The news of Li Shilong's assassination was ultimately unable to be hidden.

There was a lot of discussion in the capital, and the people were angry. Many people knelt outside Chengtian Gate to pray for the emperor.

Li Yulan and others entered the palace, but they didn't even enter the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Let's go back, my father is very weak now. You will inevitably bring bacteria into you when you go in." Qin Mo opened half of the crack in the door, and looked at the nervous look of his wives, and felt helpless. From yesterday to now, Li Shilong had a fever and was in a state of confusion.

Both Qin Mo and Zang Ying were so tired that they first cooled down physically, but then acupuncture was still useless.

What he was most worried about was chest infection and pneumothorax. These two things, whatever they were, could kill Li Shilong!

"Mr., can't you even take a look?" The two sisters were so worried.

"Wait until you can see it no matter how you look at it. Third sister, take your crybag home!" Qin Mo persuaded them for a long time before he persuaded them to leave and asked them to go to Lizheng Hall to accompany Empress Gongsun.

"Old Zang, this is not a solution." Back at the bedside, Qin Mo said: "The father's high fever will not subside. It must be a problem with lung wounds. How about the penicillin you asked you to study last time?

It's been three or four months!"

"I refined some things according to your method, but I don't know if the extracted penicillin is effective." Zan Ying was also unsure. Last time Qin Mo made a prescription for him, to be precise, it was a broken prescription.

Because Qin Mo himself couldn't figure out whether the extraction process was correct.

These days, he has basically been huddling at home to study this thing.

I have studied something, but I haven't tried it yet. Is it useful? I'll say it!

"Jing Yun, is this penicillin the medicine you said last time could cure wind and cold?" Li Yuan was also guarding the Palace of Changsheng. If Li Shilong had something to do, he would be able to take care of him.

If things go to the worst, they can also protect both of them.

"Yes, this penicillin can not only treat wind and cold, but also treat trauma in the father's lungs." Qin Mo doesn't know much about other antibiotics, but penicillin is miraculously effective in treating lung infections.

"That's use!" Li Yuan was shocked.

"Old man, this medicine is quite special and difficult to refine. Whether it is effective, how to use it, and how much it is used needs to be tested.

Moreover, a small number of people will be allergic to this medicine, and in severe cases it will cause shock, and will not be treated in time, and may even die." Qin Mo explained.

"So, is this penicillin a double-edged sword?"

"You can use a small dose first. If there is no problem, you can use it." Qin Mo said to Zang Ying: "Let me find someone to try first. If there is no problem, you can use the medicine!"

Zan Ying nodded, "Well, Your Majesty is burning so hard. If this continues, it will really burn people."

"Old man, I need people, the more people, the better!"

Soon, Li Yuan summoned hundreds of strong imperial guards to come.

Zan Ying also went back and brought the penicillin he had refined over.

Looking at the penicillin contained in a porcelain bottle, Qin Mo muttered: "That's all?"

Zan Ying said speechlessly: "What does this mean? I have been crippled and extracted it. I don't know how much material I wasted, and the cost is no less than a thousand taels of silver."

Qin Mo smiled awkwardly. He forgot that penicillin was finally produced in large quantities using corn juice as culture medium.

And now without corn in Daqian, there is naturally no way to talk about mass production.

"Old Zang, I have already drawn the drawings and sent them to Qinzhuang to build a syringe. Then I will use the syringe to inject them intramuscularly!"

With the manufacturing capabilities of Qinzhuang, it should be able to be made before dark.

Moreover, the originator of the syringe is iron, and the needles are also very thick. When Qin Mo was a child, he saw a veterinarian in the village giving injections to pigs at home, and this is what he used.

It is really not something that can be done with the current industrial level.

Both the two directions of the extreme and the small to the extreme represent the height of the industrial level.

"Is it really OK to inject medicine into the muscles and meridians?"

"That's called blood vessels. I won't tell you last time?" Qin Mo corrected.

"It's almost the same," Zanying said, "How long will it take for that syringe to be ready?"

"Wait, if you can't wait, you can also dilute penicillin and let them try it first with an enema, but it may not work."

"No, there's only one here, and it's gone soon after you don't care." Zan Ying said.

As the evening approached, three syringes were sent to Qinzhuang.

However, it was still a little bigger than Qin Mo had imagined.

The needle was as thick as a wheat stem.

Poke a person's body, keep it in custody and poke a small hole.

"Is this the syringe?" Zan Ying looked at it curiously.

"These two are used for experiments, and the rest is left for the father's emperor." Qin Mo held the syringe in his hand, at least two taels.

Conditions are limited, and these syringes can only be reused.

However, as long as the disinfection is done well, the problem should not be big.

Zanying does not extract much penicillin, a bottle of wine per pound is exactly one bottle.

Storage method is particularly rough.

Zan Ying drew a little penicillin, and based on his feelings, he waved to the Imperial Guards, and the man who was leading the way swallowed his saliva, "D, German, do you want to use this to stab me?"

"Well, you can bear it and it's all right!"

As he said that, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he pierced directly into the arms of the Imperial Guards and slowly pushed penicillin in.

Then put the syringe in boiling water to disinfect, then soak the alcohol, and the two syringes alternate.

At the beginning, Zan Ying was a little bit erect, but as he tied it, he felt that this was not as technical as acupuncture.

"Hey, such a big needle is so cunning." Today it was Liu Chenghu and Du Jingming guarding the gate.

Liu Chenghu was nubi with his mouth, "It is said that this is called a syringe, which is specially used to treat diseases. The medicine is called penicillin, which is specially used to treat wind and cold."

Du Jingming stood for a day, his legs had already become weak and he had no strength to speak, "What, are you afraid?"

"Nonsense, you don't even blink if you even take a knife on me!"

As he said that, Liu Chenghu swallowed his saliva and felt inexplicably panic.

Du Jingming didn't say anything, quietly watching Zan Ying give them injections.

After almost an hour of busy work, I beat a hundred people and there were no adverse reactions.

Qin Mo said: "Although I don't know if this is effective, I'm sure that hitting it will not kill anyone!"

Zan Ying nodded, "Go in and give His Majesty the injection."

Entering the Hall of Eternal Life, Li Yuan asked, "The experiment has been completed?"

"Well, old man, now I'll inject penicillin into my father!" Qin Mo dipped the cloth with alcohol and disinfected the place where the needle was to be acupuncture.

Zanying is also more reliable in doing things. He injected a little first to make sure that Li Shilong would not have allergic symptoms, so he increased the dose.

"Old Zang, don't overdo it!" Qin Mo looked at the syringe and stabbed Li Shilong's buttocks, wiping his sweat.

This syringe has no dose scale and does not know the purity of penicillin.

Zan Ying sucked half of the tube with his own feelings.
Chapter completed!