Chapter 869: People from the Ministry of War, who have a stake in the matter, have arrived.
No matter how worried Li San Niang and the others in the Department of Ulcer Medicine were, the second day of the Department of Ulcer Medicine's special session still arrived.
Zhou Aweng was truly lucky. When he went to Chongwen Hall again yesterday afternoon, he was assigned to Wusun Jin, who became his personal physician.
When headaches flare up, the pain is truly unbearable. Even after suffering from the disease for so many years, Mr. Zhou still feels fear of the pain when it strikes.
Although he is not currently experiencing an attack, after being pricked by Wusun Jin yesterday afternoon, Zhou Aweng felt that his mind was much lighter than usual.
"I don't know if it's just my own feeling or if it's true, but I really do feel much lighter."
Sitting at the tea stall, Zhou Aweng said this to the other three patients suffering from headaches who were also selected to go on stage yesterday.
A middle-aged woman dressed in a light green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) sat opposite Zhou Aweng with her young child. After listening to what Zhou Aweng said, she nodded in agreement and said a couple of times, "Isn't that right?"
The doctor who treated me, Dr. Wang, was quite skilled. After being needled for a while, I immediately felt much better.
I thought that since it was so effective the first time, it would be even better next time.
The other two were an old man about the same age as Zhou Aweng and a woman about the same age as the middle-aged woman.
The two were not talkative, but they felt that what Zhou Aweng and the middle-aged woman said made sense, so they sat aside and nodded in agreement.
Old Man Zhou couldn't help but think of the old woman who refused to sign the document yesterday. "That woman didn't agree, she must have some connections and be able to get someone else to treat her, right?"
In the past, I never dared to imagine that I would be so fortunate as to be selected to be treated by such a skilled doctor.
"The Imperial Medical Academy has done a wonderful job organizing this conference! Excellent!"
As Zhou Aweng and the others were talking, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who had run errands for Zhou Aweng yesterday, came to their side again.
The young man first bowed, then replied to Old Man Zhou in a very fast voice: "Master, today is truly different."
A number of armored soldiers were approaching from the front, along with Imperial Guards on horseback.
That's not all. People coming from that direction say quite a few military officers are also riding this way.
Upon hearing the young man's words, Zhou Aweng and the others couldn't help but feel somewhat alarmed.
They weren't afraid of any riots breaking out; this was the Chongwen Academy in Chang'an, how could any fool dare to cause trouble here?
They were surprised that a military officer would be present at a medical exchange conference.
And why are there so many soldiers here?
It should be noted that yesterday, when they were queuing to enter the Chongwen Hall, there were already quite a few Imperial Guards and patrol officers walking back and forth to maintain order and deter petty thieves.
They were already surprised by the number of soldiers here yesterday, but how could they have imagined that even more soldiers would arrive today?
Old Man Zhou felt something was amiss; he feared something big was about to happen today.
Fearing he might not be able to get into Chongwen Hall if he arrived late, even though Old Man Zhou had already sent his shop assistant, Agui, to queue up for him, he still quickly stood up after hearing what the young man said. He cupped his hands in greeting to the other three and said, "Gentlemen, let's hurry up, lest we not be able to get in."
After Zhou Aweng stood in line for almost half an hour, it was almost time for Chongwen Hall to open and check his identity.
As Zhou Aweng stood in the line, he suddenly heard a series of surprised exclamations coming from the back of the line.
Everyone has curiosity, so many people turned their heads to look at the end of the street. They saw two Imperial Guards on horseback leading the way, followed by more than a dozen large horses, and then three or four carriages.
Old Man Zhou had sharp eyes; he noticed that one of the carriages was pulled by two horses.
The horses were fast, and in no time the caravan sped past Zhou Aweng.
Old Man Zhou stood on tiptoe and looked up. Although he couldn't see very clearly, he could tell that the dozen or so horsemen in front of him must be soldiers.
Because after the leading Jinwu Guard soldiers dismounted, they saluted the dozen or so people, and the soldiers standing guard on both sides of the Chongwen Hall entrance came forward to rein in the horses of the dozen or so people.
However, after dismounting, the dozen or so people did not go directly through the main gate, but instead stood still and waited.
The people they were waiting for were naturally the ones riding in the carriages behind them. Zhou Aweng looked at the people getting off the carriages and saw that they were all officials wearing round-necked robes and official hats.
Among them was even a court official dressed in a red robe!
"A high-ranking official from the Ministry of War has arrived. Look at his grandeur."
Wang Shuzheng, who had been waiting at the entrance of Chongwen Hall, led Ning Yizheng, Sun Yizheng, Li Sanniang, and a dozen others to greet Peng Shilang of the Ministry of War, who had just alighted from his carriage.
"Why would I trouble you, Lord Wang, to come and greet me?"
Vice Minister Peng was very respectful, and he first flattered Director Wang, saying, "Director Wang, you did a great job organizing this conference!"
Minister Wang told me that the Imperial Medical Bureau has done a great service that benefits the country and its people.
Who doesn't like to hear nice things, even if they know it's flattery? But who can resist the charm of those words?
After exchanging a few compliments, Wang Shuzheng waved his hand and led Vice Minister Peng and the others toward the inner hall.
Yes, today's event is a special session for ulcer doctors, and we have officials from the Ministry of War and more than a dozen generals in attendance.
All this is to support the Department of Ulcer Treatment of the Imperial Medical Academy!
After all, it's inevitable to get injured on the battlefield, and who wouldn't want to live after being wounded? Who would want to suffer long-term health problems?
Doesn't this demonstrate the importance of physicians in the Department of Surgical Medicine at the Imperial Medical Academy?
Not to mention, the previous war with the Eastern Turks had already proven that surgeons were indeed useful.
Nearby are the soldiers who are still fighting in Annam in the south, and they have received a lot of kindness from the Imperial Medical Bureau.
After the Ministry of War officials were ushered inside, the civilians still queuing outside finally had something to say.
Old Man Zhou listened as the two people next to him talked back and forth about what they had just seen.
"Is that a general who leads troops into battle? He looks very heroic and extraordinary."
"It should be. The Imperial Guards saluted them, so they must be from the military."
As the two were talking, a third person jumped in and joined in.
"Ah, no need to say more, they are soldiers."
Didn't you see the people in the carriage behind?
The man who stepped out of the carriage was a high-ranking official, wearing a red robe; he was at least a third-rank official.
The noisy crowd made the street very lively, but thankfully, before the sun became too strong, the queuing commoners were allowed to enter the inner hall.
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