After leaving the warm room, Fang Zhengyi felt a headache.
The rest of the conversation was just some casual chat, it was quite relaxing.
But how could I argue with others when I opened a clinic in the county and only dealt in penicillin?
The Zushi Society occupies half of the doctors in the capital. How could Wang Meng be so capable of causing trouble?
I really can't understand it.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Fang Zheng didn't think too much about it and rushed directly to the Imperial Hospital.
The Imperial Hospital must be aware of the great power of the Patriarch Society.
When he rushed to the Imperial Hospital, he happened to run into an old acquaintance, Doctor Hu.
At this time, Doctor Hu was flipping through a medical book and sipping tea leisurely.
He seemed to be muttering something, occasionally shaking his head.
Seeing Fang Zheng coming, he was immediately startled, stood up and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Lord Fang."
Fang Zhengyi nodded slightly and said, "Excuse me, Doctor Hu. I came here today to ask you something. Have you ever heard of the Ancestral Masters' Meeting?"
Doctor Hu swallowed his saliva and whispered, "I've heard...I've heard."
"Are you in touch with them?"
Doctor Hu seemed to feel guilty. He nodded first and then shook his head vigorously: "No! No contact!"
Huh? Why is this old guy's reaction so suspicious?
Fang Zhengyi frowned and said, "Is it related or not?"
"Ahem... uh... Lord Fang, if you say it is related, then it is related. If you say it is not related, then it is not related either..."
"Let's get to the point. Why are you taking so long?"
Doctor Hu forced a smile and said, "During this rest period, the public will invite people from our Imperial Hospital to give some advice... There are basically no doctors practicing medicine in the capital who don't know the Master's Association. But strictly speaking, I haven't joined the Master's Association, so it doesn't matter."
"I see. What exactly is the reason why the ancestor is so awesome?"
"In fact, it's just some colleagues who get together to learn from each other and exchange experiences. Over time, everyone has acquiesced to its existence. Before outsiders want to practice medicine in Beijing, they must inform the ancestral association. It's that simple." Doctor Hu lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Isn't that a guild? They set up a threshold to make things difficult for outsiders.
These bastards actually hit me on the head!
Fang Zheng's eyes turned and he asked, "Do you...have a say in the Patriarchs' Association?"
Doctor Hu smiled awkwardly and said, "I can't say. I'm not one of them. I usually study medicine, so I rarely go there."
"That's fine, thank you very much, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around and left.
After watching Fang Zhengyi leave, Doctor Hu looked at the empty doorway and let out a long sigh.
This evil star...don't come again, nothing good will happen if you see him.
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After leaving the Imperial Hospital, Fang Zheng called Zhang Biao and rushed to the clinic without stopping.
Although he didn't ask too many questions about the Xinli Medical Clinic, he heard a lot from Xiaotao's words.
The general location is still understood.
Taoyuan County has always given preferential treatment to its own people, not to mention that matters related to penicillin are all big matters.
A considerable amount of silver was allocated to Wang Meng, but the location chosen was not in Banshanfang where many Taoyuan people gathered.
Instead, it chose a prime location near the city.
It is easy to attract customers, and it will be easier to do follow-up research if more patients are recruited.
When Fang Zheng arrived outside the clinic on horseback, he saw many people gathered at the door to watch the fun, and there seemed to be an argument going on.
There is a huge plaque hanging on the clinic with the words "Taoyuan Medical Clinic" inscribed on it.
Zhang Biao pushed through the crowd, and Fang Zhengyi followed closely behind him and squeezed into the crowd.
Wang Meng was seen standing at the gate. Four or five old men with white hair and beards were talking and glaring at each other. There was a corpse in front of them.
"You, Taoyuan Medical Clinic, are taking human lives lightly! Don't you want to give an explanation? Now that things have come to this, why don't you close the shop and follow us to see the officials?"
"The body of the deceased has been lying there all night. Wang Meng! You still don't plead guilty?!"
"You have set up a clinic privately without the consent of the Patriarchs' Council. This is harming the people! How many more lives are you going to take?"
The assistant beside Wang Meng, whose voice had already become hoarse, continued to argue: "The patient was already terminally ill and could not survive. How can you say that we killed him intentionally?!"
"We have already compensated the families of the deceased. Has no one ever died in your clinic?"
"You are just accusing me of something!"
Fang Zhengyi stood in the crowd with a deep frown on his face.
Apparently, this situation has been going on for a long time.
These old men are all experienced doctors, and it is really puzzling that they would lower themselves to do such a thing.
The quarrel continued and Fang Zhengyi stepped out from the crowd.
Shouting, "Enough!"
After shouting, he didn't care about the reaction of the onlookers, walked straight to Wang Meng and asked, "What's going on? Why did it get so serious?"
As calm as Wang Meng was, he relaxed the moment he saw Fang Zhengyi.
Although I didn't take these people seriously, I couldn't stand the constant barrage of insults and yelling.
Now the savior has finally arrived.
"Master, you don't know. Our clinic did kill someone. The patient was very weak and was almost dying when he was sent here. This is all normal, and we have paid the compensation we deserve."
"But these guys refused to give up. They bribed the family of the deceased and brought the body to attack us. The reason they came here is to close our clinic."
It's interesting that the doctor leads the medical dispute.
Fang Zheng smiled: "I'm still waiting for your clinic to make money. How long has it been open? Can't you handle it?"
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Wang Meng's stiff face, and he defended himself: "Every profession has its own specialization... It seems that the clinic should be managed by a businessman."
"Why do they want to close our clinic?" Fang Zheng asked.
Wang Meng thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we have taken away their business."
"After the Taoyuan Clinic was established, we only used penicillin to treat diseases, and we were still recording cases and collecting data. Our treatment methods were completely different from those on the market, so some people called us new doctors and the original doctors old doctors. I thought that was a good idea, so I called them that."
"The reputation of the clinic grew quickly. We cured many incurable diseases. There were so many patients coming here every day that I tried my best to treat all those who could be cured with penicillin. As time went by, people came to believe that the old doctors were not as good as the new ones, and their business dwindled."
"Later, someone from the Patriarchal Society came and invited me to discuss medical principles. When I went, they accused me of heresy. I couldn't admit defeat, so I cursed them back. We parted unhappily and it was not a pleasant experience."
Fang Zheng touched his chin and was speechless for a while.
Medical dispute? No way, could such a thing cause a stir in Dajing?
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