(Fourteen)

Jang Geum’s medical girl exam was almost unmissable and she came in last.

Zhang De was very angry.

Her best apprentice actually passed the last place in the medical exam, and she felt very embarrassed.

The consequences of Zhang De's anger were serious, and he hit Director Zheng's door directly. This fight means that if you don’t fight, you won’t get to know each other.

The two of them discussed medical skills, and each of them admired him very much. However, when they talked about Jang Geum, they always broke up on bad terms.

Zheng Yunbai appreciates Jang Geum's character and thinks that Zhang De has led Jang Geum down the wrong path.

Zhang De was so angry that he took him back to another hospital, pointed at Han Shanggong and said, "Come and check her pulse."

Han Shanggong didn't know why, but thought that since Zhang De She had her own reasons for doing so, and quietly stretched out her wrist. Zheng Yunbai looked at Zhang De and then at Han Shanggong. He hesitated for a moment and stretched out three fingers to take a pulse.

Zhang De sat beside him angrily, saying nothing.

Zheng Yunbai checked the pulse for a moment and then took back his hand.

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Han Shanggong left the room and went to the kitchen to prepare fruits.

Zhang De said, "Do you know who she is?"

Zheng Yunbai raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"She is the palace maid who was demoted to Jeju as a maid together with Jang Geum. She is Jang Geum's teacher."

Zheng Yunbai said "ah" and stopped talking.

Zhang Deqi said: "You have already checked her pulse, and you must know that when she arrived in Jeju, she had already died and faked her death. If she hadn't met me, I would have slowly sewn her up piece by piece like a patchwork. , Now the grass on the grave is three feet high! Tell me! How can I get rid of the resentment in my heart?" Zheng Yunbai coughed twice and said in a low voice. If you have a heart disease, you shouldn't teach her medical skills at will."

Zhang De sneered and said, "How about you give me a clear way to rush into Gyeongbokgung Palace and kill the enemy?" /p>

Zheng Yunbai remained silent. Even if you look at Han Shanggong's pulse a few years later, you can still trace his tragic appearance back then. Even now, he cannot be said to be healthy. It's just a matter of luck that I live next to Zhang De, a famous doctor, who has the convenience of being able to diagnose and treat problems at any time.

"Besides, do you know why we came to Hanyang when we were staying well in Jeju?"

Zheng Yunbai looked up at her.

"You must have heard about the fact that the imperial guards arrested a medical girl who was practicing medicine for Japanese pirates a few days ago, right?"

Zheng Yunbai nodded. At that time, their internal medical officer I have also discussed this matter, and I feel that things are hurting others.

"I was the one who treated the Japanese pirates, Jang Geum was the one who was punished, and it was the woman just now who was taken to Hanyang in the end." Zhang De said angrily: "We also treat diseases and save lives, but we treat women's lives Why are you so contemptuous?"

Zhang De glanced at Zheng Yunbai and said sincerely: "I don't ask you to change your mind immediately. At least you know her character as well. , can you bear her losing her wings like this?"

Zheng Yunbai said nothing.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Zhang De stopped chasing and said instead: "I want your red ginseng recipe."

Zheng Yunbai looked at her and pointed. outside the door. Zhang De nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't get you in vain. I can cure Fuliang." A flash of ridicule flashed across his face, "My enemy is suffering from Fuliang disease. In order to keep him alive, I am It took a lot of effort. Now he is still alive."

Zheng Yunbai was overjoyed. Zhang De's words were harsh, but he was really capable. She said "not alive or dead", which means that it can be cured, but she can control the extent of the cure. This is much harder than curing it!

Just as he was about to say thank you, his face suddenly turned solemn, "Speaking of which, if Jang Geum uses his medical skills to harm others, don't blame me for taking action."

Zhang De glanced at him sideways. , "Thank you for saying you believe in her character. You underestimated that child's heart and overestimated her plan.

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Zheng Yunbai couldn’t help but smile when he remembered the time when Jang Geum went to Duozhaixuan, and agreed with Zhang De’s words.

Han Shanggong saw her sending Zheng Yunbai out and then left the kitchen. Come out.

"Ernie! Come on! I found a treasure for you! "Zhang De saw her with a smile like a flower. He dragged her into the house and took out a paper bag, which contained a few crumpled wild ginseng.

"This is..." Han Shanggong was puzzled.

Zhang De smiled and said: "I got this from that stubborn old man! This is red ginseng! It is ginseng that has been steamed and sun-dried for nine times. Didn’t I never give you ginseng before? It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare. Not only does ginseng have overbearing medicinal properties, it can also amplify the medicinal properties of other medicines. Ordinary people can use it, but you can't. This red ginseng is different. The medicinal properties of ginseng are still there, but the function of amplifying the medicinal properties is gone. In this way, the toxicity is greatly reduced, and Oni can be taken. "

Han Shanggong hesitated, "This... is very expensive..." They were imprisoned from the palace and were penniless. In the past few years, Zhang De had completely raised her.

