Chapter 225 Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases

  Thinking of the grown-up in my family, apart from this martial arts, what I have learned from him over the past ten years is actually not as much as my elder brother taught.

  In his eyes, there is only that elder brother.

  Now I have both the share of the ranch and the share of the textile workshop, plus this official position, which one was not given by my brother?

  If you make more contributions during this trip, everything will add up, if you want money, you have money, if you have an official position, you have an official position, if you want credit, you have credit. In this generation, except for the two of Guan Zhang, I am afraid that no one can compare with me.

   In this way, how can I rely on my family?

   You can even support the eldest brother in turn. In the eyes of adults who only value the eldest brother, this should be happy.

  Brother’s words are correct, only the world that you broke through by yourself is your own.

  Relying on the family, you will eventually be fettered by others, how can you feel so happy and at ease now?

"what happened?"

  Feng Yong threw the wooden board on the table with a bang, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "How come your homework has deteriorated these days? Can you do such a simple question wrong?"

  Amei, who was sitting in front of him, lowered her head and twisted the corners of her clothes with her hands. She probably knew that there was something wrong with what she did, so she immediately knelt down, "I'm sorry, my servant failed my expectations."

  For such an extremely docile student who never disappointed him, Feng Yong really didn't know how to deal with this situation.

   "Obviously I learned literacy very quickly, why did it become like this when I learned mathematics? Don't you like mathematics? That's not right, I thought it was pretty good before!"

  Feng Yong looked at Amei who was kneeling on the ground, feeling a little irritable.

   Such a good seedling, if he is like Yaomei who stayed behind in Zhuangzi, and loses his motivation after half of his studies, it will really disappoint him.

   "Brother, don't worry, I see that Ah Mei is always a little restless these days, is there something on her mind?"

   Guan Ji, who has been by Feng Yong's side all these days, came over at this time and poured Feng Yong a bowl of water.

Then he picked up the wooden board and looked at it, and said with a smile, "My brother taught Amei these things, and my younger sister listened to them all the time. Now I look at the things on it, but I can't even understand them. Amei can learn this step." , is already considered rare.”

  Although Nanxiang County is called a county, its population is not as large as that of a village over Jincheng.

   Li Qiu was able to agree to be the county magistrate of this few people, all because of the face of Feng Yong and Li Yi.

  The place is desolate, so the danger is high. In addition, Feng Yong is running all over the mountains and plains with people these days. Guan Ji is really worried, so she follows him all the time and rarely leaves his side.

  Beauty is very kind, Feng Yong naturally listens to what Guan Ji says.

   "What's on your mind?"

  Feng Yong looked at Amei who was still kneeling on the ground, and said, "Get up first. You are a girl, you can read and read after eating and warming every day. What can you worry about about the life of a girl?"

Amei responded, and when she got up, she glanced at Guan Ji gratefully, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Master, the servant girl does have something on her mind, but she doesn't dare to disturb the master, that's why she is restless these days." of."

  Feng Yong was stunned, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Guan Ji, thinking, when did Guan Ji start caring about such a little maid?

  Guan Ji noticed Feng Yong's eyes, and just pursed her lips into a smile without speaking.

   It's just that he didn't see it. When he turned his head back, Guan Ji's eyes fell on the woman's hair that Amei was coiling up for a while, and then she took it away.

   "Tell me, what happened?"

  Knowing that Ah Mei has something on her mind instead of being self-motivated, Feng Yong relieved himself of a level of worry, and began to care about himself, his personal maid.

   "My lord, that... In this world, do you think there will be two people named Zhang Ji?"

  Amei got Feng Yong's permission, and finally mustered up the courage to ask.

   "Of course there will be. This big man has a general named Ma Zhong, and there is also a general named Ma Zhong in Soochow. Isn't this a normal thing?"

  Feng Yong answered casually, what mentally retarded questions does this girl ask?

   There are only about 3,000 Chinese characters in common use. How many people use Chinese characters for their names? How could it not be repeated?

   "Then...the one who knows medicine and is also called Zhang Ji?"

   Ah Mui had a little hope on her face this time, and asked with some worry.

"What's the meaning?"

  Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat, "Say it clearly!"

   Zhang Ji, the sage of medicine, is Feng Tubie's greatest regret, and at the same time left a big gap in the history of Chinese medicine.

   "Before the maidservant's lord left, he left a few books for the maidservant."

  Amei lowered her head again and said softly.

"I know!"

   This dead girl can really suffocate people when she speaks, Feng Yong interrupted her impatiently, "Get to the point!"

   "Those books seem to be medical books, and it says they were written by Zhang Ji..."

   Damn it!

  Before Amei finished speaking, Feng Tubie suddenly got up and overturned all the bowls on the table excitedly. He didn't care about the water splashing all over the table, and immediately crossed the table and grabbed Amei's arm.

   "Where's the book? Where's the book?! Is it called Treatise on Febrile Diseases? Isn't it?"

  Amei showed a look of extreme surprise on her face, "The handmaid can't read all the words on it, but there is indeed the word typhoid."

   "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, it must be the theory of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases! It must be!"

  Feng Yong said again and again, as if he was also cheering himself up, as if this could give him a little more confidence.

  Damn it, if it’s true about treatise on febrile disease and miscellaneous diseases, I will give away everything in my hands, and I will keep this medical book of “the ancestor of all prescriptions”.

   "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases", even in later generations, has always been one of the main basic courses offered by Chinese medical colleges.

  Traditional Chinese medicine superstition?

  I bought a watch last year!

  Science was so advanced at that time. In the year of SARS around the world, those unfilial children and grandchildren still had to read this book obediently, hoping to find out the method and theoretical basis for treating SARS?

  It is said that the products of the island country are good, but few people know that among the Chinese patent medicines produced by some famous Chinese medicine pharmaceutical factories and pharmaceutical companies in the island country, Shanghan prescriptions account for at least 60%, and most of them are Zhang Zhongjing prescriptions.

   What's more, the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" of later generations is basically a fragmented version, and many parts about miscellaneous diseases are incomplete.

  The fragmentary copies are so awesome, if I get the full copy, how can I still get it?

   "Brother, don't get excited, brother."

  Guan Ji saw the pained expression on Amei's face, but she didn't dare to struggle, so she quickly helped to pull away Feng Yong's hand that was holding Amei's arm tightly.

   At the same time, she was also a little strange. This is just a medical book, not a classic book handed down from generation to generation. Why is her brother so excited?

   Even though Feng Yong was pulled away, he still stared at Amei, "Where is the book? Where is the book?"

  How can I not be excited?

  National treasure too!

  (end of this chapter)