Kuai Liang was silent for a while and said: "Thank you very much!"

"It is said that doctors are holy hands in the apricot forest, but there are many people who have eaten apricot fruits and cut down apricot trees," Ji Ping said: "I will not get involved in the affairs of you counselors and generals. The more I get involved, the more you will die..."

But as a doctor, although he saves many people, he ultimately benefits less.

When Kuai Liang heard this, he glanced at him and saw that he was sad. He thought he recalled Xu Du's injustice and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all. He only said: "Since you are an imperial physician, why don't you have your disciple Ruoxu with you?!"

Ji Ping was indeed in despair. When he came to Jingzhou, he was accompanied by only two medicine servants.

He used to be an imperial physician. Imperial physicians also came from a well-established family.

Speaking of this, it really touched Ji Ping's heart. He burst into tears and said: "Why not? There were originally, even if there were not three thousand disciples, there were thirty or fifty. Later, they were mixed into some things inexplicably.

How many lives have been lost in the year and filled in Xudu..."

The emperor has no dignity, and it is even more difficult for ministers to be ministers. If you do not stand in line among the unknown and can only heal the sick, you will indeed be hated by people... Kuai Liang knew that he might have survived in the cracks and died.

I don’t know what to comfort me?!

Seeing Ji Ping's grief, he comforted him and said, "Sir, have you heard of Hua Tuo's name?!"

Ji Ping was startled. Hua Tuo was a traveling doctor, famous and highly skilled, but he was really a wild man. How could a family member who was an imperial physician think highly of someone like him?!

"If you can't tolerate it in the court, you can teach students freely in the opposition." Kuai Liang said: "I heard that Hua Tuo opened a medical school and there are three to five thousand disciples..."

Literary men look down upon each other, and doctors also look down upon each other. When Ji Ping heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched and he sneered: "I had to accept thirty or fifty disciples that day, but he was a very skilled man and was bold enough to recruit three to five thousand people."

, Ha..." Moreover, many of his thirty or fifty disciples come from a family of imperial doctors themselves. Circles like this are closed in aristocratic families, and of course knowledge is also closed. It is impossible for him to recruit disciples like Hua Tuo.

It's as simple as selling goods.

That disdainful tone combined with his swollen and deformed face and embarrassed temperament made him look particularly arrogant.

Kuai Liang wanted to laugh inexplicably, and said: "If you see them, who is more skilled, let's compare them, and you will be better!"

This Jiping is a strange old man! Hua Tuo is even more strange. I hope these two will not fight when they meet. But if they are competitive, maybe Jiping has a meaning to live. Otherwise, it would be a pity to wither and die.

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