Zhang De knew what she was thinking as soon as he heard the words, "Ginseng is more valuable if it is older. But unfortunately, you can't eat it if you are old, and it's not worth the effort to collect it. I also want to ask Ernie to help me test the properties of the medicine. What kind of heat and how long should it be steamed and dried for the best properties? You can handle this better than me, so I pay you for it. "

Han Shanggong looked at Zhang De's smiling face with mixed emotions, and suddenly hated his own slowness. How do you want the people in front of you to treat you well before you are willing to give your sincerity?

He took Zhang De's paper bag and smiled at her, "If you say that, then I can only accept it. Dinner is almost ready. Today I made some chestnut flour cake for dinner. I wonder if you like it. ”

Zhang De grinned and secretly compared his feelings to himself. Sincerity leads to gold and stone. She only mentioned once in front of Han Shanggong that the chestnut powder cake she ate at home when she was a child made her miss it very much. Unexpectedly, she actually remembered it in her heart.

After getting along for a long time, she already knew that Han Shanggong was poor at words. No matter how much he did, he would never say one more word, just today. Tell her that I made this for her.

After eating the soft pastry, Zhang De couldn't help but look at her with a smile. Han Shanggong couldn't bear it and said, "I don't have any in this pastry." Put honey and just some date paste. "

Zhang De was stunned, "What?"

"Not as sweet as your smile!"

Zhang De reacted and laughed.

Han Shanggong blurted out this joking remark and regretted his mistake. Seeing her smiling so happily, he felt even more regretful.

Zhang De's laughter stopped suddenly and he said seriously: "Onie, I'm not laughing because the pastries are sweet. It's because you are sweet."

Han Shanggong rushed out of the door under pressure. Impulsively, he pretended to be nonchalant, and his ears quietly turned red.

Zhang De asked Han Shanggong to make ginseng because he wanted her to use the ginseng without any burden. Unexpectedly, once a seed was sown, Han Shanggong would give her a forest.

"Take a look at this."

Han Shanggong handed Zhang De a plate of sliced ??ginseng slices and a few pieces of paper.

Zhang De picked up the ginseng slices and looked at them, then glanced at the pieces of paper and stood up immediately.

Han Shanggong looked at her solemn expression and felt a little uneasy, so he asked: "What, did you do something wrong?"

Zhang De did not answer, but read carefully word by word, and compared it with the reference while reading. label. After reading them all, Zhang De put down the pages and the tablets and bowed respectfully to Han Shanggong.

Han Shanggong was taken aback and stepped aside, refusing to accept her courtesy, "What are you..."

Zhang De looked at the person in front of him with deep emotion. The palace actually abandoned such an outstanding talent for such a ridiculous reason.

The pieces of paper handed to her by Han Shanggong were very detailed pharmaceutical records.

In addition to the sample ginseng given by Zheng Yunbai, she also made detailed comparisons of the year, place of origin, processing time, traits, and her feelings after taking the ginseng given to her by Zhang De. Including the same origin in different years, the same year in different origins, and even the purchase price, detailed cross comparisons were made.

In addition to the medicinal properties, which still need to be verified, other things are more than enough to be recorded in the pharmacopoeia.

She sat upright and took Han Shanggong's hand, "Ouni, if you make good use of your skills, over time, it is not impossible to become the medicine god of Korea."

Han Shanggong saw that her expression didn't look like she was joking, "Are you... telling the truth?"

Zhang De's eyes were shining and he nodded desperately. She now sees Han Shang Palace as a treasure and doesn't know how to express her love.

"Onie, if you can focus on making medicine and I focus on treating diseases, we will definitely become the most powerful doctors in North Korea."

Han Shanggong hesitated and said: "We? Can I...be considered a doctor?"

Zhang De nodded happily, "A doctor is supposed to diagnose, prescribe, and make medicines! Now that you can help me make medicines, I can prescribe them more accurately. Of course you are a doctor."

In fact, Zhang De tried to teach her how to diagnose the pulse, but I don't know if it was due to the impact of his broken arm. Except for the very obvious and simple pulse pattern, she couldn't feel it at all, so he gave up. The idea of ??studying medicine. Unexpectedly, fate would take a turn and give her such a big surprise here.

