Chapter 38 Wang Jian: Your Majesty's Promise, I Have Received
On the first day of class, Doctor Xia got up early, and her three roommates also woke up early.
"I've had the good fortune to witness the abilities of immortals. Bringing the dead back to life is like a miracle."
She recalled the scene not long ago at the farm on the outskirts of the city where an immortal used his magic to save the dying woman in labor, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
"If I can learn even a little bit, it will be enough for me to cure diseases and save lives."
Her three roommates also pestered her along the way, asking her to tell them about the immortals' deeds. Childbirth, while not something to be trifled with, was something they all had to go through. Even if it weren't for the title of immortal student, learning more would be beneficial.
"I wonder if the Immortal will allow the medical skills to be passed on to others?"
They can't always be their own doctors when they give birth, but it would be nice if the maids around them could do the same, as they would be both loyal and capable.
Song Jing put down her chopsticks and sighed softly: "No one's secret skills can be passed on casually. If it weren't for the mercy of the immortal, we wouldn't have this opportunity." She still remembers the difficulties her elder brother encountered when he became an apprentice.
Doctor Xia objected, saying, "The immortals took pity on women who had difficulty giving birth and established a class to teach midwifery techniques in the hope of preventing unnecessary deaths."
Both of them had their reasons, and they argued endlessly for a while. Wang Yu acted as a mediator, trying to prevent them from quarreling.
As for Shao Lan, she was staring intently at the new things in the cafeteria.
This menu is good, with dishes and prices listed on it, so customers can choose by themselves, avoiding misunderstandings caused by the waiter's incorrect reporting or unclear pronunciation.
As for the food serving window, all the dishes are prepared in advance, so those guests who are in a hurry can eat hot meals in time; there is also a method of selling one meat, one vegetable and one rice together, which is very suitable for those families who hire craftsmen to do the work.
Shao Lan's eyes were almost not enough, and she wished she could go back and write a few store renovation plans.
"As expected of an immortal's territory, anything here is a good idea to make money."
"Shaolan, what are you mumbling about in the corner? Eat quickly, it's time to go to class." Wang Yu saw that she had hardly touched the food on her plate and just kept looking around, so he hurriedly reminded her.
Shao Lan was brought back to her senses by the voice. She looked carefully and found that her roommates had finished eating and she was the only one left. She couldn't help but smile embarrassedly and hurriedly lowered her head to eat her breakfast.
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When they arrived at the classroom, they found Princess Yangzi already sitting by the podium waiting for them. They all covered their faces in shame, and sat down in a random seat nearby, not daring to make a sound.
Doctor Xia sat in her seat, and out of the corner of her eye she saw countless glances flying back and forth. It was obvious that everyone was only quiet on the surface, and in fact no one had ever heard any communication.
This made her start to worry about whether the immortal's teaching would go smoothly.
These people are all daughters of wealthy families, and it is obvious that they are not midwives. People like her who follow their elders to practice medicine are mostly from well-educated families and have open-minded elders.
As far as she knew, at least half of the people who came here wanted to establish a relationship with the immortals, but there were not many people who came here to study medicine.
But then I thought, could it be that the immortal didn't think of this? The immortal must have had a deeper meaning in choosing them.
As I was daydreaming, time passed quietly.
Ding ding ding——
A crisp bell rang, and light footsteps were heard outside the door.
The immortal is coming!
Princess Yangzi stood up and walked to the door to greet them. Other colleges also took a quick look at their decorations to make sure they were not being disrespectful.
"Good, no one is late." Wei Shengxue put down the toolbox in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
She knew that very few of those present would become doctors or nurses after leaving the training class.
Midwives are people of the lowest class.
Noble ladies like them basically look down on it, let alone do it themselves.
But there is no way. There are very few literate people in this world, especially women. Basically, only aristocratic women are not illiterate.
She is not a medical student, and her teaching method is simple explanations accompanied by a large amount of systematic text and video materials. It is impossible to learn if you are illiterate.
