I traveled back to the Qin Dynasty, and the First Emperor begged me to become his empress.

Chapter 338 Proposal to Establish a Medical School

The medical exchange conference has quietly come to a close. This five-day event, a treasure trove of medical knowledge, has provided a wealth of learning for every participating doctor.

At the exchange meeting, renowned doctors from all over Qin and even neighboring countries sat together, sharing their medical insights. From the diagnosis of difficult diseases to unique treatment methods, from the processing of medicinal herbs to acupuncture and massage techniques, every topic sparked a lively discussion. Some doctors brought their proven prescriptions, accumulated over many years of clinical practice, and shared them without reservation; others recounted unusual cases they encountered while practicing medicine in remote areas, broadening everyone's horizons.

At this moment, a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere filled the venue. The doctors' faces beamed with smiles, reflecting the satisfaction and joy of gaining knowledge. In small groups, they continued to exchange ideas with great enthusiasm, feeling incredibly proud to participate in such a grand event. The experiences and mutual learning they had gained over the past few days had been very rewarding, and everyone felt the trip had been truly worthwhile.

On the sixth day of the medical exchange conference, the sunlight streamed through the windows, warming the hall. Ying Wuyou, dressed in a magnificent gown, walked gracefully onto the stage. Her eyes shone with determination and confidence, and her voice was clear and powerful: "Ladies and gentlemen," she said, "besides the opportunity for renowned doctors to exchange ideas and learn from each other, there is another major reason for holding this medical exchange conference. I plan to establish a medical school specifically to teach children who are interested in and talented in medicine."

As Ying Wuyou finished speaking, the once bustling hall fell silent instantly. Then, the crowd began whispering and discussing amongst themselves. What had they heard? A medical school? Was this the opening of the doors to medicine? Ordinary people could study medicine? But traditionally, medical training was mostly passed down through families, with a small number taking on apprentices who spent ten or eight years as students before being taught actual medical skills. Who would teach medicine to complete strangers?

An elderly doctor with white hair and beard stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said loudly, "Princess Jiayang, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Medicine is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. How can it be easily taught to outsiders? Only family inheritance can guarantee the purity of medical skills. If it is taught casually to children who do not know the background, I'm afraid it will disgrace the way of medicine."

Ying Wuyou smiled slightly, his gentle gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said, "I know your concerns, but don't you all want medicine to flourish? Are you just paying lip service to saving lives? You all know that, not to mention the other countries, even in Qin alone, many people die because they don't receive timely medical treatment. The root cause is that there are too few doctors. You have been keeping your medical skills tightly under wraps. Aren't you afraid that medicine will decline and disappear?"

The doctors in the audience listened, falling into deep thought. Ying Wuyou continued, "My envisioned medical school will invite the most renowned doctors in Qin and even the entire world to teach. The courses will begin with basic medical and pharmacological principles, progressing step by step. The academy will have a rigorous examination system; only truly talented and ethical students will be able to learn advanced medical skills. Moreover, after completing their studies, they will travel throughout Qin to treat and save lives. In this way, medicine will be passed down, the people will benefit, and your medical skills will be demonstrated in more people. Isn't this a good thing?"

A young doctor stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Your Highness is absolutely right. I am willing to support the establishment of a medical school. In my medical practice, I have deeply felt the shortage of doctors. Often, there are only one or two doctors in a county, which is simply not enough to keep up with the demand. How wonderful it would be if more people could study medicine."

However, the vast majority of people still disagreed. One person shouted, "Back when I was learning medicine, I became a disciple of my master at the age of nine. I spent my days serving him tea and water, cleaning his latrine, and so on for ten long years before he finally began to teach me how to identify various herbs. Only then did I truly embark on the path of medicine. Why should others be able to study medicine without going through such hardships? This is unfair to those of us who have put in so much effort!"

Ying Wuyou's gaze slowly shifted to the man, who appeared to be in his early thirties. He was currently consumed by extreme anger, his eyes wide and bulging as if spitting fire. Ying Wuyou calmly replied, "There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world. At the age of nine, you had to serve your master, doing chores, but there are others who, at nine, have already received the full support and nurturing of their families, and are already intimately familiar with all kinds of herbs. So, tell me, is this situation fair?"

Upon hearing Ying Wuyou's words, the man was speechless and stood frozen in place. After a brief pause, Ying Wuyou continued, "Even worse, some children are already afflicted with illness at the tender age of nine, suffering from it day and night, and ultimately tragically die young. Is that fair?"

Faced with Ying Wuyou's repeated questions, the man was completely stunned. His mouth gaped open, but he couldn't utter a single word, as if he had choked. Seeing this, Ying Wuyou didn't stop speaking, but continued his impassioned speech: "I once heard a saying—'When poor, cultivate your own virtue; when successful, benefit all under heaven.' I don't expect everyone to be selfless and devoted without reservation, but the current situation is that when people fall ill, they have nowhere to seek medical treatment. This has become a major problem that needs to be solved! Under such circumstances, all of you here clearly have the ability to teach and train more excellent doctors to provide help to the people. So why do you keep your medical skills to yourselves?"

Ying Wuyou completely disregarded what others might think and continued, "I understand perfectly well that your concerns stem from the worry that if everyone starts learning medicine, you'll lose your jobs. But the world is so vast and populous; how could there be a shortage of patients for doctors to treat? Moreover, learning medicine is by no means easy. You have all achieved what you have today through a tremendous amount of time and effort. Don't you understand the many difficulties and obstacles along this path? It's not something anyone can easily learn and master."