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Chapter 204 Pan Zhongcheng wakes up

Human anatomy is an introductory course for studying medicine. In later generations, whether it is studying traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is an important basic medicine compulsory course.

It can help doctors understand and master the morphological structure of various organs in the human body, laying a solid foundation for further learning basic medicine and clinical medicine.

Whether it is basic medicine or clinical medicine, the study of medical science must follow the principle of "step-by-step": first morphology, then function metabolism; first normal, then pathology; then gradually involve clinical problems.

Only by correctly understanding the morphological structure of the normal human body can we fully understand its physiological, biochemical processes and pathological changes, and then understand and master the occurrence, development, clinical characteristics and principles of diagnosis, treatment and prevention of various diseases.

The three famous doctors deeply agree with Zhao Hao's insights.

Zhao Hao's proposal to use coroner as cover is not a new idea. For example, the "Cunzhen Picture" commonly used by doctors from the Ming Dynasty was a famous doctor in Sizhou after the government executed the prisoner and ordered Yang Jiehe, a painter, to observe the coroner's anatomy of the internal organs and the on-site painting.

The "Five Internal Picture of Qu Xifan" also comes from the Northern Song Dynasty. After Du Qi suppressed the rebellion in Guangxi, he executed hundreds of people including Qu Xifan, and ordered doctors and painters to observe coroners and perform autopsy.

But no one has ever raised anatomy to such a height like Zhao Hao.

In Thaisy, medical scientist Visari had published the anatomy masterpiece "The Structure of the Human Body" twenty years ago, which had cleared the obstacles for Western medicine to get out of ignorance and cleared the obstacles.

What Mr. Zhao wants to do is to also eliminate ignorance and clear obstacles for the development of Chinese medicine.

From this perspective, although he does not understand medical skills, no one knows the development of medicine better than him.

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After talking about the classification and teaching ideas of basic medicine, Zhao Hao turned his chore on clinical medicine.

"Clinical medicine aims to cultivate medical professionals such as doctors, pharmacists, nurses, etc., and can be regarded as a school for cultivating medical practitioners."

"A school for cultivating doctors?" The three famous doctors were a little excited again. In their understanding, the school is a place for cultivating scholars. I never thought that a school could be built specifically for doctors.

What a glory this is for the doctor!

"We doctors can also teach classes like scholars?" Wanmizhai's beard trembled, and his voice changed.

"Of course." Zhao Hao smiled affirmatively: "In ancient times, schools were not just for the imperial examinations. Doctors, who were willing to save the world, be kind and kind. Setting up schools and teaching disciples widely is a great thing that benefits the country and the people!"

"I think it's OK!" Li Shizhen was completely ignited. "The Ming Dynasty lacked such a serious medical school, which made those half-baked men harm people everywhere."

"I understand doctors and pharmacists, but young master, what does nurses do?" Li Lunming keenly discovered the blind spots again.

"It's the professional who cares for patients." Zhao Hao showed a stubborn smile, wiped a handful of saliva that did not exist, and was about to explain the meaning of the nurse's existence to the three of them, but heard a muffled groan sound on the hospital bed.

Zhao Hao hurriedly stopped talking and looked in the voice, and saw Pan Jixun opening his eyes.

"Zhongcheng, you are awake!" Zhao Hao walked to the bed happily.

"You are so noisy, how can I not wake up?" Pan Jixun rolled his eyes, slowly glanced over the three doctors and said, "I'm not talking about you."

"Just tell me?" Zhao Hao curled his lips and placed an exquisite small gift box with a red ribbon on the head of the bed. "I'm so lucky that I brought you something delicious."

"Zhongcheng, how do you feel?" Li Shizhen took Pan Jixun's pulse and asked about his physical condition again.

"No, my whole body hurts, my head hurts, and my stomach swells." Pan Jixun said slowly: "But it doesn't matter. I can hold on to it even if I hurt ten times more."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim that the old Zhongcheng is worthy of being a living person who eats stones, but he is just a tough guy!

After he finished the examination and the three doctors left, Pan Jixun signaled Zhao Hao to pay his subordinates too.

Mr. Zhao didn't understand why, but he still ordered Gao Wu to guard the door.

"Now there is no one else. Just say anything you have, it's mysterious." Zhao Hao sat on the chair beside the bed.

"That..." Pan Jixun's face suddenly appeared with shy expression, and hesitated for a while and said, "Will I die?"

"That's for sure." Zhao Hao said without hesitation: "Who can escape that day?"

"I'm asking if my illness will be fatal." Pan Jixun glanced at him and was almost scared to death by this kid.

"You didn't ask the doctor just now?" Zhao Hao couldn't understand.

"If they want to know that I am afraid of death, how shameless?" Pan Jixun smiled and looked at the snow-white roof, saying, "I was thinking, if I can't live long, I'll go home and enjoy it for a few days, otherwise I'll lose a lot in this life."

After finally being born into a wealthy family, I have been studying hard and working hard to become an official early. I have never tried to live a life of drunkenness and dreams. What does it feel like to spend the world of wine and earth?

"Don't worry, Zhongcheng, there is Wanmizhai's prescription and Li Shizhen's medicine. Your disease is nothing. You will be a hero again after a month." Zhao Hao is still very confident in treatment, after all, this old man has a long lifespan.

"And our bet will end here. When Zhongcheng recovers from illness, he can go home and live the life he wants."

"Really?" Pan Jixun looked at Zhao Hao.

"Really." Zhao Hao nodded.

"Then I won't go back." Pan Jixun breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the pillow in great depression.

“Why?”

"It's just your two knives, you Kunkaisi, and you'll be fine if you don't repair the embankment." Pan Jixun said in a muffled voice:

"And how do concrete with different ratios change the strength and taste? What structure is the most suitable for the concrete embankment? These questions have not been clarified yet. How can I go back to build the Yellow River next year?"

"Don't you feel like you're panicked?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

"Oh... this is life." Pan Jixun sighed long, "If I have a few months left in my life, of course I can go to his mother. But the days are still long, and it's not time to give up."

Zhao Hao looked at the twisted old man who was not interested but had a strong sense of responsibility and couldn't help but feel funny. He opened the gift box on the table and handed it to Pan Jixun and said, "There is new goods, do you want to give it a gift?"

"If you like it, please try it." Pan Zhongcheng hadn't eaten for a day and was already hungry. While sitting up with Zhao Hao's help, he sighed: "The people from Kunkaisi have followed me all day long, so I didn't have the chance to eat some snacks, otherwise I wouldn't faint."

"Okay, it's all my fault." Zhao Hao laughed with him. He asked the craftsmen of Kunkaisi to study hard with Pan Zhongcheng, but he didn't expect that they would cause such a big trouble.

Pan Jixun put the wooden box on his knees and wiped his hands with a veil. Then he pulled off the ribbon and opened the lid. He saw that it was divided into four small grids, each with different colors of ingredients.

"Who is this white teeth?"

"Newly equipped with high-strength cement." Zhao Hao introduced.

"Don't say it! I'll try it first." Mr. Pan reached out his finger and stuck some cement powder to his mouth. He immediately groaned and closed his eyes with pleasure.

"What a stimulating taste, you added sulfur! No, it's a little bitter, it's pyrite..."

As he said that, he opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Hao with bright eyes, and gave a solid judgment:

"It must be pyrite slag if you feel so thick and thick!"
Chapter completed!
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