Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 11 The Secret Recipe
In order to gain fame and to be on the safe side, Zhu Yixi went to see Bai Guangen specially to ask for a famous post.

Although Bai Guangen is a rough man, he has a subtlety in his roughness. He knows that the most important thing in the army is his reputation. He is quite generous about the famous post, and then he said:

"President Zhu, Dr. Jing, relying on his excellent medical skills, is even more prestigious than me, the chief soldier, in the entire city of Xi'an."

"Last year, my son was seriously ill. Soldiers and horses surrounded his house. The fire burned his heels, and he was paralyzed. Please ask the governor to intercede, and he will be cured."

"My name post, I'm afraid it won't work!"

There was some helplessness on Bai Guangen's rough face: "That old man, if I hadn't cured my son, I would have killed him long ago."

"Thank you, Commander!"

Zhu Yixi cupped his hands in thanks, and left with the name card.

"Chief soldier, why do you take care of him so much? Isn't it a doctor?"

The confidant on the side, the guerrilla general, was full of doubts.

"This kid is extraordinary!" Bai Guangen said in a deep voice, "To be so courageous as to go to the governor's mansion to ask for money and food, and even if you can get food, even if it's only a stone, he's still a man, and a little favor is nothing."

"Furthermore, if a famous doctor is invited, at least we have used our famous post, who dare not boast?"

Everyone was stunned, and hurriedly flattered.

Here, a famous post was invited, Zhu Yixi was still worried, and sent someone to bring 500 taels of silver, and took him to the medical clinic in person.

As the chief medical officer's first battle, he must fight well and become famous in the army.

Done, isn't it easy to gain a foothold?

After a while, Zhu Mou rolled his eyes and came back embarrassed: "Sect Master, the money was confiscated, and the famous post was also thrown back. The old man Jing said that he would rather die than save Qiu Ba."

"What the hell is toasting and not eating fine wine!"

Zhu Yixi was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

Their patients are all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and their connections are crushed.

"This old man, do you have any shortcomings?"

Zhu Yixi looked at Li Jingwu, who was breathing in more air and exhaling less, and couldn't help but said eagerly.

"Chief doctor, this old man's family is gone, and he is very old. He has almost no desires or desires, so he just waits to die."

Fat veterinarian Qian Duoduo also frowned, anxious for what the Shangguan needed.

"If it doesn't work, it's a surprise move."

Zhu Yixi thought about it and laughed.

Soon, a group of people made a stretcher, carried the seriously injured Li Jingwu, and changed their clothes.

When I came to Anmin Medical Center, it was spacious, bright, and filled with the fragrance of medicines.

When Zhu Meng and the other three saw it, they felt ashamed and hesitated to enter.

Without fear, Zhu Yixi called out, "The genius doctor is here to save someone, someone is dying!"

Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man came over and saw that Li Jingwu was so seriously injured, he frowned: "Go, let Master come over!"

Soon, an old man with gray temples came over, fixed his eyes on Li Jingwu who was tied with a white cloth, and hurriedly lowered his head to take a closer look.

"How did it hurt?"

Jing Fu asked while taking his pulse.

"I fell while riding a horse." Zhu Yixi hurriedly said, "When my friend was riding a horse, the horse was frightened and suffered such serious injuries. I hope the doctor will help me!"

"I beg the divine doctor to save my young master!"

Zhu Meng and Zhu Mou, acting as servants, also yelled in a decent way, which was quite shrill.

Jing Fu nodded, asked someone to bring silver needles, started acupuncture, raised his head from time to time and said: "The bleeding was stopped well, and the white cloth was wrapped in time, and there is still hope."

Several people were open-minded, and they admired Zhu Yixi very much.

However, at this moment, a disgusting voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, isn't this Lieutenant Zhu? I heard that you were appointed chief medical officer by Governor Sun. Why did you come here instead of treating the group of Qiu Ba?"

Zhu Yixi raised his eyes and frowned with great evil in his heart: "Feng Youcai, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!"

It turned out that the person walking towards him, wearing silk and satin, turned out to be the steward of Prince Qin's residence, Feng Youcai, who had called Zhu Yixi to the residence before.

At this moment, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Lieutenant Fengguo, who is as muddy as ever, has been flattering in the past, but now he has become an official. It is really unbelievable.

Why?
"Hmph!" Feng Youcai said disdainfully: "Don't think that being a medical officer will allow you to be presumptuous. Now that you have degenerated into Qiu Ba, you are not as good as that lieutenant."

"I'm going to tell the King of Qin to dismiss your lieutenant title."

With that said, he swaggered away.

not good! !
Zhu Yixi was amazed.

Sure enough, Dr. Jing, who performed the acupuncture, stopped immediately, his face flushed, and he roared angrily: "You are actually Qiu Ba, get out, get out!"

"I won't treat Qiu Ba."

Zhu Yixi wanted to defend herself, but was kicked out by several apprentices, quite embarrassed.

"Failed!" Zhu Yixi, who was dressed up as your son, said rather unwillingly: "Damn Feng Youcai, I will get rid of him sooner or later."

Looking at the signboard of the medical center, Zhu Yixi made up his mind: "I don't believe that there are people without shortcomings."

Carrying Li Jingwu back home, Zhu Yixi paced back and forth.

No one is perfect, gold has no bare feet, Jing Xiucai must have something to pursue.

Soon, Zhu Mou, who had been on the streets for many years, ran back and said out of breath, "Sovereign, I found out clearly, the old man is writing medical books recently besides treating illnesses."

"Writing medical books?" Zhu Yixi was overjoyed. Sure enough, this old man didn't care about profits, but only his fame!
By the way, there is no way out in the imperial examination, and now he has no heirs, so he has no descendants. Isn't what he pursues is to be famous forever?Is there a better way than writing a medical book?
"Yes!" Zhu Yixi clapped her hands, overjoyed, then picked up the brush and began to write.

My predecessor had spent five or six years in Zongxue. It was difficult to be a scholar, but there was no difficulty in reading and writing.

After writing a hundred or so characters, folded them up and stuck them to his chest, Zhu Yixi left with a smile: "Big head, you come with me again, this time, I will ask Dr. Jing to come and save people in person."

"Huh?" Zhu Meng was full of doubts. It took only a while to make that stubborn old man change his mind?
"Okay!" Adhering to the idea of ​​trusting the suzerain, Zhu Meng hurriedly responded and acted as a loyal guard: "When the suzerain is beaten, I have to protect his face, so I can't lose his appearance."

Turning around and coming back to the medical hall, the apprentice hurriedly said: "What are you doing here? My master won't save Qiu Ba, so hurry up."

"Go and tell your master, I have a secret recipe handed down from my ancestors, and I want your master to taste it."

Zhu Yixi said loudly, the accent was accentuated in the word "Secret Recipe".

"You, you wait." The medical student didn't know the importance of the secret recipe, thought for a while, and went to the back hall.

Sure enough, Jing Fu came out with a pen in hand.

"You kid has a secret recipe?"

Jing Fu's eyes widened involuntarily, and he said with a face full of disbelief: "Go, go, don't disturb the old man."

"Doctor, this is my family's ancestral secret recipe. If it doesn't work, I will let you dispose of it."

Zhu Yixi puffed out her chest and said confidently.

"I heard that you are writing a medical book. If you lack this prescription, I'm afraid it will be a thousand years of regret!"

Hearing this, Jing Fu's curiosity was aroused. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "What is the secret recipe?"

"There are too many people here, let's take a step to talk, the things are here!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yixi patted his chest, smiling all over his face.

(End of this chapter)