What Zhang Anshi is actually worried about right now is that the Zhu brothers are not suffering from malaria.
Because if it were other difficult and complicated diseases, he might not be sure.
But if it was really malaria, things might be much simpler.
So he directly left Zhu Di aside and hurried to the ward to visit.
After confirming that this was a mosquito-borne disease, Zhang Anshi felt relieved and entered the ward without hesitation.
In the ward, the first person to see him was the King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu.
Zhu Gaoxu was lying on the hospital bed, looking breathless.
Zhang Anshi stepped forward, and a group of doctors were surrounding Zhu Gaoxu doing various tests.
Many examinations, from taking the pulse to testing the body temperature, to examining the throat and even the eyelids, are essential tasks in medical school.
The general conclusion drawn is high fever, sweating, headache, body aches, fatigue and sudden chills.
The leading doctor walked up to Zhang Anshi and said, "Your Highness, this is a record. Please take a look at it."
"How bad is the fever?" Zhang Anshi asked.
There were no thermometers in this era, so we had to rely on experience.
"It shouldn't be low, it's life-threatening."
"In this way, can you determine the general symptoms?"
"At least 90% of the cases are malaria that is more prevalent in the West." The doctor answered cautiously.
He was originally a doctor, but was later recruited by Zhang Anshi, and then he began to study medicine again.
But it’s not so much about medical skills as it is about learning a set of scientific methods.
That is, all symptoms are recorded and various tests are conducted to determine the symptoms.
After that, different medications are used to record the changes in the patient's condition, and the effects of different prescriptions are determined through repeated tests.
At the same time, the prescriptions will be improved, and people will even be organized to exhaustively study pharmacology, so as to select the best treatment methods.
Of course, bacteriology and anatomy are also top priorities.
Only by truly understanding the human body, and only by truly understanding the different symptoms of the body of people who die from different diseases, can we know the source of the disease and the real cause of death.
There are more than 200 people like him, starting from basic pathology, studying pharmacology at the same time, observing or dissecting corpses again and again, and spending several years, and now they can barely be put to use.
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These more than one million taels of silver are not in vain. Not to mention other things, the symptoms and medication records of different diseases are enough to build more than a dozen rooms.
The doctor said: "A few students were sent to Luzon to study for two years. The symptoms of malaria in Luzon are the same. The malaria suffered by His Highness the King of Han is now very critical, and the local natives are
There are some treatments for malaria, but...students think they are not very useful."
Zhang Anshi said: "Then try that medicine."
"Um..." The doctor looked up at Zhang Anshi and said hesitantly: "This medicine has not... been used on other patients... I'm afraid..."
Zhang Anshi said: "At this time, I don't have much to worry about. The situation is urgent, so I have to use them to test the medicine. Don't worry, I know what I know."
After receiving Zhang Anshi's correct words, the doctor had no choice but to say: "Okay, student, go and prepare now."
At that moment, he left in a hurry without any further hesitation.
Zhang Anshi saw that the King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, was drowsy and unconscious, so he did not disturb him and just walked around silently.
Soon, the doctor took out the medicine.
This medicine was in powder form and was first stuffed into the mouth of Zhu Gaoxu, King of Han Dynasty, and then taken with warm water.
It seemed that the medicine was quite irritating, so Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han Dynasty, groaned a few times, drank warm water with a murmur, and then reluctantly swallowed it.
Zhang Anshi ordered: "Record the physical signs after taking the medicine every half an hour."
"Here."
Zhang Anshi felt relieved and came out of the ward.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Di was already standing on the corridor outside the ward, lips pursed, as if he had been waiting for him to come out.
Zhang Anshi saluted Zhu Di and opened his mouth to speak.
Zhu Di whispered: "Don't disturb the people inside."
Zhang Anshi understood and went to the courtyard with Zhu Di.
Zhu Di then said: "How is the situation now?"
Zhang Anshi said: "I have a magic medicine, but I don't know... whether it can be successful."
