Zhenguan Xiaoxian Wang Li Shen Li Shimin

Li Shen came here to discuss business, and he suddenly had a few ideas.

Originally, Li Shen could have relaxed and enjoyed life, but Wang Hongfu's words yesterday forced him to think about how to make money.

He actually owed so much money in the past two years, including a loan of 2.6 to 2.7 million strings of cash, and a debt of 1.5 million strings of cash to his sister.

What have I done in the past year? Why do I have no money at all?

He suddenly began to understand why those big entrepreneurs in his previous life suddenly became in debt and went bankrupt.

If he doesn't have support now, he will probably go bankrupt sooner or later.

"May I ask what your Highness has in mind?" Sun Simiao asked.

It was obvious that he could not understand Li Shen's difficulties. He always thought that Li Shen had endless money.

"Someone, go and call Li Xiuwei." Li Shen shouted outside.

Then he said to Sun Simiao:

"Dr. Sun, I know you are not good at this. Please leave these mundane matters to Li Xiuwei. Dr. Sun, just focus on your own medical research.

Doctor Sun doesn't need to worry about other things."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your understanding." Sun Simiao bowed, but things were different now, even though he was wholeheartedly seeking the truth and curing illnesses and saving lives.

But now he has a family and children. Even if he doesn't care about worldly affairs, he still has to think about his descendants.

His eldest son, Sun Xing, is only ten years old this year. He has been studying since he was young and also learned medical skills from him, but he really doesn't want his son to be a doctor like him.

With such good conditions as Prince Ji, he naturally wanted to become an official and bring honor to his family.

Soon Li Xiuwei came forward as summoned and saluted:

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Prince Ji. I wonder what orders you have for me."

Although Li Xiuwei served as the dean of Ji Wangfu Medical College, he was an official.

"Xiu Wei, tell me about the medical school this year. I've been away for so long, how is the medical school developing? Is there anything else you need?"

Li Shen pointed to a chair beside him and motioned him to sit down.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Li Xiuwei sat down and reported:

"Your Highness, this year, two new wards were added to the back of the Second Hospital, which can accommodate 700 people. The First Hospital has given up the original royal ward.

A new ward building has been added as a ward for honorary and royal wards and is now in use."

"Well, very good. What about the laboratory?" Li Shen asked with satisfaction.

"Your Highness, the laboratory is under construction and has not yet been completed. This year, we have printed all the prescriptions twice, dividing them into three parts.

One copy was placed in the medical school, one copy was sent to the palace, and the other copy was sent to the prince's palace."

Li Xiuwei replied that this was also specially arranged by Li Shen.

Many precious things disappeared in the war. Li Shen was prepared for a rainy day. He was worried about what would happen if an accident happened in the medical school, such as a fire, and all the information was burned.

There is no computer backup now, all are paper books, and nothing will be left in a fire.

Li Shen even had more than one copy of the recipes for other industries in Prince Ji's Mansion, for fear of losing them.

"The laboratory must be completed as soon as possible, and construction should begin immediately in the spring of next year. Tell Wang Hongfu that this is my request.

I will also build a workshop in the back to specialize in producing medicine.

Doctor Sun, nowadays most of our patients rely on decoctions, which is time-consuming, so I have an idea to make it into a Chinese patent medicine.

We prepare medicines in advance according to the symptoms, just like this pill, so we can give it to patients directly when they come to see us.

This can simplify the process and save a lot of time. Those with mild symptoms can just get the medicine directly.

Our doctors can then treat more patients.”

Li Shen looked at Sun Simiao. This was his idea. The decoction was too slow to process. It took half an hour to boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water. Many medicines could not be taken during the cooking process.

Many people don’t know how to operate it, and the effect of the medicine they make at home after getting the prescription is not so ideal.

Many times the medicine has no effect after taking it.

Sun Simiao pondered for a moment after hearing this:

"Your Highness, this method is indeed good, but you have overlooked one point. If it is made into pills, the price will increase, and this will also increase the burden on the people."

Although Sun Simiao did not know how to do business, he knew that making pills required many additional steps, and the labor costs alone were quite high.

The pills made are naturally more expensive.

Li Shen shook his head:

"That's fine. We can give the people two options. We can just raise the price by 10%, and the rest will be supplemented by the First Hospital.

The price of pills sold to wealthy businessmen and nobles was increased by three times, no, five times, but they didn't care about the extra few hundred coins.

But these few hundred coins can cure more people’s illnesses.”

Robbing the rich to help the poor is the only solution Li Shen can think of. If he changes to another place, it may not be possible to achieve the income balance between the two sides.

But what place is this? This is Chang'an City. The streets are full of noble officials and wealthy businessmen. Half of the rich people in the Tang Dynasty are here.

And the most famous corridor between the two capitals is inhabited by the great aristocratic families.

In other words, Li Shen did not plan to make too much money, otherwise this medical school would have earned at least several million strings of cash a year.

This place is full of nobles and rich businessmen.

These nobles are not just one person, but a whole family. Everyone has a headache or a fever and is sick. If you don't go to the First Hospital for treatment and make an appointment with a specialist, you can't show that you are the son of a noble family.

"Your Highness, if that's the case then there's no problem." Li Xiuwei nodded in agreement.

"Well, go on." The matter was decided.

“Yes, the number of people receiving treatment at the Second Hospital this year is more than double that of last year, and many people from further afield also come here for treatment.

There are many serious illnesses, such as intestinal abscesses and difficult labor. However, some pregnant women suffer from difficult labor and die before reaching the medical school because of the long journey.

We only managed to save six babies from the wombs of dead mothers, and the rest died.”

Li Xiuwei's expression darkened as he spoke of this, feeling somewhat regretful. If they could reach the medical school, there was at least an 80% chance that his wife, who was in labor, could be saved.

Caesarean section surgery has matured over the years, with a survival rate of up to 70% to 80%.

"There is no other way, so I will let you train talents in this field and let them return to various regions to practice medicine.

What our Tang Dynasty lacks most now is population, but every year more than 10,000 mothers and fetuses die due to difficult labor.

This plan must be carried out as soon as possible. I will not keep it to myself. Treating illnesses and saving lives is a way to accumulate merit.

This king hopes that this surgery can be carried forward and help more people."

Li Shen also sighed secretly. Although he could not be called a good person, he also had lofty ideals. He hoped that the people could live a good life and have access to medical treatment.

(I got up at 3 o'clock to write, but missed 7 o'clock)