Chapter 1289 Discussion
Mr. Zhuang had obviously specialized in studying the past of the Imperial Hospital. He spoke very clearly and logically, and not only the three Bai Shan children, but also Xiang Mingxue were stunned.
In the previous dynasty, the Imperial Medical Bureau would teach students how to prevent diseases among the people. There was also a Shang Pharmacy in the Menxia Province that purchased and stored medicinal materials. If an epidemic occurred, the medicine would be distributed to the people.
Mr. Zhuang said, "I asked Mr. Jiang. Although the Imperial Medical Bureau is still under the name of the Taichang Temple, it is no longer under the management of the Taichang Temple. It has become a separate department and is now managed by Xiao Yuan."
"The Director of the Imperial Hospital is of the fourth rank, only one rank lower than the Minister of the Imperial Rites." Mr. Zhuang raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Shan and Man Bao. Although he didn't know what plan they had discussed, he knew that the disciple is best served by the teacher. He said, "If you want to transform the Imperial Hospital into the Imperial Medical Bureau and establish a Women's Hospital next to it, it will probably be difficult."
Bai Shan asked curiously, "Who was the former head of the Imperial Medical Bureau?"
"There are two Imperial Physicians, and they are only of the seventh rank."
Everyone thought, no wonder it was not easy, if the old system was restored, Xiao Yuanzheng would be promoted from the fourth rank to the seventh rank.
After Mr. Zhuang finished explaining the basics to them, he sat down leisurely and waited to eat the venison.
Manbao thought for a moment and said, "Why do we have to keep moving forward after we've changed? Can't we just keep changing what we've learned?"
Bai Shan said, "Do you want to learn the system of the Imperial Medical Bureau, but maintain your current official rank?"
Manbao nodded.
Bai Shan also thought it was feasible. Xiang Mingxue, who had listened for a while and understood the whole story, laughed and said, "How can such a good thing happen in this world? You want both, but I'm afraid you can't get either one."
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly and smiled, "The Imperial Medical Bureau system will necessitate the addition of many officials. If you still want to maintain the current official rank, the cost of the Imperial Medical Bureau will increase dramatically. This will not only affect the Imperial Rites Temple, but also the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue. They may not agree."
Manbao and Baishan looked at each other and fell into deep thought.
Seeing that the venison was cooked, Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "This matter cannot be settled in a short time. Why don't you calm down and think about what kind of Imperial Medical Bureau and Female Imperial Hospital you want before discussing these systems."
"As for the interests involved, that's none of your business," he said with a smile. "Young people won't grow tall if they think too much. A few collisions won't cause any harm."
I have really considered everything, but I lack the sharpness, and things may go wrong in the end.
When Bai Shan and Man Bao heard this, they felt relieved and their thoughts became more open.
The two looked at each other and began to think seriously about what kind of Imperial Medical Bureau and Imperial Female Hospital they wanted.
No, I should ask, what kind of Imperial Medical Bureau and Imperial Female Hospital does Manbao want?
Her original intention was to allow female doctors to see patients and prescribe medicine, and to train more female doctors. But from what the gentleman said just now, it seemed that the Imperial Medical Bureau could do a lot of things in the past. So, could the female doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau also do these things in the future?
Manbao was ambitious, Baishan helped her improve her ideas, and Bai Erlang added fuel to the fire. As a result, the three of them wrote more and more things in the notebook, and they became more and more outrageous.
When Mr. Zhuang saw it the next morning, he saw a lot of suggestions scribbled on the notebook. He looked over it carefully, then smiled and shook his head. He didn't ask them to revise it, but said, "Since you want to do this, why don't you write a proposal? When the Queen asks about it, you will have an answer."
Manbao scratched his head and asked, "How do you write the table?"
Mr. Zhuang narrowed his eyes with a smile, stood up, and began to rummage around at his desk. After a long while, he pulled out an old memorial and showed it to them. He said, "I borrowed this from Mr. Jiang. Take a look at it. If you don't understand something, ask me. This memorial is a copy of the remonstration submitted by Yuan Zheng, a famous minister of the previous dynasty, to the last emperor. Please don't damage it, because I have to return it to Mr. Jiang later."
Manbao took the letter and nodded blankly.
Then he went to study with Bai Shan and Bai Erlang. Bai Erlang got a headache when he saw the densely packed characters. He turned his head slightly and said, "You two study it. I'll make a draft for you when you read it later."
Bai Shan couldn't bear to see him being lazy, so he said, "Go to the bookshelf and see if there are any medical books. We can use them as reference later."
"Goodbye, don't you know what books are at home?" Bai Erlang said, "If you want to find a book, you have to go to the library. I won't do this for nothing."
Manbao also nodded, "Yes, we know all the books in the house."
Mr. Zhuang, standing by, coughed lightly and said, "Well, it's getting late. Those who need to go to school should go, and those who need to see patients should go."
Manbao stood up and handed the booklet to Bai Shan, "Here, I give it to you. I'm going to the Li Mansion to see Han Wu Niang today, and then I'll go to the palace to report to the Queen."
Bai Shan said, "I can go to the library at noon or after school in the afternoon. Remember not to promise the Queen yet."
"Don't worry, I won't agree to her."
Bai Shan felt relieved, then he put away the book and prepared his book basket to go out.
The three of them got on the carriage and went out together. When Mr. Zhuang saw that they had all left, he thought for a moment, turned around, packed up, and went out as well.
The weather was very cold, and there were far fewer people on the streets than usual, and even fewer people coming to Jishidiang for medical treatment.
After seeing five patients and waiting for no new patients to come, Manbao said something to the shopkeeper Zheng and prepared to go to Li's house with Xiaoshao.
Zheng Da, the shopkeeper, took out a box and handed it to Xiao Shao, saying, "This is the high-quality bird's nest that the Li family ordered from the shop. Take it to them. Oh, and here's the bill. Remember to ask them to settle the previous bill as well."
Manbao came forward curiously to take a look and couldn't help but exclaim, "This bird's nest is so expensive."
Shopkeeper Zheng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It's a rare thing, so of course it's valuable."
He said cheerfully, "Mrs. Han Wu suffered a lot during this childbirth. The Li and Han families have ordered a lot of nourishing herbs from me, including ginseng. When I send them over, please remind them to wait until she is out of confinement and her health is stable before eating these."
Manbao: "...Who would think of eating ginseng when they are in good health?"
"Why not? Use it to make soup or stew chicken. It's a top-notch tonic. It's called medicinal food, understand?" Shopkeeper Zheng patted her head and said with a smile, "Health preservation relies on daily accumulation. Why do you have to wait until you're sick to take medicine?"
Manbao thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so he wrote it down.
In order to prevent herself from forgetting, she said to Xiao Shao after getting in the car, "Remember to remind me after the ginseng is delivered to the Li Mansion. I'm afraid I'll forget it."
Xiao Shao agreed.
Manbao came to massage Han Wu Niangzi's abdomen and give her acupuncture. After massaging her until she cried out, he slowly withdrew the needles and said, "The cold weather is a good thing. You won't catch a cold, but don't put too many braziers in the house. Your wound should scab over in seven or eight days."
Lady Han Wu agreed, her face still pale, and asked, "Can the scar on my stomach be removed?"
Man Bao said, "It's impossible to completely remove it. I'll ask Shopkeeper Zheng if he has any ointment to lighten the scars. I'll send you some to make them less noticeable."
See you at 9pm
(End of this chapter)
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