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

Fan Zheng smiled bitterly and did not explain: "Fan's first approach is, the external approach: prevention is better than cure."

"Prevention is better than cure?" Su Song's eyes lit up. He was a doctor, so he naturally understood the meaning of these words.

Fan Zheng said loudly: "Now that we have determined the nature and source of various disease sources, we can control or kill them at the source. For example, now that summer is coming and mosquitoes and flies are breeding, if Mr. Su sends people to close Kaifeng City Cleaning the house inside and out, removing filth, and killing mosquitoes and flies will definitely greatly reduce the outbreak of disease, and this is an external factor."

Su Song shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's useless. Even if you clean the open windows in Kaifeng City, don't you let the cattle and horses move around, and millions of people will not have to live. At most, the entire Kaifeng City will still be filthy.

"Then if we clean it every day, wouldn't we be able to control the sources of the disease?" Fan Zheng said loudly.

Su Song frowned and said, "Cleaning every day. Do you know how much space Kaifeng City occupies and how much manpower, material and financial resources are required for daily cleaning."

Fan Zheng laughed and said, "It's a coincidence that Fan still has a dose of internal medicine. In Kaifeng City, there are a group of people whose families are poor, have no support, and have no livelihood. They only need a very small amount of money and food to hire them to clean." Kaifeng City, and they themselves are also one of the sources of the disease, wouldn't everyone be happy if they received money and food to cure their diseases and no longer infect others."

Su Song stared at Fan Zheng suddenly, and suddenly understood that Fan Zheng finally revealed his purpose, which was the group of poor patients who were being treated unconditionally by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

"You seem to have defeated me today. First you threatened me with Kaifeng City, and then you came up with the poor patient's plan to clean up Kaifeng City." Su Song snorted coldly, and the pressure of having been in a high position for a long time suddenly came to his face.

Kaifeng Wei Fan Zhengping's breath suddenly stagnated. He had been dealing with Su Song for many years, so he naturally knew how powerful Su Song, the prefect of Kaifeng, was.

However, Fan Zheng seemed not to feel Su Song's coercion, and said without changing his expression: "Because Mr. Su is a doctor just like Fan. A doctor will not sit back and watch poor patients die on the streets without saving them. And officials with both medical and literary skills will not sit back and watch their people and their city die of illness."

Su Song was instantly touched. He had always been an official. Today, for the first time, someone regarded him as a doctor.

At the moment, he could no longer feel any blame, because no matter what Fan Zheng had planned, his starting point was good.

"Medicine can't kill people. Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of heaven and earth. Everyone will die, including me. From what I can see, those poor patients mostly suffer from incurable diseases." Su Song transformed into a doctor and said indifferently about life and death.

Fan Zheng argued: "Medicine can't kill people. Isn't it the rhetoric of self-evasion by doctors? In the past, wounds were infected, but countless doctors were helpless. Now they can be cured by just wiping a little alcohol. The miracle doctor Hua Tuo once could disembowell and scrape Osteotherapy poison can cure people's lives, but it has been lost for a long time. If you encounter this symptom again, is it true that medicine can't kill people?"

"I am helpless. There are many poor people in Kaifeng City. Even if the salary of the Kaifeng Mansion is spent, I'm afraid it won't be enough." Su Song changed his words and transformed into a cold bureaucrat.

Fan Zheng replied: "Doctors hang their pots to help the world. Since Kaifeng government does not have enough money and food, it can collect cleaning fees from Kaifeng city. This money will be used to clean Kaifeng city and make the streets clean and tidy. It will avoid diseases and mosquito nuisance, and it will be taken from the people." , using it for the people can also allow a group of poor people to work hard and get a livelihood. This is fair and in line with medical principles."

Su Song frowned and said: "The cleaning fee collected from Kaifeng City must not be too much, otherwise the people's resentment will be overwhelming and it will become a malignant disease."

Fan Zheng said loudly: "The cleaning fee for poor patients should not be too high. It must be much lower than the labor price in Kaifeng City. Otherwise, strong labor will take over the job, and the poor people will lose their livelihood again."

The two looked at each other and immediately felt sympathy for each other, one old and one young, as if they had met their close friends.

