but now he does the same But he fell on etiquette.

"Trash! It's only been a few days and you can't hold on anymore." Chao Yuan said angrily. He didn't expect that the Yang Family Ying Clinic would be defeated so quickly. After just one move, the Yang Family Ying Clinic surrendered.

Doctor Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Cheng, Imperial Physician, do you know that Zhang Youniang only charges ten cents for consultation at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and those imperial doctors only charge one penny for consultation."

Traditional Chinese medicine hospitals are on the rise, using low consultation fees to attract patients. Not to mention the expensive hanging wire pulse diagnosis, even ordinary female patients are not available. After all, a penny consultation fee is too fragrant.

"Then you also lower the price! With your reputation, you can't even fight back?" Chao Yuan hates the fact that iron can't make steel.

Dr. Yang complained: "Master Chao doesn't know how cruel those Tai doctors are. They just rob all the people during the day, but they actually take turns on duty at night and sit in the clinic day and night. There has been no patient in the Yang family's consultation for two days in a row."

It is said that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, not to mention that there are a group of doctors in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Even if he endures it, he will not be able to withstand it.

He has already understood that if this continues, he will only have to close the door. Rather than doing this, he might as well make plans in advance.

Chao Yuan couldn't help but feel a toothache. The group of doctors were all strong young men, not to mention full of energy, and there were so many of them. Even Dr. Yang and even Zhao Taicheng would not be able to survive under the condition of sitting in the clinic day and night.

"I still have a family to support. Please forgive me, the Imperial Physician." Doctor Yang bowed solemnly and turned to leave the Imperial Hospital.

Chao Yuan looked at Doctor Yang's back, his face livid but helpless.

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With the closure of Yang's Clinic, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital became an instant success and gained momentum, with an endless stream of patients coming for treatment every day.

In contrast, Zhao Taicheng's family on the opposite side was already destitute, and the situation a few days ago was completely reversed.

However, Zhao Taicheng had the title of Imperial Physician after all, so he could still barely support him. In addition, he specialized in pediatrics, and used his parents' affectionate psychology to retain a group of patients.

As night falls, the city of Kaifeng falls silent.

The traditional Chinese medicine hospital still has its doors open and the lights are bright. There are doctors inside who sit in the clinic at night and receive patients as usual, instead of going to bed directly like traditional doctors and waiting until a patient calls the door before opening the door for treatment, which is often the case. There was a long delay.

"Brother Fan has a great idea of ​​sitting in the clinic day and night! Many diseases mostly occur at night, and most of them are emergencies. Every time you take medicine in the morning, you have one more chance."

In the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, Yang Jie looked at the patients who were constantly coming in and out. Even though it was late at night, there were still patients rushing in.

"There is no time limit for illness! Even in the darkness before dawn, even on the first day of the Lunar New Year, people will still get sick. It is simply unsustainable for one person to survive. Only the cooperation of multiple doctors can treat the patient's illness as soon as possible. ." Fan Zheng turned his gaze to the opposite side and saw that the old Zhao Taicheng could no longer hold on anymore and had closed the shop.

Yang Jie nodded slightly. The traditional Chinese medicine hospital had low medical fees, plus day and night consultations. Even if the imperial doctor ordered him to open the medical clinic himself, they would still be invincible.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the dark night!

"Zhao Taicheng, Zhao Taicheng, please save my son!"

I saw a woman holding a boy in Zhao Taicheng's house across the way, anxiously patting the door of Zhao Taicheng's house.

Zhao Taicheng had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by a knock on the door. He resisted his sleepiness and got up, opened the door, reached out and touched the boy, and was suddenly startled.

"High fever and convulsion!" Zhao Taicheng exclaimed.

"I'd also like to ask Taicheng Zhao for his wonderful rejuvenation. This is the medical fee." Say it! The woman gave him a tael of silver without hesitation.

Zhao Taicheng's expression continued to change. The risk of high temperature convulsions was the greatest. Most of the late emperor's first sons died from this. He was not sure about the cure. He shook his head and said: "You are already too late! If you had taken the medicine earlier, why would you have done this?" If you can’t cure someone, there’s nothing I can do.”

"Ah! Please show mercy to Zhao Taicheng and save my child." The woman begged bitterly.

However, Zhao Taicheng cherished his feathers very much and was not moved by them at all, and closed the door heavily.

The woman stood on the dark street holding her child who was suffering from high fever and convulsions, her heart as cold as the night.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the woman's eyelids, and she saw the door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital across the street open, with bright lights, like a beacon in the dark night. She immediately hugged the child and went straight to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, she would not Will give up his children.

"High fever and convulsion!" Fan Zheng exclaimed when he saw the symptoms, immediately alerting all the doctors on duty.

"High fever and convulsions are the most difficult to treat. If the fever can't be reduced, I'm afraid..." Yang Jie said with an embarrassed expression. Apparently he and Zhao Taicheng had the same view. This child is more likely to be in danger than anything else.

"Reducing the fever?" Fan Zheng's heart moved and he immediately ordered: "Get a basin of warm water and some alcohol!"

Doctor Tai immediately brought warm water and alcohol, and Fan Zheng poured the alcohol into the warm water to dilute it.

Seeing this, Yang Jie frowned and said, "Brother Fan, alcohol is indeed effective in disinfection, but how can it cure high fever?"

Fan Zheng smiled confidently and said: "This time, what Fan used was not the medicinal effect of wine, but the evaporation of wine."

At that moment, Fan Zheng put some alcohol on Yang Jie's arm, and suddenly felt a cool feeling.

"You mean to use alcohol to evaporate the fever!" Yang Jie said in surprise.

"Yes, but alcohol is medicine and has a certain degree of toxicity. It must be diluted to safely reduce fever." Fan Zheng nodded.

"You can give it a try!" Yang Jie said excitedly. Once upon a time, he also ridiculed Fan Zheng that wine can cure all kinds of diseases. However, he did not expect that this alcohol would bring surprises to him time and time again. It even had the miraculous effect of reducing high fever.

"Although this method can only be used in emergencies, it cannot be used unless there is a high fever, because some people react abnormally to alcohol, or the alcohol concentration is too high, which can easily cause poisoning." Fan Zheng said, there may be many cases of alcohol reducing fever and poisoning in later generations.

Yang Jie nodded solemnly.

The two men then took off the boy's clothes and carefully wiped his armpits, elbow fossa, palms and groin with diluted alcohol and warm water.

With Fan Zheng's continuous efforts, the boy's body temperature finally dropped slowly and his breathing became stable. Yang Jie personally prescribed medicine for him, let him live in the backyard ward, and asked the female nurse to take good care of him.

After the woman returned to the ward with many thanks, Fan Zheng and Yang Jie looked at each other, turned around and saw that the city of Kaifeng was dark except for the Chinese Medicine Hall, which was brightly lit.

At this moment, the two of them felt proud. With Zhao Taicheng, the dispute over the imperial doctor's order had long been forgotten. They could light up the lamp of the doctor's family in this dark night, and the medical lamp was always on, so that the people would not be left alone and helpless with their sick bodies. According to them, it is their bounden duty as doctors to provide people with medical treatment and save lives as much as possible.