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Chapter 570 The ancestral grave is really smoking

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    The person responsible for summarizing is Su Yue.

    Su Yue had different ambitions from others. He was just a scholar and did not want to continue to take the imperial examination. He became a disciple of Wang Shouren and devoted himself to learning new knowledge. He most recognized the new learning's integration of knowledge and action.

    In this day and age, those who could endure criticism from others and resolutely join Xishan Academy were either paranoid people or true fanatical believers.

    Su Yue is one of them.

    After that, he saw a miraculous medical skill.

    "It's surprising that a person's belly can be cut open, the contents of the belly taken out, and then sewn back together. After the operation, the person can wake up and recover as before.

    This time, Su Yue seemed to have opened a new door.

    He recorded countless information, even Zhu Houzhao's every minute movement during the operation, he faithfully recorded it.

    In his opinion, this is too magical.

    There is such medical skill in the world.

    In the past half month, more than 30 patients have been treated, five died, and the rest all survived.

    But these thirty-odd people were all terminally ill. Logically speaking, they wouldn¡¯t live much longer, but at this moment they miraculously survived.

    It turns out saving lives is so simple.

    ??The survivors are still arranged in the silkworm room, and Su Yue and some attentive farmers are taking care of them.

    After all, this was a matter of disembowelment. Even though the patients who had been initially treated had begun to recover and could even walk around, Su Yue still did not dare to neglect. He needed these people to live here for half a year in order to record this.  Does the person have any hidden dangers in his body?

    In just a few months, Su Yue's hands and neck were extremely sore, because he had written at least one hundred thousand words, and it was troublesome to organize these words.

    For this reason, Fang Jifan specially requisitioned an inconspicuous small building on the side of the academy. On the small building, a signboard of the medical school was hung. Xishan Medical College was established since then. In addition to Su Yue, who was responsible for recording research, there were also  Zhou Yuan is responsible for the management. Zhou Yuan is responsible for maintaining the Jamsil and preparing various surgical instruments.  Liu Yidao no longer cuts things randomly. He abandoned the ancestral business inherited from his ancestors and is responsible for the study of his stinky pockmark soup and the disinfection of silkworm rooms.

    Next, there is a group of farmers who were transferred. These farmers can probably know some words, but their knowledge is limited after all. They are responsible for the work of caregivers.

    The chief surgeon, Zhu Houzhao, has become more and more proficient in his skills. He can even cut off a person's waist with his eyes closed.

    This is similar to some hospitals in later generations. If there are many factories in a certain area, the doctors in this area are often very knowledgeable in treating trauma or reconnecting severed fingers. The reason is that there are too many patients.  Naturally, he became a famous doctor.

    In later generations, it is the dream of many doctors to perform an operation. After all, it is impossible for a doctor who can be the chief surgeon to let newcomers try it.

    Although the equipment and tools at this time were crude, even the theoretical level was far behind those of later generations.

    But Zhu Houzhao's biggest advantage is that he has rich practical experience. After all, he is the prince and he is the oldest. If he wants to cut your kidneys, let alone treat you, even if your kidneys are twice as healthy, he will cut them off.  Land, right?

    Therefore, if you have power, you can do whatever you want. This is the greatest truth.

    Fang Jifan focused on the circumcision surgery. Slowly, he began to gain some experience and became proficient in his knife skills. So much so that the circumcised person, after resting, felt that he had not lost his treasure and had no choice but to  I don¡¯t admire Dingyuan Hou¡¯s sword skills.

    Fang Jifan¡¯s only weakness is stitches, which he needs to practice hard.

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    Siam.

    When the vast fleet arrived here, Siam welcomed the Ming Dynasty¡¯s fleet.

    As the Francons began to establish so-called trading points everywhere, the Western Ocean began to become increasingly unstable.

    Siam was once a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, but they knew that water far away could not save the fire nearby. Out of concerns about the increasingly rampant pirates overseas and the Francois, the Western countries, after seeing the huge Ming Dynasty fleet,  , suddenly overjoyed.

    The Sanbao eunuchs left many legacies to the Ming Dynasty. Although most of the legacies have been completely destroyed by later generations, at the beginning, the Sanbao eunuchs passed through this place with a huge fleet and controlled the most powerful force in the world.  But Qiu made no mistakes, which left a deep impression on the Siamese people.

    &?He spent tens of thousands of taels of silver and worked hard to get it. Before he died, he held my father's hand and said that such a treasure could not be exchanged for even a thousand gold coins. Before he died, my father pulled it again.  He held my hand and said that this is a treasure in the family and must not be sold. It was the first time I came to your place and I saw you. You are very dear to me. You and I are thousands of miles apart. Since we met, it was fate. You can take 10,000 yuan.  If you get a pound of spices, I'll sell them to you.  "

    Ten thousand kilograms.

    Five hundred taels of silver.

    "If these 500 taels of spices were sent back to the Ming Dynasty, they might be worth 5,000 taels or 10,000 taels after changing hands.

    And one eye is only twenty taels.

    Zhang Heling wiped away the tears, his heart was pounding, he was very nervous and looking forward to it.

    The merchant was silent for a moment: "Let me see, if it is really a rare treasure, then ten thousand catties!"

    Zhang Heling¡¯s eyes lit up.

    This is a whole new world, haha He has an intuition.

    The Zhang familythe ancestral graves are going to smoke.

    Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he handed over his eyes tremblingly.

    The merchant looked left and right, and finally seemed to have made up his mind: "Deal!"

    Zhang Heling cried, tears falling down.

    ??This Westerners are all idiots. This time, they really made a fortune!  Oh yeah!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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