To be on the safe side, she asked in class, "I'm using the new font throughout the course. Have you all learned it?"
Seeing them all nod, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had no problem with the basic language and writing.
When she first gave the medical book to Xia Wuqie, she also attached a set of font comparison tables. After that, it spread and after a few months of fermentation, now almost all the wealthy families in Xianyang City have learned the regular script and Song style that she gave.
Ah, mentioning Xia Wuqie, she suddenly remembered that she had not yet finished copying most of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" she promised.
I'll hand it over to you later. I'll do the hard work for you.
Wei Shengxue gathered her thoughts, her eyes sliding across everyone's face with a kind smile on her face: "Everyone, I know that most of you will not become doctors, let alone midwives."
She raised her hand, suppressing the panicked retort that was about to come. "I chose you, but it doesn't mean you have to follow this path. My knowledge comes from the selfless teachings of my predecessors. Now I teach you, and I hope you won't keep it to yourself when you return, but spread this life-saving knowledge."
Everyone stood up and saluted in unison: "We will follow the immortal's instructions."
"Before class begins, I have two requests."
She held up a finger. "One, when you go back, you must teach one hundred people about midwifery. One hundred people who will actually do it."
She held up a second finger. "Second, record the case of every mother they deliver, create a compilation of maternal births, and make it public."
"If you can do it, you stay; if you can't make the promise, please leave. I will recruit a new batch."
A few minutes passed and no one left the classroom.
"Then I'll take that as your agreement. Let's begin the class now. The first lesson will be about basic first aid."
Wei Shengxue has never taught a class before. It can even be said that she is not suitable to be a teacher. This time she basically read from the textbook.
But what she taught us about how to rescue someone from drowning, how to deal with adults and children who choke while eating, how to quickly stop bleeding from a wound, etc., are all hard-core practical stuff, and the methods are simple and easy to use. Even a master teaching his apprentice would not be so meticulous and hands-on.
So everyone listened with fascination, absorbing knowledge like a sponge absorbs water.
"The next thing to talk about is: disinfection."
Wei Shengxue turned around and wrote these two words on the blackboard.
He chattered on about common sense in the interstellar age, such as drinking raw water would cause abdominal pain and eating raw food would cause infection, and advised them to drink boiled water as much as possible.
"These are the forceps." She took out the prepared forceps from the toolbox and showed them to everyone.
"I'm not good at this part, so I'll ask a professional to explain it to you. Students sitting by the window, please draw the curtains."
As Wei Shengxue spoke, he turned on the Xiuxian World version of the projector.
A ray of light fell on the white paper on the blackboard, and a few words appeared with the light, which immediately caused bursts of exclamations.
After coming here, Wei Shengxue had experienced the imaginary deceptions of the world of immortal cultivation. She was so ignorant that she was shocked by the slightest new thing she saw. She was no longer surprised by it. This time, she did not explain and said directly:
"Now, we have teachers from the medical school giving you a lecture. Listen carefully and don't forget to take notes."
All the students in their seats nodded immediately, picked up their pens, dipped them in ink, spread out the paper, held their heads high and chests puffed out, their faces full of humility and eagerness to learn.
Then, Wei Shengxue inserted the memory jade slip into the projection stone.
There was a click, and the sound of the two connecting was heard.
The next second, a clear figure appeared on the blackboard covered with white paper, and a flat, smooth electronic voice echoed in the classroom, "Step one, prenatal checkup, disinfect all tools..."
The noble ladies of the Qin Dynasty: ???!!!
The ink-dipped pen in his hand fell to the table with a "plop". His mouth was wide open and his eyes were round. He didn't even realize that the brush had rolled down and stained his sleeves.
They stared blankly at the people moving on the white paper...
This, what is this?
There's someone inside the paper?!
They can still move!!
Are they locked in?
No no no, the immortal said, this is the teacher who comes to teach?!
The immortal’s teacher is the old immortal?
But, but…
It was not until the video in the memory jade slip was finished playing and the electronic sound echoing in the classroom suddenly disappeared that everyone came back to their senses in a daze.
