Brother Zheng didn't try to persuade Zhao Che, who was still in his teenage years. He just smiled and shook his head.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. It's so annoying.”Zhao Che waved his hand and sighed.
Zhao Che didn't want to talk about his father. He glanced at Old Zhao's toot belly and rolled his eyes.
Previously, he had felt that Old Zhao's face was pale and that he was a little too fat. It just so happened that he knew some medical skills, so he might as well take the opportunity to check on Old Zhao's body.
"Why don't I take your pulse?" Zhao Che said to Old Zhao.
Zhao Che knew medicine.
It's a family heirloom.
Zhao Che's mother was skilled in medicine, but Zhao Che didn't learn much.
After all, a great man named Lu Xun once said that studying medicine could not save the Xia Dynasty.
However, even though he wasn't very good at it, he could still take a look at people's pulse.
It was mainly because he had thought that Old Zhao was a little fat and looked a little weak.
It was possible that Old Zhao had some hidden illness. Zhao Che wanted to change the topic and take a look at Old Zhao's physical condition.
"You know medicine?" Wang Jian asked in surprise.
Why did this kid in front of him know a little about everything?
"A little, a little."
This wasn't acting cool. Zhao Che really did know a little.
Zhao Che didn't even learn all of the medical books his mother left him. At most, he could only treat a headache and a fever. As for his medical skills, he printed them and handed them over to the doctors at Dongbin Hospital to learn.
Brother Zheng smiled and stretched out his wrist.
Zhao Che placed his hand on Old Zhao's wrist, and his expression gradually darkened.
Although Zhao Che's medical skills were not very good, he could feel that Old Zhao's pulse was very chaotic.
"It shouldn't be!" Zhao Che smacked his lips.
Looking at Old Zhao's expression, his pulse shouldn't be so disordered.
"How is it? How long can I live?" Brother Zheng asked with a smile.
Zhao Che rubbed his forehead." Your pulse is very chaotic. I can't tell for sure. I'll have to get the doctor from Dongbin Hospital to come over and give you a consultation."”
Old Zhao's pulse was too strange, but Zhao Che had no clue.
However, there was a hospital established by Zhao Che in Dongbin. Although there weren't many famous doctors there, their medical skills were pretty good.
Old Zhao was Zhao Che's strategic talent. Zhao Che didn't want anything to happen to Old Zhao.
"Hospital?" Brother Zheng's sharp senses caught the new words coming out of Zhao Che's mouth.
"It's a place for medical treatment." Zhao Che said.
"However, there are more doctors inside. There are about two to three hundred people in total.”
The hospital that Zhao Che built was a combination of modern and ancient methods.
There were also nurses and interns.
In addition, modern standards were used for disinfection and hygiene.
Of course, the treatment method was still traditional Chinese medicine. Zhao Che didn't have the ability to come up with western medicine like penicillin.
Brother Zheng nodded when he heard Zhao Che's answer. He understood the hospital as an institution similar to the Imperial Hospital.
"Are you that afraid of death?" When Wang Jian heard that there were two hundred people in the hospital, he thought that they were all here to serve Zhao Che.
Zhao Che rolled his eyes.
"The hospital is open to tens of thousands of people in Dongbin. Why are you so afraid of death?”
"When doctors gather together, it's not easy for them to misdiagnose. Secondly, they can exchange experience. Thirdly, they can cooperate and perform treatment.”
Brother Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard Zhao Che's answer. He didn't care about his own health.
Brother Zheng knew that his body was not good.
Other than taking pills, Brother Zheng had also been taking tonics prescribed by the Imperial Hospital.
Brother Zheng wasn't surprised that Zhao Che could tell something from his pulse.
Even the Imperial Hospital couldn't do anything about it. Brother Zheng didn't think that Zhao Che's so-called hospital could solve his physical problems.
However, Zhao Che's idea was not bad. If it was really as Zhao Che said, it would be a good institution for the entire Dongbin.
They exchanged what they needed and exchanged experiences.
It was a very thoughtful idea.
Zhao Che's plan for Dongbin was far more than that.
Other than hospitals, there were also schools and research institutes. Moreover, he had also forcefully carried out education campaigns.
It was not that everyone was required to memorize the Analects of Confucius.
It was just to make everyone literate.
Dongbin didn't have a large population, so it was easy to operate.
It could be said that although it was small, it had all the internal organs.
"Why don't you take my pulse and see how my body is?”Wang Jian asked.
Zhao Che pursed his lips.
"Alright, alright. Old Wang, I would believe it if you said that you could kill a cow with your body.”
Old Wang was tall, at least 1.8 meters tall. He was also ridiculously strong, and his entire body was covered in muscles.
Zhao Che would believe it if he told Old Wang to dye his hair black and told him that he was thirty years old.
"There's probably something wrong with your body. I'll transfer the hospital's doctors over tomorrow to give you a consultation.”
Zhao Che looked at Old Zhao and said.
"Also, you really have to lose weight." Zhao Che patted Old Zhao's chubby belly.
At first, he thought that Old Zhao was simply fat.
Now, it seemed that Old Zhao's body had a big problem.
Judging from the chaotic pulse. It was very likely that Old Zhao already had complications from being obese.
Fatty liver and diabetes.
Brother Zheng rolled his eyes at Zhao Che!
This was the second time Zhao Che had patted the dragon belly today.
In ancient times, it was often said that being fat was a blessing.
It was because life in ancient times was hard. It was not easy to live. How could they have the right to eat and become fat?
So fat represented health.
In fact, there weren't many complications of being obese in this era.
As a result, people in this era did not care much about being fat.
No one had ever linked obese people to diseases.
But Old Zhao's beer belly
It was really big!
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