Chapter 30 Notre Dame de Paris (2) Volume 5 This will destroy that (2)

"Medicine!" said the archdeacon, shaking his head.He looked thoughtful for a moment, then added: "Partner Durango—since that's your name—please turn your head away. You see my answer is already written on the wall." Partner Durango turned his head and saw the words engraved on the wall above his head: "Medicine is the daughter of dreams.—Jean Prique" Jacques Coutier, who had been annoyed by his companion's question, was even more annoyed by Don Claude's answer.He leaned forward and said in a very low voice so as not to be heard by the archdeacon, leaning into Durango's ear: "I told you a long time ago that this is a madman. But you must come and see him!"

"That's because the madman is probably right, Doctor Jacques!" replied the companion in the same tone, smiling wryly. "As you please!" replied Courtier coldly.Then he turned to the archdeacon and said: "Don Claude, you are so good at medicine that you can't even trouble Hippocrates, just as hazelnuts can trouble monkeys. Medicine is a dream! If a pharmacologist Here with the masters of medicine, it's no wonder they don't stone you. So you deny the effect of aphrodisiacs on the blood, and plasters on the flesh! You deny the cure of the eternal patient called man, by Flowers and minerals are called the eternal pharmacy of the world!"

①Ancient Greek philosopher in the fourth century BC. ② An ancient Greek medical scientist in the fifth century BC. "I deny neither the pharmacy nor the patient, but the doctor," said Don Claude dryly. "Listen to you, gout is a rash in the body, applying a baked mouse to the wound can heal the wound, and injecting new blood into the old blood vessel can restore youth. These are all fake! Two plus two equals four, and the horn arch reverses Empress Zhang is anterior bow, these are also fake!" Coutier said fieryly. The archdeacon replied calmly: "I have a different opinion on some things."

Courtier blushed when he heard this. "Come, come, my good Couttier, don't be angry!" said his companion Durangot. "Is the vicar bishop one of his own?" Courtier calmed down, and muttered softly: "After all, this is a madman!" "Oh my God, Master Claude, you are really embarrassing me." Partner Du Langruo continued after a moment of silence. "I have come to ask you for advice on two things: one about my health, and the other about my horoscope." "Sir," replied the archdeacon, "if that's what you've come for, you don't have to climb my stairs out of breath. I don't believe in medicine, and I don't believe in astrology."

"Really!" said the companion. Courtier forced a smile, and whispered to his partner Durango: "You see now, he's crazy. He doesn't believe in astrology!" "How can it be imagined that each starlight is a thread that hangs around everyone's head!" Don Claude went on. "Then what do you believe in?" exclaimed Du Langruo's partner. The vice-bishop hesitated for a moment, then a gloomy smile appeared on his face, as if denying his answer: "Believe in God." ① "Our Lord." ② Du Langruo's partner crossed himself and added a sentence.

"Amen," said Courtier. ①② The original text is Latin. "My lord," went on the companion, "I am really glad to see you so pious. But, you are a famous scholar, do you believe in learning again and again?" "No." The archdeacon replied, and at the same time grabbed the arm of Du Langruo's partner, and the dark eyes flashed with enthusiasm. "No, I do not deny learning. It is not that I have long crawled on my prostrate, with my fingernails in the earth, through the myriad winding paths of the burrow, not failing to see, far before me, at the end of a dark corridor, a cable There was a light, a flame, something, probably the dazzling reflection of the central laboratory where the sick and the wise suddenly found God."

"In the final analysis, what do you think is true and credible?" Du Langruo's partner interrupted him. "alchemy." Courtier exclaimed: "Really! Don Claude, alchemy has its reasons, but why do you curse medicine and astrology?" "Your human studies are pure hypocrisy! Your heavenly studies are pure hypocrisy!" the archdeacon said majestically. "This is too presumptuous for Epidavros and Chaldea," replied the doctor with a sneer. ① Epidavros is a city in ancient Greek mythology, located in the north of Argos, with the temple of Asclepius, the god of medicine.Chaldea is located in the west of Sumer, the ancient empire (or Neo-Babylonian Empire), known for its astronomy and astrology.

② A skilled craftsman in ancient Greek mythology, good at architecture and sculpture.