Zhu Di frowned: "Since there is a miracle medicine, why didn't you tell me about it earlier? What's more, if it is a miracle medicine, why are you worried that it will not succeed?"
"The condition is too serious now. I dare not say that I am 100% sure. After all, this is a serious illness and my life may be in danger at any time." Zhang Anshi answered honestly.
After hearing this, Zhu Di frowned and said, "I hope... it will work. But... isn't there no cure for malaria?"
Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty... I happen to have done some small research on this. If it can really work miraculously, it will not only be able to save His Royal Highness King Zhao and His Highness the King of Han from danger, but also..."
Zhu Di had mixed feelings in his heart at this time, and he was very confused.
But I heard Zhang Anshi continue: "It can also... save countless people. In addition... it can also be used... to spread this medical school all over the world... to earn countless money..."
After hearing this, Zhu Di was subconsciously ecstatic at first, and then worried. He couldn't help but cursed: "How long has it been, and you are still thinking about money."
"Yes, yes." Zhang Anshi nodded hurriedly and said: "I just mentioned it casually. I didn't mean anything else. The most important thing right now is to rescue His Highness the King of Han and His Highness the King of Zhao. They and I are really as close as brothers.
, if they do anything bad, how can I live..."
After Zhang Anshi said this, he became heartbroken and couldn't help wiping his tears.
Zhu Di was also in tears. So far, he has worked hard to control his emotions and try his best not to lose his composure.
But this was his son after all. Zhu Di did not have many heirs, only three. Now two of them were brought down. It would be unimaginable for any father.
He was pacing back and forth anxiously, and at this moment, Yi Shiha had quietly arrived.
Zhu Di ignored it and was disappointed.
But Yi Shiha also lowered his head and didn't say a word.
Until he was in a trance, Zhu Di raised his head, glanced at Yi Shiha suddenly, and suddenly said: "What's the matter?"
Only then did Yi Shiha say: "Over there in the East Factory...over there..."
Seeing his hesitation, Zhu Di was furious: "Say."
Yi Shiha said: "There is news from Dongchang that...at Honglu Temple...there is a servant in the Zhao State's envoy who has a dispute with the scholar."
"Dispute?" Zhu Di's face darkened, he squinted and stared at Yi Shiha.
At this time, Zhu Di was already full of worry and anger, and he was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger.
Zhu Di said coldly: "Why are you arguing?"
Facing Zhu Di, who was obviously accumulating anger, Yi Shiha had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "It seems...it seems that I heard that King Zhao and His Highness the King of Han were critically ill. Some scholars were overjoyed. A servant of Zhao was very angry when he saw this.
, and they started to quarrel, but fortunately... they were stopped by Xie Jin, so no trouble happened."
silence.
Zhu Di said nothing.
Yi Shiha also seemed to feel frightened, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "Slave... this slave is guilty of tens of thousands of deaths, and is guilty of tens of thousands of deaths... Such trivial matters should not be reported to Your Majesty... It will add trouble to Your Majesty...
"
After saying that, he kowtowed hard until his head was broken and bleeding.
The Spring Warm Duck Prophet, he knows your Majesty's temper best.
At this time, he knew more clearly that His Majesty was extremely angry.
Zhu Di suddenly said sadly: "I am so happy? Who is so happy?"
Only then did Yi Shiha slightly raise his head, revealing his bloody forehead, and said: "I have inquired about Dongchang's story... Many people talked about it with great interest, saying that they would summon all the kings.
It wasn't the traitor Zhang Anshi's idea to enter the capital, so what happens now... What does it mean to reap the consequences... and he said..."
Zhu Di suddenly interrupted him slowly and said: "That's enough. I just want to ask, who said that?"
"Most of them are scholars." Yishiha endured the sting on his forehead and did not dare to blink. He only replied honestly: "If it weren't for the servants in the Zhao State mission who made a noise with them and alerted Honglu Temple,
I’m afraid this servant doesn’t know yet…”
Yi Shiha said...actually, he made it clear in the last sentence.
He also wondered what kind of person he was. He was also a person who was full of evil intentions.