Zhang De opened the cabinet and took out a few books and handed them to her, "This is a herbal medicine book. These are the few books I can find. But many of the medicines recorded in it are not available in North Korea. There are prescriptions, but they are of no use at all. Every time I encounter a disease that could be cured, I have to put it aside because there is no medicine. But I always think that since there must be an antidote within seven steps of the poisonous weed, then the land where we Koreans live will be over. There should also be herbs that can treat Korean people’s diseases.” He handed her an extra thick stack of paper, the bottom ones were already yellowing, “These are the prescriptions and herbal medicine records I have accumulated over many years of practicing medicine. I used to go up the mountain a lot. I went looking for herbal medicines and found a lot of unknown but medicinal herbs. I didn’t have any names, but I drew the pictures, but they were a bit rough.”

Han Shanggong took out some pictures of herbal medicines and looked at them. I can't tell the difference between those types of grass.

Zhang De smiled sheepishly, "I'm really not good at painting, but I can tell the difference myself."

Han Shanggong looked at her and blinked.

Zhang De scratched his head and said, "When we go back to Jeju, I will point it out to you one by one. Now that I have Ernie as my helper, others don't have to look at my paintings."

Han Shanggong shook his head and smiled half helplessly and half fondly.

As soon as Zhang De saw her like this, he wanted to nuzzle her, coughed a few times, and asked in a low voice: "What are we eating today?"

"Beet stew" Chicken."

"Beet? Sweet? Stewed chicken?" Zhang De couldn't figure out what it tasted like.

"Jang Geum came back today. That's what she likes to eat."

Zhang De was angry, "I've never heard that someone could come back during the three months of intensive training as a medical supervisor. Home."

Han Shanggong now felt a little bit of her temper, and said softly: "But I just want to give them some relief. If you don't like it, I'll prepare something else for you."

Zhang De shook his head hurriedly: "I don't like what Ernie made. I just haven't eaten it before and can't imagine the taste."

Changwan returned to his hometown tonight. As soon as they met in the hospital, Zhang pulled him to check his pulse.

Jang Geum was puzzled, "First doctor woman? What's wrong with me?"

Zhang De frowned: "This shouldn't be..."

Han Shanggong He became nervous, "Is Jang Geum sick?"

"No."

Han Shanggong asked curiously: "Then what shouldn't be done?"

"She is in Dian After being in the medical supervision for two months, nothing happened. This is so strange!"

Han Shanggong was speechless and got up to go to the kitchen to look at the stew pot.

Jang-geum and Jang-deok told anecdotes about Dian Medical Superintendent, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

At the dinner table, Jang Jin kept asking Zhang De questions, and Han Shanggong kept silent while serving the dishes to the two of them. After answering the difficult questions she encountered in the Dian Medical Prison one by one, Jang Geum began to concentrate on eating, and then she realized that the soup in her and Zhang De's bowls were actually different.

"Huh? What is this bowl of First Doctor Girl?"

"Well, it's ginger vinegar juice. Why, isn't yours?"

"No. , mine is pear soy sauce."

Zhang De tasted it curiously, "Hey, really, why is it different?"

Han Shanggong picked out a piece of leg. Put the meat in her bowl, "This soup is too light. I'm afraid you won't like it, so I adjusted it to have a stronger taste."

Jang Jin silently swallowed a piece of meat and said incomprehensively: "Look, you two Why do you look a bit like an uncle and an aunt? Ani, like my father and my mother." Zhang De almost coughed out a mouthful of ginger meat and covered his mouth with his sleeve. Han Shanggong stood up and poured a bowl of tea for her. Zhang De drank it in large gulps to suppress the spicy taste.

Jang Geum looked at them while eating. When Zhang De stopped coughing, he added, "It looks more like it now."

Zhang De remained silent while Han Shanggong pursed his lower lip. , with a fever on his face, he picked up two large pieces of chicken and put them into Jang Geum's bowl, "Eat quickly, and go to bed early after eating."

Jang Geum didn't think deeply and ate obediently.

Zhang De secretly looked at Han Shanggong's face while eating.

Han Shanggong kept staring at the bowl and eating silently without saying a word, but she didn't even see a piece of mushroom swallowed for a long time.

After finishing the meal without any taste, Jang Jin went to the bathroom to take a bath. Zhang De followed Han Shanggong into the kitchen.

Han Shanggong said strangely: "What are you doing here? There is no food tonight."

Zhang De leaned against her body, wrapped his hands around her waist, and whispered: "Today The dinner was so delicious! Thank you, Unnie!"

Han Shanggong struggled slightly, but when he saw that she had no intention of letting go, he had to pat her hand and said, "Jang Jin is coming out."

Zhang De let go of his hand with satisfaction and Shi Shiran returned to the room.

Han Shanggong was in a daze in the kitchen silently. After thinking about it, he didn't seem to feel any discomfort with Zhang De's actions, so he just let her go.