Chapter 489 Shen Lanxi's Medical School Plan!
Shen Lanxi: "Zhou Ruyuan isn't stupid; he won't believe it."
Che Mingyuan's follower, Si Cao, remained silent.
"I did mention to you that I was poisoned twice. The first time was milder, and I have some thoughts about it," Shen Lanxi said, cutting through the fog of confusion.
Che Mingyuan's eyes lit up: "If you want to poison Zhou Ze, why poison him twice? Could it be that the two poisonings were not done by the same person?"
Shen Lanxi's eyes flashed: "The person who poisoned us is very likely from the Zhennan Prince's Mansion."
"Ban Si Cao, take the imperial physicians there immediately to find the source of the poison."
Ban Si Cao: "Yes!"
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Upon seeing his son's body, Shen Yuantang's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Remembering Ban Sicao's earlier words, Zhou Ruyuan immediately ordered the Prince's Mansion to be sealed off.
"Bring all those who have been in contact with the young master to me."
When Ban Sicao led her people to the Prince's Mansion, the courtyard was already filled with kneeling people.
"I am acting on the orders of the Regent to assist Your Highness in finding the true culprit!"
Zhou Ruyuan stared coldly at Ban Sicao, his expression indifferent, his heart burning with anger.
Jiang Wuyai: "Your Highness, the Regent is probably afraid that the blame for the young master's death will fall on her!"
Zhou Ruyuan clenched his fists tightly. His son was dead, but Shen Lanxi was only thinking about clearing her name and exonerating herself.
If she had sent the imperial advisor in the first place, her son wouldn't have died.
After Shen Yuantang woke up, she struggled to get up to see her son. As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Ban Sicao arrive. She immediately shook off the maid and pounced on her like a madwoman.
"You killed my son! If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't have died! I'll make you pay with your life!" Shen Yuantang was stopped by the Imperial Guards just as he was about to touch Ban Si Cao.
The pain of losing her son has driven Shen Yuantang to madness, making her act like a rabid dog, biting anyone she can get her hands on.
Ban Sicao wouldn't let herself be wronged for nothing, and retorted directly: "If you hadn't held me back at the palace gate and wasted time, your son might not have died. You're the only one to blame; you're the one who killed your son!"
Shen Yuantang kept struggling toward Ban Sicao, howling as he tried.
Ban Sicao looked at Zhou Ruyuan: "The Regent is trusted by His Majesty, and so is the Grand Preceptor. Moreover, the Grand Preceptor is a disciple of Guiguzi; apart from His Majesty, probably no one in the world can command him. Your Highness, please reconsider!"
Zhou Ruyuan glared at Ban Sicao, feeling resentful, but he also knew that the Imperial Preceptor was not someone Shen Lanxi could sway.
Ban Sicao: "Our Prince has already sent someone to invite the Imperial Advisor. The Imperial Advisor is busy preparing medicine for His Majesty, which is a crucial stage, and cannot leave. I don't need to tell you which is more important, do I?"
Of course, His Majesty values him more. He is merely a grandson of the emperor, and a son born out of wedlock. His Majesty may have long forgotten that he even has such a grandson.
But...did his son just die without any explanation?
Just because His Majesty's life is more important than his son's, does that mean his son deserves to die?
Why couldn't the Emperor take the time to treat his son before going back home, since his illness wasn't an emergency?
For the first time, Zhou Ruyuan understood the importance of power and regretted his previous indecisiveness and hesitation.
Shen Yuantang went mad, making wild accusations and accusations.
"Shen Lanxi, if you have a problem, come at me! Why are you hurting my child?"
"I'm your own sister! Don't you even care about blood ties? Are you even human?"
"Your Highness, why didn't you save our child? If you had sought help from the Imperial Advisor from the beginning, our son wouldn't have died. He was so young, and he longed for his father every day. Your Highness, even if you don't like me, Ze'er is still your child..."
"Why must my son and I become the victims of your power struggle with my older sister? Why must your feud drag us innocent people into it..."
Zhou Ruyuan, his face dark with displeasure, couldn't stand it any longer. If Shen Yuantang continued, she might implicate someone else.
"The concubine has gone mad. Take her to your room and keep her under strict guard. She is not to come out without my order. If she continues to ramble on, gag her!"
Four burly old women gagged Shen Yuantang and dragged her towards her residence.
Zhou Ruyuan was heavy-hearted; his previous ambitions for the expedition had long since vanished.
Ban Sicao: "Your Highness, I will begin the interrogation."
Zhou Ruyuan was preoccupied and had no interest in interrogating her. He simply stood aside, watching to see how Ban Sicao would handle the situation.
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"Isn't General Wei on duty today?" After Zhou Ze's death, Shen Lanxi wanted to push forward with the medical field as soon as possible, so she delegated all her official duties and wanted to take a trip to the Imperial Hospital.
Wei Dongzhu was usually on duty in the corridor, and she could see him as soon as she opened the door, but today there was no one there.
"Reporting to the Regent, General Wei requests half a day's leave."
Shen Lanxi nodded as if she understood, and headed straight for the Imperial Hospital.
The Great Zhou Dynasty had a large population, and people would usually treat minor ailments themselves, only seeking medical help if they couldn't be cured.
Every year, countless people lose their lives to a single case of typhoid fever. In a family with six children, less than half will survive, and that's assuming the children are relatively healthy.
If you encounter a child with poor health or who is premature, a simple cold can take their life.
The people from the Imperial Hospital were so surprised by Shen Lanxi's sudden visit that they all knelt on the ground, too frightened to utter a sound.
Emperor Renxiao fell seriously ill one after another, and the Imperial Medical Academy was at a loss. In his anger, Emperor Renxiao ordered the execution of several imperial physicians. Afterwards, the imperial physicians repeatedly encountered setbacks in their treatments, which made them even more terrified.
The head of the Imperial Medical Academy asked tremblingly, "I wonder what brings Shen Lanxi here?" Even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn't dare ask if she was feeling unwell.
Shen Lanxi solemnly said, "All of you imperial physicians are the best in the medical field of our Great Zhou. You are highly respected for your virtue and medical skills. To be honest, the physicians I admire most are those with good moral character and medical skills."
The head of the Imperial Medical Academy was completely confused. Was Shen Lanxi not here to cause them trouble?
"To be honest, when I was exiled to Dongchuan, I watched helplessly as a toddler died from a cough, a strong adult committed suicide by hitting his head against a wall because of a toothache, and elderly people starved to death because they did not want to burden their children with their illnesses." Shen Lanxi felt compassion for all living beings, her expression extremely somber.
Physicians are compassionate. Although the imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy have official ranks and are considered half-officials, most of them still retain the compassionate heart of a healer who is dedicated to saving lives and helping the world.
Shen Lanxi got straight to the point: "I have decided to establish medical schools in various places to train doctors for my Great Zhou, so that more people can be saved."
Some of the imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Academy were resistant, while others thought it was a good thing.
Shen Lanxi: "You are all outstanding individuals from various regions, and you must know many highly skilled physicians. My intention is to ask you to recommend the deans and professors of medical schools."
The head of the Imperial Medical Academy's eyes flickered as he began to ponder the matter.
Medical education has always been based on an apprenticeship system; I've never heard of students teaching courses.
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