Most of the time, unless there is an accident, there are many things in the capital that someone does not deliberately want to convey something.
Otherwise, the retinue of the Zhao envoy who was so good would suddenly get into an argument with someone, and the quarrel would go so far as to make heaven listen.
It is said that people in the palace are scheming, which is all slander. The palace is full of slaves and servants, and there is a limit to the intrigues.
But what’s exciting outside the palace is that everyone looks grand, but secretly they are really going to kill the whole family. It’s really bloody!
But at this moment, Zhu Di felt that his mind was completely blank.
He looked sharply at Zhang Anshi and said: "Jin Yiwei goes to check and find out..."
Zhang Anshi was frightened when he listened. To be honest, he admired some people who were very talkative. They really dared to say anything at any time.
Zhang Anshi said: "I will arrange it."
Zhu Di hesitated at this moment, and then said: "No need, you are here first, they are still pointing at you, everything... will wait until tomorrow, people... can't run away."
Zhang Anshi said: "Here."
Saying that, Zhang Anshi glanced at Yi Shiha.
Yi Shiha also looked helpless. His forehead had been cut, and drops of blood were even streaming down his face, but he didn't dare to cover it with his hands. The medical school was right in front of him, let alone bandage it.
However, Zhu Di said nothing and continued to pace back and forth, but his face became more and more gloomy.
Those eyes had a bit more of a cold edge like a sharp edge.
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Honglu Temple.
The deputy envoy came in a hurry.
"Is it ready?" Xie Jin raised his head and asked.
The deputy envoy said: "That's it."
Xie Jin sighed and said, "Finally we have to make a decision for them."
The deputy envoy looked at him with an open mouth and said: "Jie Gong..."
Xie Jin looked at the deputy envoy calmly and then said: "You must think that I am doing whatever it takes."
The deputy hurriedly shook his head.
Jie Jin said, "That's what you think in your heart. But I did this for the tens of thousands of Han people in Java. If King Zhao has any good intentions, Java is isolated outside the territory, and the young master ascends the throne, what will he do to protect himself in the future? Yue
At this time, we are more and more thirsty for talents. But if it is to teach people to leave their homes, how can it be so easy? Yes...it is not easy for these people who have left their homes. But think about your family in Java, think about those who have the same
The soldiers who are riddled with diseases and fight day and night with the natives, as well as the women and children working in the planting industry."
"There is a saying that loyalty and justice cannot be balanced. People living in the world have to make choices. Now you and I seem to have a choice, but do we really have a choice? If we, the Han people, cannot occupy it from generation to generation.
Java will continue to multiply and prosper, and the country will become rich and powerful. The heads that will fall down one by one will be the heads of you and me, the heads of our descendants. Six years, a full six years, six years of hard work,
How could you and I be willing to waste the wealth that we have finally created, the port and new city that we have finally built, the mansions that we have finally piled up, and the fields that we have finally cultivated?"
The deputy envoy couldn't help but be moved.
Xie Jin continued: "So, we have to suffer them. No matter how many more hardships they endure, they may have a good life in the future."
The deputy envoy had no other words to say, and only said: "Jie Gong, I understand."
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It is late at night, and the stars have filled the night sky, shrouding the quiet land.
"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."
At this time, Yi Shiha personally carried the dinner to a place to rest.
This is still a medical school. Although it is late at night, the lights in this medical school are still bright.
From early in the morning to now, Your Majesty has not received any water or rice, which makes Yishuha panicked.
He reheated the food over and over again and urged him again and again, but Zhu Di just waved his hands, obviously not having any intention of eating.
The wound on Yi Shiha's forehead has been treated, and the blood on his face has been cleaned up, but his head still stings a bit from the sting of the wound.
But at this time, he obviously couldn't care about the pain. He bowed in front of Zhu Di and said with tears: "Your Majesty, please pay attention to the dragon body. His Highness the King of Han and His Highness the King of Zhao must be lucky people with their own destiny."
Zhu Di said tiredly: "If they can survive, it will be the rejuvenation of Zhang Qing and the doctors here. How can a lucky person have his own destiny? Where is Zhang Qing..."
