Chapter 208 Jimin Medical Clinic
Although the yard is simple, it is sufficient to shelter from wind and rain.

Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo each had a room, and the hall was used as a temporary small clinic.

Xin Zhen built a large medicine cabinet, went to the market to personally select herbs and placed them in the cabinet, then Xin Zhen wrote the words "Jimin Medical Clinic" on a wooden board and hung it above the door.

Xin Zhen folded his arms, examined it carefully for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Great vulgarity is great elegance. Although the words 'helping the people' are common, they best embody the doctor's parental heart. Not bad, not bad."

Zhou Zhiruo heard Xin Zhen bragging and smiled, "Brother Xin will become the best doctor in the world."

Xin Zhen chuckled and said, "If I can't be a good prime minister, I'll be a good doctor. I guess I was a very powerful prime minister in my previous life, so I want to be a very powerful doctor in this life."

Zhou Zhiruo thought Xin Zhen was just joking and would never have imagined that in his previous life, Xin Zhen had been the Prime Minister of the New Ming Dynasty at the age of a hundred.

From this day on, a small clinic on the bank of the old river mouth of the Han River officially opened. There was no opening ceremony, no guests to congratulate, only passing boatmen to watch.

However, because there was an endless stream of Ming Cult members seeking medical treatment, it didn't take long before people nearby began to try to come and ask for medical advice.

Xin Zhen's medical skills were very advanced. The local people who came to see him were cured of their illnesses. In just a few months, Xin Zhen's name spread.

Especially the boatmen and fishermen passing by spread the name of Doctor Xin of Jimin Medical Clinic, and people along the banks of Han River also came here by boat for medical treatment, and there were long queues every day.

Seeing that more and more people came, Xin Zhen invited several young doctors to specialize in treating some daily illnesses. He also recruited a number of medical boys to help Zhou Zhiruo process medicinal materials and boil medicinal soups.

In this way, Xin Zhen only needed to treat patients with serious illnesses, difficult and complicated diseases, and trauma, while Zhou Zhiruo only needed to take charge of the overall situation, and the trivial matters were left to the medical boys.

However, as time went by, his fame grew, and Dr. Xin of the Jimin Medical Clinic on the banks of the Han River gradually became the Miracle Doctor Xin.

Gradually, wealthy families came to see the doctor, or asked Doctor Xin to come to their homes for treatment.

Xin Zhen wanted to build a clinic, so he naturally insisted on only treating poor people, but he still had to earn the money he deserved.

In order to ensure that poor people could still receive medical treatment, Xin Zhen invited a number of young doctors to provide medical services.

He taught medical skills to these young doctors every day. Xin Zhen never kept anything to himself. As long as these young doctors were able to learn, he would teach them everything.

He even copied the medical book that Hu Qingniu passed on to him in multiple copies, and every young doctor who came to see him could get a copy.

Xin Zhen was not afraid that teaching his apprentices would starve him to death, but he was afraid that too many quack doctors would kill too many patients.

Xin Zhen's selfless heart made these young doctors deeply admire his character. Not only did they not set up their own practice immediately after learning the medical skills, but they all wanted to become Xin Zhen's disciples.

Xin Zhen didn't care. He was going to teach them medical skills regardless of whether they swore an oath of loyalty or not. And if they did, they would have the title of master and disciple, which would help to restrain them a little.

In the third year of Xin Zhen's medical practice by the Han River, he and Zhou Zhiruo finally built the clinic of their dreams.

As more and more people sought medical treatment, Xin Zhen had to respond.

Later, Jimin Medical Clinic not only built an inpatient department and an emergency department, but also divided the departments into pediatrics, gynecology, emergency department, internal medicine, surgery, etc. Xin Zhen asked his disciples to take charge of each department, and then asked the disciples to recruit apprentices to enrich each department.

Later, the number of doctors reached fifty or sixty, and the number of medical boys reached one or two hundred.

During this period, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji brought Yu Daying to see a doctor, bringing the Black Jade Ointment and asking Xin Zhen, a medical genius, to treat him.

Xin Zhen broke Yu Daying's bones one by one, and then corrected them one by one, and then applied the black jade ointment. After more than two months, Yu Daying's hands were able to move. Then Yu Daying stayed in the Jimin Medical Clinic for a year before he recovered to normal.

Yu Daying was treating his illness here, so naturally Zhang Wuji, his disciple, had to serve him here, which allowed Zhang Wuji to live a very happy life.

In this life, Zhang Wuji did not live a life of displacement. He joined Wudang and became a glorious Wudang disciple, so naturally he did not have those adventures.

But gold will shine wherever it is. Under the Wudang school, Xin Zhen practiced Wudang martial arts and his progress was quite fast.

He started by practicing to remove the cold poison, and then switched to practicing Wudang Nine Yang Gong. I don't know if it was because Zhang Wuji's physique was suitable for the Nine Yang Gong or what, but his practice speed was surprisingly not slow.

But it is much slower than Zhou Zhiruo.

Yu Daying's hands and feet have been disabled for many years, so he can't do anything else but practice internal strength. The internal strength he has accumulated over the years is so strong that it can be said that among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, his internal strength is the strongest.

However, after Yu Daying's hands and feet were gradually able to move, Zhou Zhiruo tried her hand at fighting with him, but Yu Daying was unable to defeat Zhou Zhiruo with his internal strength, which shocked Yu Daying greatly.

However, in Xin Zhen's opinion, it was normal. Zhou Zhiruo had been practicing Zixia Gong for six years, and her practice speed was five times faster than others. This meant that she had at least thirty years of internal strength.

In addition, Zhou Zhiruo herself was very hardworking, and she would take the initiative to practice diligently whenever she had free time, so she accumulated more internal strength. By this calculation, the time she spent practicing internal strength was almost the same as that of Yu Daying.

This year, Zhou Zhiruo turned sixteen and had grown into a big girl. In the past few years, she had been practicing medicine on the banks of the Han River and had rarely been exposed to the wind and sun in the world. As a result, she had red lips and white teeth, and her skin was as white as frosty jade. She had grown into a stunning beauty.

Zhou Zhiruo had been studying medicine in Butterfly Valley a long time ago. She had learned a lot over the years and her medical skills had become quite sophisticated. Sometimes when there were many patients, she would also sit in to see patients. As a result, the name of the female doctor of Jimin Medical Clinic spread far and wide.

In the following two years, Xin Zhen gradually extricated himself from the heavy medical workload because his disciples had become independent doctors with good medical skills, and even the third generation of disciples had gradually grown up.

Except for some particularly serious and difficult cases, Xin Zhen basically does not need to intervene.

Xin Zhen was already 20 years old this year, and Zhou Zhiruo was also 18 years old.

The life of a doctor is both busy and fulfilling. If it weren't for the frequent visits from people from the Ming Cult and some people from the martial arts world, Zhou Zhiruo would have forgotten about the disturbances in the outside world.

On this day, a thick fog rose over the Han River. Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly asked people to put away the herbs that were drying to prevent them from getting wet and spoiling due to the fog. Just as she was busy, Xin Zhen waved to her with a smile.

Zhou Zhiruo quickly wiped her hands, and in a few steps she came to Xin Zhen, showing a sweet and innocent smile and calling out, "Brother Xin."

(End of this chapter)