But every face is still filled with "Who am I?", "Where am I?", "What did I just see?"
The question marks in their heads almost materialized on their faces.
Wang Yu reached out and pinched her thigh hard. The intense pain barely dispelled the dreamlike trance. She poked the female doctor Xia sitting next to her and said, "Jianjia, you have seen immortals cast spells before. Do you know what this is?"
Doctor Xia wiped her face, her eyes becoming firm. "What comes from an immortal is definitely not ordinary. This is the teaching method of the immortal world, so it's normal for mortals like us not to understand."
Don’t ask, the answer is that immortals can do everything.
Wei Shengxue stood aside when the video started playing. She was not surprised to see their reaction at this time. She was just worried that she had to watch it several times and lunch might have to be delayed.
As for them, just watch them a few more times. You will be surprised by what you have never seen before. There will be many more videos to watch in the future.
After pressing the loop play button, Wei Shengxue chose a corner in the classroom to sit down and counted the merits that had been credited to the system recently.
The system opened the panel and displayed the progress bar in front of her.
[You earned 200,000 in merit. You spent 80,000 on healing and 10,000 on exchanging for supplies. Now you have 110,000 left. You need to earn more than 100 million.]
Wei Shengxue originally thought that the income was quite a lot, but when he heard the total amount required, his face immediately fell.
"No, why would I need so much merit? Where can I find so much merit?"
I didn't notice it when I was so excited, but after I calmed down and thought about it, I realized that she didn't seem to need so much merit.
Don't you want to ascend to immortality? Don't you want to travel freely between the stars? Don't you want to visit other immortal worlds?
'I think. '
【Then let’s accumulate merits. 】
"But this is too much. With so much merit, I would have to imitate Nuwa and mend the sky to get enough."
The system suddenly switched to a soft and cute loli voice: [Host, have you forgotten? Let Daqin accumulate luck to exchange for spiritual veins~]
The Heavenly Dao is silent, spiritual energy dissipates, and even destiny is difficult to coalesce into form. You don't need to do much, just use what you've learned to help them fill in their lost inheritance. Once the Great Qin's destiny coalesces and a spiritual vein is exchanged, you can sit back and reap the rewards.
"How much further does the Great Qin's national destiny still need?"
The system pulled up another progress bar, and she almost couldn't find the color.
The system comforted her: [Preliminary preparations are complete, the emperor has ordered the opening of a factory, and prices will rise soon.]
'Really? '
The system replaced it with a steady, mature, and gentle female voice: [Of course.]
**
Zhangtai Palace, court meeting.
The focus of today's court discussion is:
——Where is the factory located?
A factory has opened locally, so people need to be hired, roads need to be repaired, and taxes need to be collected...
Although the Qin State had no actual fiefdoms, it did have fiefdoms. They had no influence over the appointment of local officials and the military, but a portion of the tax revenue went to them.
With such visible benefits, who wouldn’t want to fight for it if they have the chance?
Struggles for interests are never simple, so what appeared to be a simple matter of setting up a factory dragged on for seven or eight days, which was rare even in the highly efficient Qin State.
In the end, Ying Zheng overcame all objections and issued an order:
"Jingyang is rich in mineral resources, including limestone, iron ore, sand and gravel, and has a well-developed water system, which is convenient for water transportation. A lime plant, ironworks, cement plant, etc. will be established in Jingyang."
Jingyang was the fief of Wang Jian, Marquis of Wucheng.
He lowered his eyes and met Wang Jian's eyes, which suddenly widened. He slowed his tone and spoke in a barely perceptible tone of comfort: "Marquis Wucheng, the matter of selecting a site and building the factory is now up to you."
Wang Jian, with rare impertinence, looked directly into the emperor's face. After a long moment, he slowly leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, I will certainly live up to your trust."
He received His Majesty's promise.
——Your Majesty is not King Zhaoxiang, and the Wang family will not be the next Wu'an Jun.
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