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Chapter 53: Upright

Dong Lin was a little lost. He couldn't figure it out. He really couldn't figure out why it was like this. Whether it was Wei Zhao or Doctor Wang, they all covered it up, clearly showing that there was something wrong with this matter, but why was it like this? Why are people still alive?

"Doctor Dong, the medical skills in this world are constantly improving. Perhaps someone will find the right medicine tomorrow if the disease that was not cured yesterday.

As the saying goes, learning is endless. Only by living until you are old can you improve yourself with humility.

As a doctor, you claim to be a master of medical skills. When you were in the government office, you were full of doubts about my treatment methods.

At that time, if you didn't understand this method, I don't blame you.

But now, I have cured the prefect's young master. What other doctors think of is to determine the authenticity of the matter and then ask for advice humbly, but what you think of is how to suppress me and deny me.

Such a mental skill is in vain.

You go back, I won’t make things difficult for you. When you understand what a ‘big doctor’ is, come and ask me why the patient is still alive!”

After saying that, he stopped looking at Dong Lin and turned around and pushed the door open and went in.

Everyone present was stunned by his words, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

What is a great doctor?

When treating diseases, a great doctor must calm his mind and calm his mind, have no desires or demands, and first develop great compassion and compassion, and vow to save Hanling's suffering. If there is a disease, he must not ask about his wealth, wealth, wealth, old, young, beautiful, and ugly, enemies, relatives, good friends, Chinese, barbarians, foolish, and wisdom, and the same. They are all like the thoughts of relatives. They must not look forward to the front and back, worry about good or bad, protect their lives, and see them suffering. If they have it, they will be deeply sad, and do not avoid danger, day, night, cold, heat, hunger, thirst and fatigue, and go to rescue them with all their hearts, and have no time to do their jobs to move. In this way, they can be a great doctor for the people, and on the contrary, they are a great thief①.

When they first studied medicine, their master also taught them word by word and practiced them in practice. This is their spirit as a doctor.

Those who were originally humbly asking for advice were now full of excitement. Yes, they were not good at medical skills, but they were eager to learn. This was shameless and there was nothing to say.

They admitted that they knew nothing about the treatment method Wei Zhao used, and they had doubted the feasibility of this method, but they did not deny it easily, but instead asked for advice with a rigorous attitude.

At this moment, they just feel that they are a real doctor and are studying for all kinds of diseases of the people in the world.

Those who questioned it also began to reflect on why they came here even though they were interested in Doctor Wei's medical skills, but now they have no verification and just follow the crowd.

Great doctors, they seem to be ashamed of these two words.

After a long time, needles were heard in the yard. There were dozens of people present, but they were strangely quiet.

In the room, Wei Zhao, Dr. Wang and Dr. Chen sat opposite each other.

"Doctor Wei, Dong Lin has good medical skills and is famous in Luoxiang Mansion, so he is inevitably arrogant. Now that he has not cured his illness, he is cured by you and is not convinced, so he will do this. Don't bother with him." Although Dr. Wang was very disappointed with Dong Lin, he still spoke for him.

Wei Zhao shook his head and said, "I was not angry with him. Doctor Wang, my medical skills were learned when I followed my master to travel around the world. They were different from what ordinary doctors learned. There were too many people who didn't understand. I wanted to wait in the future, find some time to gather some interested people, discuss and communicate together, and pass on this medical skills."

When he heard what he said, not only Dr. Wang, but also Chen Yaozhou and Fang Tan, who were beside him, turned their heads to look at him in disbelief, with surprise and a little disbelief.

He is saying that we should teach this kind of medical skills?

Did you hear that right? Just by relying on the skill of surgery, you can protect Zhao Yi's glory and wealth, but he wants to spread this medical skill?

"Aren't you joking?" Dr. Wang stood up excitedly, his hands trembling a little.

"No, medical skills are originally intended to cure diseases and save people. My master passed this medical skills to me, not to let me use it to seek welfare, but to hope that we can use it to save people.

But my power alone is limited after all, and if I can spread it, I can only exert its due value.

I think my master is in the spirit of heaven and I hope I can do this.”

Wei Zhao has been thinking about this matter recently, rather than being impulsive.

He traveled through a modern clinic, but his clinic could not be seen and could only be used by him alone. However, medical skills require many people to devote themselves to this industry in order to make progress and have the true meaning of its existence.

Only when he spreads his medical skills and is learned, integrated and developed by more people can he promote the progress of medical level in the entire era. Perhaps this is also the meaning of God's time travel.

When Dr. Wang and others heard his affirmative answer, they all stood up excitedly and didn't know what to say to him. Finally, they bent down deeply and bowed to him.

A respected doctor in his sixties salutes to this young man who was not yet qualified. This should have been a very strange scene, but no one present felt that there was anything wrong. They even followed Dr. Wang and bent down to Wei Zhao together.

Wei Zhao was very moved. This is the real doctor. He is obsessed with medicine and specializes in medicine. In order to study medical skills, he does not care about his own gains and losses.

Such a person deserves his admiration and respect.

He reached out and helped Dr. Wang up and said, "Doctor Wang doesn't have to do this. My medical skills are different from your medical skills. They can even be said to be unwilling to be the world and are hindered from filial piety. The young master of the prefect can agree to me for the surgery because he is helpless and can only bet. This time the patients also have no other choice.

But if there are other choices, they probably wouldn't choose this method, so my medical skills will definitely be difficult to implement.

I am willing to spread this medical skills, and I have my own selfish intentions. I hope that a doctor can accept my treatment method, and then slowly influence the patients and change their concepts.

At the same time, find a balance between two medical skills and then blend them, which can better relieve the pain of the patient."

Dr. Wang no longer knows how to express his inner shock at this moment. How rare and precious is a young man who has such a innocent heart!

Although he was selfish in preaching medical skills, how could he not know that with Wei Zhao's two actions, his medical skills were well known and accepted by everyone, it was a matter of time. This selfish intent was just to make them more accepting.

"What are you going to do?" he asked.

Wei Zhao thought for a while and said, "When the patient recovers, I plan to find some doctors who are interested in my medical skills, to communicate with each other dialectically. If any doctor can accept it, then I will accept some doctors and teach them the medical skills."

Dr. Wang nodded, looked at Chen Yaozhou beside him, and his disciples who were full of excitement and impatiently behind him, and then said, "This arrangement is good, why not do this? Let's set a dialectical day first, and while the famous doctors in the city are here now, I will tell them by the way."

Wei Zhao calculated that with the recovery speed of people in this era, Dayong might be discharged from the hospital and went home to maintain his house in ten days. It should be built in Anping Village. It would be better to set the life in half a month.
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