Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong seemed completely unconcerned about becoming the focus of attention and discussion.
Zhang Rang ran into the house, and after speaking, he took out the test questions that Liu Hong had given him from his bosom and handed them to Zhang Bozu.
"His Majesty has decreed that this question be added as a bonus item in the assessment!"
"I obey the imperial edict!"
Curious, Zhang Bozu took the test questions handed to him by Zhang Rang and then unfolded them to look at them.
How to quickly treat external injuries caused by objects?
Upon seeing the contents of the paper, Zhang Bozu quickly recalled the Emperor's intention in explaining to him that the medical school was to be located not far from the Imperial Guard Camp.
The person in charge of the assessment then began to organize the test papers they had reviewed. Those who answered seven or more questions correctly advanced, while those who answered more than half of the questions incorrectly or gave random answers were eliminated. Those who answered five or fewer questions correctly, including those who answered seven or five questions correctly, stayed at the medical school to continue their studies.
After everyone quickly finished organizing, only fifty people passed the first round of assessments, and one hundred were eliminated.
After confirming the number of successful candidates, Zhang Bozu and the students in the room began to fill in the new questions set by the emperor on the selected second-round exam papers.
Before long, the test results were announced, and all those who answered the questions haphazardly were expelled. Such people who pretend to know what they don't are a great scourge, especially in the medical field, and cannot be allowed to stay.
As for the remaining barely qualified ones, they were taken to the trainee dormitory for training.
Hua Tuo also got up and went to the table corresponding to his number to prepare for the second round of assessment.
Soon, the test paper for the second round of assessment was placed in front of Hua Tuo. Hua Tuo picked up the test paper and carefully examined it. There were not many questions on the test paper, only three.
Two of them are treatment methods for common diseases devised by Zhang Bozu, Zhang Zhongjing, and several other renowned physicians. You only need to answer correctly about a few main ingredients and their dosages.
Another one is the topic Liu Hong added: how to quickly treat external injuries.
After reading the first two questions, Hua Tuo didn't pay much attention; they were easy for him to handle. But when he read the third question, he couldn't help but feel excited. Treating external injuries? That's my specialty!
Hua Tuo calmed his excitement. He knew his chance had come. The medical academy was established by the emperor, and the appearance of this question meant that the emperor attached great importance to external injuries. He could finally show off his skills.
Hua Tuo quickly finished answering the first two questions and began to ponder the third question carefully. He needed to carefully choose his words and consider them, hoping to attract the attention of the examiner and the emperor.
After a long while, Hua Tuo finally began to write:
"All things in heaven and earth, though different in their paths, lead to the same destination; all living beings share a common destiny."
Therefore, it is believed that for minor external injuries, applying metal or stone plasters is appropriate, while for severe injuries, suturing may be necessary.
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Then Hua Tuo wrote down some of his treatment cases, filling almost the entire exam paper. It took him about half an hour to finish writing before he finally stopped.
"The assessment is over, please put down your pens!"
Not long after Hua Tuo finished writing, with a loud shout from the person in charge, the doctors who were being tested all got up and left their desks.
"Everyone, please go back and rest for now. The results of the assessment will be announced tomorrow. Those who pass will be eligible for doctoral studies at the medical school, while those who fail will be temporarily placed in the medical school and will take the exam again next year!"
As the person in charge finished speaking, everyone left with mixed feelings of joy and worry. They were happy because they had the opportunity to become doctoral students in medical school, which, although not as prestigious as the Imperial Academy, would at least be a position with a salary. They were worried because they didn't know if they could pass the exam, since the rest were all top students and it wouldn't be easy to stand out.
At this moment, Hua Tuo also walked out calmly. In his philosophy, it was okay for a doctor to get excited occasionally, but if he was always worried about gains and losses, it would be impossible to explore higher fields.
"Master! This assessment...?"
Upon seeing Hua Tuo appear, his disciple hurriedly went to greet him. Just as he was about to ask a question, he seemed to remember something, quickly shut his mouth, and looked at his mentor with anticipation.
Hua Tuo: "Ask away!"
Disciple: "How was it?"
Hua Tuo: "I don't know!"
"What?"
Watching Hua Tuo's departing figure, the disciple stood there dumbfounded for a moment.
In the Research and Manufacturing Division, Mo Shang, dressed in coarse cloth, was experimenting with their newly modified plow and rake with several Mo family disciples.
A disciple of the Mohist school skillfully manipulated the plow, directing the oxen to move slowly forward, while Mo Shang and the others followed behind with paper and pens, recording various data.
"How deep?"
“The large hole is about an inch deeper than the unimproved one.”
"good!"
Mo Shang nodded. The increased depth meant that their improvements were effective. If the depth of the cultivated land could be increased, the seeds could absorb more water and nutrients, and the wind resistance would also be improved.
Then Mo Shang approached the disciple who was tilling the land and asked, "How's your speed?"
The disciple shook his head and said, "It feels about the same as before, or even slower. Master, you see, because the plow has been enlarged, the oxen seem to be working harder!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Shang went to the ox and found that the ox's steps were indeed slower and it seemed to be moving with considerable effort.
Unwilling to accept defeat, Mo Shang's gaze darted back and forth between the oxen and the plow. He noticed that the noose around the oxen's neck was almost parallel to the plow, and he seemed to have thought of something.
Watching the oxen struggling to walk step by step, Mo Shang said, "Look, the reason why the oxen are working so hard is because they are only using their necks to exert force."
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