Dean Chen quickly waved his hand and forced a smile before saying, "Miss Jiang has misunderstood. Zi Xun truly deserves his punishment."
Although I cherish talent, I won't say anything more in his defense. After all, it's a fact that he intended to murder General Wei, and it's already good that he's still alive.
What I wanted to ask the young lady was, "Have you ever considered joining the Imperial Medical Academy?"
He had originally pinned his hopes for revitalizing the Imperial Medical Academy on Liu Zixun, after all, this man was exceptionally talented in medicine, young, and practically the best in the Imperial Medical Academy.
But this just had to happen. Although he was heartbroken, he knew it was the best outcome.
But the Imperial Medical Academy is now finding it hard to wait.
If no outstanding young generation of imperial physicians emerges, the Imperial Medical Academy may truly become a mere decoration in the future.
These old men are truly getting old; they won't be able to stay in the Imperial Hospital for much longer. Both their medical skills and physical abilities are declining.
If it weren't for Jiang Yimian and that old Chen, they probably wouldn't have discovered that Wei Jinghai was poisoned at all.
The Imperial Medical Academy of today is indeed not as good as it used to be.
But if this person could enter the Imperial Hospital, he believed that with his medical skills, the Imperial Hospital would surely recover gradually.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yimian simply asked, "How are people assessed for entering the Imperial Medical Academy these days?"
Assassin Chen assumed that Jiang Yimian had agreed to enter the Imperial Hospital, and a genuine smile quickly appeared on his wrinkled face. “Miss Jiang, if you want to enter the Imperial Hospital, you don’t need to go through the review process. This old man will vouch for you. You can enter the Imperial Hospital directly.”
Those who needed to be examined were people whose medical skills they didn't know. But this person in front of them was different. Just Jiang Yimian's skill in using silver needles to detoxify was enough to show them that this person was no ordinary person.
Nowadays, even the most skilled acupuncturists in the Imperial Medical Academy probably couldn't do what Jiang Yimian did.
Jiang Yimian simply smiled and said, "I don't plan to join the Imperial Medical Academy, but I can offer the Academy Director a few suggestions."
Although I don't know if it will be effective, I think the Imperial Medical Academy needs some changes.
If Academician Chen is willing to listen, I can offer some suggestions based on my understanding.
Dean Chen was taken aback, but quickly nodded, "Please speak, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Yimian thought for a while before saying, "As far as I know, all the young medical officers in the Imperial Medical Academy are currently transferred from the Imperial Medical Bureau."
Among them were people from imperial physician families, but since they all learned from the same system, they inevitably had limitations.
The Imperial Medical Academy might as well try teaching ordinary people. Although ordinary people do not have the same systematic teaching as the Imperial Medical Bureau, there are many people among them who have a talent for medicine.
The Imperial Medical Academy could conduct examinations open to the public. Those who passed the examinations could enter the Imperial Medical Academy together, starting as medical officers and gradually becoming imperial physicians.
Although it may not achieve the results the Dean desires, it is still a path, and the Dean may wish to give it a try.
Another suggestion is to establish a Medical Prescription Bureau, where doctors from both the common people and the Imperial Medical Academy can write down their prescriptions for various ailments and exchange ideas. This way, medical skills can be better passed down, and everyone can improve together.
Nowadays, the Imperial Medical Bureau is not a place for ordinary people to enter. Those who can study there are either very rich or very noble, and they even need to know some high-ranking officials and have their guarantees in order to be admitted.
Such an environment naturally made it difficult for people to concentrate on studying medicine, so it was quite normal for the Imperial Medical Academy to gradually decline in power.
If the Imperial Medical Academy wants to make changes, simply recruiting one or two highly skilled doctors won't work.
Dean Chen remained silent for a long while before finally saying, "Thank you, Miss Jiang. I will give your suggestion a try."
The atmosphere in the Imperial Medical Academy is indeed not quite right now. Almost all the medical officers look down on ordinary doctors, always thinking that those people only know a little bit but dare to treat people, unlike them, who have all been trained by the Imperial Medical Bureau.
They thought too highly of themselves and looked down on everyone, ultimately becoming stagnant and closed-minded.
Even Liu Zixun was initially looked down upon when he entered the Imperial Hospital. If he hadn't taken a liking to him, Liu Zixun would probably still be sitting on the sidelines in some pharmacy.
The Imperial Medical Academy needs a thorough overhaul.
On their way back, Jiang Yimian and Lu Cijian were surrounded by darkness, with only a few houses in the distance lit by candlelight, barely enough to make out the path ahead.
The two walked side by side, and occasionally patrolling soldiers would pass by and greet them.
After a long silence, Lu Cijian asked curiously, "Why did you initially think Liu Zixun was wrong?"
That should have been the first time Jiang Yimian and Liu Zixun met.
The intuition is terrifying—to sense something's off about someone after just one meeting, and then actually catch them in the end.
Jiang Yimian just tilted her head and smiled, looking at Lu Cijian, "Do you think I'm amazing?"
Lu Cijian chuckled softly, looked down at the person beside him, and said seriously, "Yes, Mianmian is very capable."
It was so amazing that even he was surprised. This kind of intuition couldn't be developed overnight. He was really curious about why Mianmian had such a strong ability to sense danger.
He wanted to know about Mianmian's past, but she had never mentioned it. He didn't know where to begin asking, or whether Mianmian's past was something worth remembering for her.
If not, he would rather not know, as long as he could stay with Mianmian forever.
Seeing the person beside her fall silent, Jiang Yimian asked curiously, "Didn't you want to know why I'm convinced that Liu Zixun has a problem?"
"There's always a price to pay for finding the answer, Lord Lu."
The girl's eyes crinkled into crescents, her smile sly, and she seemed to shimmer in the dim light.
Lu Cijian was momentarily lost in thought, but in the end he just smiled helplessly and stared at the person in front of him seriously, saying, "Mianmian can have whatever she wants, including me."
The person in front of her spoke sincerely, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes stared intently at her, seemingly with some kind of seduction, which made Jiang Yimian's face flush slightly.
Why did she feel that something was off about what he was saying?
The instigator, oblivious to everything, lowered his head and slowly moved closer until the two were almost touching, their breaths mingling.
Just as those two slightly upturned thin lips were about to fall, Jiang Yimian pushed them away.
Lu Cijian was stunned for a moment, his deep eyes still carrying a trace of lingering desire.
Jiang Yimian met those burning eyes and was startled. She quickly looked away and said with feigned dissatisfaction, "What use are you to me? You should at least be rich and powerful."
She's not so easily fooled.
The fervor and doubt in Lu Cijian's eyes eventually turned into a smile. He said earnestly, "Alright, but it probably won't amount to a fortune. However, I certainly won't disappoint Mianmian."
Moge also has many restaurants and shops, earning a lot of money. Since Mianmian likes them, he will have Wang San send all the dividends to the Jiang family when they return to the capital.
Jiang Yimian was satisfied and stopped keeping her in suspense, saying, "Don't you think Liu Zixun and the King of Chu look somewhat alike?"
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