"His Royal Highness the Prince of Wuhu County went on a medical inspection again."
Zhu Di asked: "Has he eaten any food?"
Yishiha wanted to say that he had already used it, but as he spoke, he saw Zhu Di, who looked anxious, and said: "This... I don't know. I only saw him busy and busy, so I guess he hasn't eaten yet."
Zhu Di said: "Then put these meals aside and wait for him to come and use them."
"But Your Majesty..."
Zhu Di waved his hands gloomily and said, "Stop talking."
Yi Shiha sighed softly and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
…
I took the medicine twice in a row.
The reason why Zhang Anshi is quite confident about this medicine is that it is effective against malaria.
This is the so-called Golden Rooster Nashuang that became famous in later generations.
Cinchona is produced in South America. Deng Jian collected many tree species and crop seeds and brought them back, and this cinchona was one of them.
Historically, the local natives used this cinchona to treat malaria, with excellent results. Later, it was discovered by Westerners. Since then, with the help of this cinchona cream, special medicines have been made to defeat malaria.
Zhang Anshi ordered people to plant some cinchona trees, and also taught people to peel off the bark of the trees, and then grind the bark into powder. Although he did not use any method to extract the quinine component, but... using this native method
, the medicinal effect should be enough.
Take two doses of medicine.
Although King Zhu Gaoxu of Han Dynasty was still suffering from high fever, he started vomiting at midnight, and then Zhu Gaoxu's condition seemed to get worse.
All of a sudden, the doctors were very busy.
It seems that after taking the medicine, Zhu Gaoxu's condition became more serious.
However, Zhang Anshi remained calm and calm, allowing people to continue taking the medicine.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Gaoxu fainted.
A full hour passed.
Just when Zhang Anshi began to become anxious, suddenly, a doctor said in surprise: "Your Highness, Your Highness..."
Zhang Anshi came back to his senses.
The doctor kept touching Zhu Gaoxu's forehead and exclaimed with joy: "The fever is gone, the fever is gone..."
After Zhang Anshi heard this, he immediately walked quickly to Zhu Gaoxu's side. Looking at the haggard-looking Zhu Gaoxu, he quickly reached out and touched his forehead. Sure enough, the high fever condition had improved.
Zhang Anshi's eyes suddenly brightened a little, and then he said: "Go and take a look at King Zhao and the others."
After a while, someone came to report: "His Royal Highness King Zhao and the other nine people also show signs of subsidence."
Zhang Anshi couldn't help but get excited and tried Zhu Gaoxu's pulse and breathing again. It seemed that everything was slowly returning to normal.
After waiting for another half an hour, Zhu Gaoxu, who originally had a splitting headache, vomiting and nausea, finally slowly opened his eyes.
My vision gradually became clearer from haziness, but I still had a severe headache, and my stomach seemed to be turning. However, compared to the previous hazy state of consciousness, my consciousness and spirit seemed to be much better.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Anshi.
This face was so familiar, but it made him feel like he was in a dream.
Zhu Gaoxu came up with an idea: What I think about day and night is actually "Big Brother", is this causing hallucinations?
Zhang Anshi said: "How?"
Zhu Gaoxu breathed rapidly.
Zhang Anshi said: "Headache and nausea are normal. These are side effects of this medicine. As long as you stop taking the medicine, these symptoms will disappear. How are you? How are you feeling?"
Zhu Gaoxu opened his mouth and said uncertainly: "Am I still alive?"
Zhang Anshi showed a smile and said: "As long as I'm here, of course I'm still alive. You don't have to be grateful. Anyway, you still owe me a few lives. You must not be able to repay this favor. But it doesn't matter. It's a matter of life.
After all, we can make up for it in other ways. Come, come quickly and feed His Highness the King of Han the rice porridge that has been prepared."
When Zhu Gaoxu listened to Zhang Anshi's words, he still felt that familiar voice and familiar tone, which made him feel very friendly.
He became determined and felt the joy of being reborn after a disaster.