Zhao Ce heard the dissatisfaction in his tone, but he still wanted to persuade him.

"I will test the medicine first, and then I will use it on a large scale among the people after it is confirmed to be effective."

As the judge of the imperial hospital, Liu Wentai's words are authoritative.

He denied it directly without saying a word.

"I have never heard of your idea of ​​using cowpox to infect people with smallpox to prevent it."

"Uncle Yongxi, you are a distinguished member of the imperial court and a disciple of Duke Li. Please cherish your reputation and don't embarrass Duke Li."

Imperial physician Gao Tinghe also agreed: "Not bad."

"I have been practicing medicine for decades and have never heard of such a method."

"Please also ask Yongxibo not to waste time here, which will delay our opportunity to control the plague."

As imperial doctors, these two are both good Xinglin practitioners.

He did not give Zhao Ce, a young man, a chance to speak.

Zhao Ce's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked at the two of them and said, "Delay your opportunity to control the plague?"

"May I ask the two imperial doctors how to prepare to control this plague?"

They themselves said there was no cure for smallpox, so why should we delay it?

Zhao Ce kept talking and raised his voice slightly: "The treatment you talk about is nothing more than enclosing the land as a prison and letting the people fend for themselves."

"In that case, why not try my method?"

Liu Wentai said: "Everyone avoids smallpox, but you say that sending infectious agents into the body can prevent people from getting smallpox?"

"What's the difference between this and murdering other people's lives?"

"If the smallpox infection spreads even more due to this, even if you, Uncle Yongxi, are a distinguished member of the imperial court, you will not be able to escape punishment!"

If Zhao Ce had carefully studied the history of the Ming Dynasty, he would probably know the identities of the two people in front of him.

The Imperial Hospital sentenced Liu Wentai and the imperial physician Gao Tinghe.

These two imperial doctors were directly related to the death of Emperor Hongzhi.

But even if Zhao Ce didn't know anything about these two people, he still felt that compared with a real doctor like Divine Doctor Ge, these two people could be compared to each other.

After Doctor Ge heard about his treatment method, he did not deny it immediately.

On the contrary, after seeing the way he detoxified Mr. Cao and others, he directly recognized himself.

Now these two imperial doctors, without saying a word, just rely on their status to label themselves in various ways.

If they can't cure it, they think others can't cure it either.

Especially when I saw that Zhao Ce was just a young man, I didn't believe a word he said.

Zhao Ce sneered and refused to give in at all.

"Ge Xianweng, do you two know?"

"Have you two imperial doctors read the book "Emergency Prescriptions for Elbows"?"

"Ge Xianweng?"

Liu Wentai and Liu Wentai looked at each other and seemed a little surprised why Zhao Ce suddenly mentioned this name.

People who study medicine will naturally know this name.

But what does this have to do with Yong Xibo?

There is also that medical book, of course they have heard of its name.

However, medical skills are divided into different sects. As imperial doctors, they have their own sect-wide inheritance.

Even if they had heard of this miraculous doctor who existed in the history of medical books, they had never studied it in depth.

Now that he heard Zhao Ce's words, Liu Wentai was a little suspicious and said, "What do Yong Xibo mean by these words?"

Zhao Ce said calmly: "I am the direct disciple of Divine Doctor Ge."

"One of the medical books given by my master is called "Elbow Prescriptions for Emergency Prescriptions"."

"This book records the method of treating smallpox."

"Just because the two imperial doctors haven't heard of this method, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Liu Wentai's expression changed.

Really?

And what’s going on with Yong Xibo?

Isn't he a scholar?

How come I still have medical skills inherited from me?

Looking at him at his age and his talent, what can he learn?

If he was really some kind of medical prodigy, wouldn't his reputation have been established long ago?

Inside the carriage, Liu Jin was lifting the curtain, and Zhu Houzhao was sitting inside watching the confrontation between Zhao Ce and these people.

I was still sighing in my heart, although Zhao Ce is young, he really doesn't lag behind these old doctors.

Hearing the words passed down from Master Zhao's sect again, he muttered: "He also said that he is not proficient in medical skills and has only read a few medical books."

"Fortunately, Master, I don't believe this."

"These are all direct disciples of the miracle doctor. How can they not be proficient in it?"

Zhu Houzhao's words were not whispered, and the two imperial doctors standing next to him heard them.

They all looked embarrassed.

Gao Tinghe said stiffly: "Although we have heard about the Ge family."

"But after all, it is not the Xinglin authentic sect. After such a long time, the inheritance has been lost a lot."

"Even if you know something, you can't base it on this."

Zhao Ce glanced at him coldly.

It is said that scholars look down upon each other.

But among doctors, this kind of custom is actually no less conciliatory.

Zhao Ce didn't want to say any more and said directly: "Since the two imperial doctors have never heard of it, then don't delay my opportunity to control the plague."

This was what the two of them had just said again.

Zhao Ce repeated this, obviously trying to stop them from getting off the stage.

But Zhao Ce doesn't care whether they step down or not.

Zhao Ce continued: "It only takes five days to see whether my method is effective."

"Instead of letting these people be imprisoned and waiting to die, why not try my method."

Zhao Ce directly left the decision-making power to Zhu Houzhao.

"Master Zhu, what do you think?"

Zhu Houzhao had just heard Zhao Ce's words about the inheritance of medical skills, and he already believed 90% of them.

He agreed without saying a word.

"What Yong Xibo said makes sense, and it should be like this."

When Liu Wentai and Liu Wentai heard that Zhu Houzhao supported Zhao Ce so much, the expressions on their faces were as uncomfortable as eating shit.

One is a judge from the Taiyuan Hospital, and the other is an imperial doctor who has been practicing medicine for decades.

Together, the two of them lost to a young boy.

If this word spreads, won't they be ridiculed by their peers in the future?

Liu Wentai tried to struggle and said: "Young master, we are here on the emperor's order..."

Zhu Houzhao curled his lips: "Then you should do your job well. I will go back and tell my father clearly about Yong Xibo's matter."

Zhao Ce, who received Zhu Houzhao's support, simply vaccinated Xu Fang with cowpox.

Xu Fang had heard this legend about his master before, but he didn't remember it for a moment.

Now that he remembered his identity as the apprentice of his master, Divine Doctor Ge, his confidence increased greatly.

Just lift up your sleeves.

Zhao Ce took cotton dipped in alcohol and smeared it on his arm, then made a cut and injected the cowpox into it.

"Three days."

After Zhao Ce finished planting the seeds on Xu Fang, he said directly: "You will have a fever on the first day, dizziness on the second day, and red spots on your body that only occur when you are infected with smallpox."

"After that, the symptoms disappear and you will be cured on the third day."
To be continued...