Hu Shaokang traveled to the Xinglin family in Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty.
His biological father opened a medical clinic, and his uncle was in charge of the imperial medical bureau. Unfortunately, these had little to do with the twelve-year-old Hu Shaokang.
Because he was the unloved bastard son of his father's seventh aunt.
Living in Bianjing is not easy.
In the front yard, the two direct brothers are fighting over the family property, and in the back yard, the eldest lady and the eighth-room concubine are fighting each other.
In order to live comfortably in ancient times, Hu Shaokang rolled up his sleeves and diligently started his profession in his previous life: barefoot doctor.
So——
In the bustling city of Bianjing, where official offices stand tall, fireworks are flying all over the city, merchants gather in the market, and people walk in brocade clothes at night, with the charm of the Jiangnan water town and the splendor of golden beams and palaces, a gentle and handsome young man quietly appears. *
Carrying a medical kit on his back, he walked with solid steps through the streets and alleys of Bianjing, measuring the city step by step, and cured countless families of their illnesses.
Soon after, the reputation of the young doctor spread in Bianjing City: Oh, even though the doctor is young, he has great medical skills!
The young man, Hu Shaokang, blushed slightly when he was praised.
Treating diseases and saving lives is the basic professional quality of a doctor. Besides doing his job, he also wants to earn more money and live a comfortable life in this era.
Ps1: *The poem is quoted from the Internet
Ps2: The story of a young man who makes a fortune and practices medicine is a daily life, warm and slow, living in the market, a micro-group portrait, there is a female protagonist but not many emotional lines.
Intention: Satisfaction, success, and health every step of the way.