Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

"What's so interesting? Human flesh is not cloth. What's the use of sewing it with thread? It's only a few days. If that guy is lucky, he's probably still lying on the bed. If he's not lucky, If it's good, I'm afraid I don't know where it was buried." Lu Liufang said quickly, with a look of disdain on his face.

These words sound a bit like cursing the injured person, which is really not in line with the status of a doctor.

Xu Jingchen is a good gentleman after all, but he smiled wryly and complained slightly: "Brother Lu is too mean. Not to mention that I think the King of Chu's point of view may indeed have something to say, just say this The fact that debridement and sutures and health management regulations can bother Mr. Cheng to hand over the memorial himself, we should treat it with caution. I believe that Mr. Cheng is not so old that he will be deceived casually."

Lu Liufang was speechless for a while, unable to speak for a long time. He patronized his own prejudice against Li Xin, and even forgot that the memorial was handed to the Holy Spirit by Mr. Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin himself, and immediately felt a little bit of a bad premonition in his heart. However, after thinking about it, he still felt that Li Xin's words were completely groundless, far from what the ancient medical sages said, and he really couldn't agree with them.

Seeing that Xu Jingchen was already walking towards Longquan Temple on his own, after Lu Liufang hesitated, he finally gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and followed.

The two soon came to Longquan Temple, grabbed a young novice who was sweeping the floor and asked, "Little master, your master Daoxin took in a young man who was injured in your temple a few days ago, is there such a thing?"

The little monk froze for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, there is such a thing."

"May I ask where Master Xin is now? Where does that young man live? I want to see them, but I don't know if it's convenient or not?" Xu Jingchen, as a palace doctor, is not low in rank, but he still spoke politely, his tone There is no condescending meaning in it, it is very friendly, showing the demeanor of Confucianism.

The little novice smiled and said: "Master Daoxin may be treating nearby residents at this time. Our temple will have such free consultations from time to time. As for the young man, he lives in the wing room behind the temple." Here, you can see it along this road.”

Xu Jingchen thanked the little novice, and led Lu Liufang to the back of the temple along the path under his feet.

The "business scope" of temples in the Tang Dynasty was very wide. Like the previous Obon festival, it is sometimes a place of cultural entertainment, and sometimes it can provide one-stop services from medical care to funerals. While this logical chain of services doesn't sound quite right, it is. In addition to these two points, most temples also run the business of "hotel".

As we all know, temples often have many idle houses and warehouses. And in this era, there are many travelers who do not have a house to live in. For example, scholars who came to Beijing to rush for the exam, etc., most of them have little money and are eager to pass through the narrow passage of the feudal era and become the master they have always dreamed of.

The ideal is of course very beautiful, but it is a pity that, not to mention the difficulty of the imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty, the vast majority of candidates could not live comfortably during the period before the imperial examinations. Of course, children from rich families can live in better restaurants and inns, and even find two young ladies to accompany them to study every day, while most poor scholars can only wrong themselves to live in temples because the "room fee" here is very cheap.

For the temple, the house is empty anyway, and it is good to earn a little money. Therefore, in the name of "opening the door of convenience for all living beings", he did such "cosmetic things" at the feet of the Buddha in an open and honest manner.

All in all, this is how the young man was placed in the wing of the temple.

Xu Jingchen and Lu Liufang went outside the wing room, and asked another young novice about the room where the young man lived, and then walked through the wooden corridor to a closed door.

Lu Liufang was a little nervous for no reason, and always felt as if he could see a young man alive and kicking inside as soon as he opened the door. That was too shocking, and it didn't match all the medical knowledge he had learned before. His heart might not be able to withstand such a blow. If it was worse, he might die on the spot.

Lu Liufang's expression of worrying about gain and loss was obvious, Xu Jingchen gave him a funny look, and secretly slandered: "If I had known this before, why should I put on airs in front of the King of Chu?"

Xu Jingchen shook his head without leaving a trace, coughed twice, reached out and knocked on the door, and asked at the same time: "Is anyone there? I am a medical officer, and I came to observe King Chu's suturing skills. I wonder if I can come in and talk about it?" "

There was no movement in the room. Lu Liufang's throat moved up and down slightly.

Xu Jingchen waited for a while, knocked on the door again with a little more force, and repeated what he had just said. However, there was still no movement in the room.

Xu Jingchen looked at Lu Liufang suspiciously. Lu Liufang gave the same bewildered look.

"Forget it, forget it, don't be too polite, just go in and have a look." Lu Liufang couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable, so she waited patiently. Anyway, the side rooms of temples are usually unlocked, so he simply pushed hard and pushed open the fragile wooden door in front of him.

Xu Jingchen frowned, smiled wryly and said, "That's a bit too impolite."

Lu Liufang didn't answer. He had already strode into the small, crude room.

There was an old mattress in the room, and there was a table next to it, with an empty bowl on it. Lu Liufang picked up the bowl and smelled it, and said, "Five Flavors Disinfectant Drink."

Now that the door has been opened, Xu Jingchen is not so pedantic that he just stands outside the door and watches. He sighed and walked into the room, took the bowl in Lu Liufang's hand, sniffed it, and nodded, affirming Lu Liufang's judgment. Although this guy is not very broad-minded, his professional level is still excellent, otherwise he would not have become a medical officer of the Imperial Medical Office at a young age.

"Where's this person?" Xu Jingchen put down his bowl, rubbed his head and said to himself.

Lu Liufang thought for a while, then sneered, and said, "I heard that this young man's wound is eight inches long, and his flesh is rolled up. Thinking about it, it won't recover to the point where he can walk around in just a few days, right? It's obvious. , We came late, this unlucky guy really died. Most likely he was carried away by the monks in the monastery."

Xu Jingchen didn't really want to accept this explanation, so he said, "Maybe someone moved him?"

"Why move such a wounded person?" Lu Liufang asked back.