"If this is the case, the cleaning fees may be enough to keep them full. However, most of the poor patients have serious illnesses and require a lot of medicine, and they are simply unable to pay such a large amount of medicine." Su Songcao said.

"The Kaifeng Prefecture will register and register, and all patients who are truly destitute will only receive half price for medicine." Fan Zheng said without hesitation.

"Those poor patients are sick and old after all. They cannot clean the streets all the time. What if they lose their livelihood one day?" Su Song asked again.

"When this situation occurs, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is bound to take responsibility and will treat these extremely poor people for free." Fan Zheng solemnly promised.

Su Song looked at Fan Zheng with an expression that could no longer hide his admiration. He couldn't help but admire the current Fan Zheng. He was indeed the evil doctor Fan Zheng who dared to be the first in the world and dared to become a forensic doctor.

"Okay, I will report to the court for permission to collect the cleaning fee, and allocate a sum of money from it, and then allocate a portion of money and grain from the Kaifeng Mansion to be used specifically to treat the extremely poor. It may not be much, but it is already my official's It's the limit." Su Song said.

As the prefect of Kaifeng, he was naturally unable to treat countless poor patients, but he could still do it by allocating a certain amount of money and food.

It was only at this moment that Fan Zhengping took a deep breath. The verbal exchange between Su Song and Fan Zheng just now made him almost feel his heart hanging in his throat. Now he saw that Fan Zheng actually persuaded Su Song, who was recognized as the most rigid in the court. , it was simply an eye-opener for him.

"Thank you Master Su for your help!" Fan Zheng said with a solemn salute.

"I should be the one to thank Fan Langzhong. These poor people are the people under my rule. They should be my responsibility, but now they all fall on Fan Zhong." Su Song said with emotion.

"Doctors have a duty to help the world, and only by treating more patients with complex conditions can the medical skills of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals be further improved." Fan Zheng said sincerely.

"There are successors to the medical family!" Su Song sighed with emotion.

"Mr. Su, that's a great award! Fan doesn't deserve it."

At that moment, Fan Zheng humbly said goodbye to Su Song.

Just when Fan Zheng was about to go out, Su Song's voice suddenly sounded again: "Fan Zheng, if I cherish feathers and refuse to collect cleaning fees, what will you do?"

Fan Zhengping had a sudden thought. If the prefect did not agree to Fan Zheng's plan to build a medical city, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital would have only two options. One would be to continue treating penniless patients until the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was completely destroyed, or the other would be to preserve the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. , refused to admit penniless patients, but violated Fan Zheng's oath of sincerity as a great doctor.

Fan Zheng paused and said without looking back: "I will continue to implement the medical city policy and let the poor patients who come for treatment pay for their medicines with work. In this way, we can take care of both the doctors and the medical city at the same time."

"The Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital won't last long. Without the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, everything you have done today will be in vain." Su Song said in confusion.

"Mr. Su underestimated the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Not to mention that the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is already the number one medical center in Kaifeng City and is very profitable. It also has an alcohol business and a Chinese patent medicine project. The Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital can even set up a charity hospital to call on caring people. Donate money and materials to poor patients..." Fan Zheng laid out his plan, which made Su Song's eyes light up. In this way, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital can indeed sustain itself for a long time.

"Perhaps after Fan has done all this, he still can't bear such a heavy responsibility." Fan Zheng paused, and then said in an excited voice:

"A true man acts with a clear conscience and does not ask about his future."

Seeing Fan Zheng's proud figure disappearing outside Kaifeng Mansion, Su Song couldn't help but think of the familiar figure in his memory. It was the second year of Qingli, when he had just passed the imperial examination, and he had seen the man who shouted, "This is not a good appearance, but a good doctor." Fan Wenzheng, who met him, couldn't help but be fascinated by his style, and embarked on the road of studying medicine and literature.

But now, decades have passed, and the newly qualified Jinshi has grown into a veteran minister who is over seventy years old. He meets a familiar figure again, and he can't help but get excited again.

At the moment, Su Song put pen to paper and prepared to write a memorial to explain Fan Zheng's strategy of treating the city in detail so that he could implement it in Kaifeng City. If it was effective, it could be promoted to other cities in the world.