Chapter 125 Spy
A few days passed, and great changes took place in Chang'an East Hospital.
The surface of the mud floor is covered with a layer of lime powder, and all the overgrown weeds in the courtyard have been cleared away. There are shower bottles containing pure wine on the table outside the door. People who enter and leave need to clean their hands with pure wine, and occasionally they can see Some staff wearing cotton masks.
Of course, the most significant changes are the patients in the ward.
"Ahem!"
An elderly patient was lying on the bed, looking at the cotton cloth in his hand in disbelief. Before, he had a fever, chest pain, coughing up pus and blood, and was tortured by the illness, but now, there was only a little phlegm on the cotton cloth. Can't see any pus or blood.
The same is true for the patient on the bed next to him. The swollen pustules on the back of his hand have now deflated. Through the hemostatic gauze, it can be seen that the wound that can be opened and drained is slowly healing.
The ward, which was originally full of dead silence and despair, finally had heartfelt laughter.
——
School Palace, Supervisory Building.
“For patients with external carbuncle, after using allicin, 80% of the symptoms were significantly improved, 15% were improved, and 5% were ineffective or worsened.
For internal carbuncle patients, after using allicin, 70% of the symptoms were significantly improved, 20% were improved, and 10% were ineffective or worsened.
After dilution, 10 percent allicin is effective, and 5 percent allicin still has a strong effect.”
Jijiu Chen Danqiu's palm trembled slightly, and he put down the paper carrying the observation records, "Shan Chang, the blood carbuncle disease can really be cured."
“.”
Shan Zhang Lian Xuanxiao sat on the seat and closed his eyes to meditate. After a long time, he finally opened his eyes and looked at Li Ang with burning eyes, "Very good, very good"
He said very well three times in a row, stood up, with a smile on his face, "This time, even if His Majesty wants to suppress it, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop the people from building a shrine for you."
"Well"
Li Ang shook his head helplessly, it was really strange that someone would build a temple for him while he was still alive. And what will people call those temples then?
Leon Temple? Risheng Temple? Great Mercy and Great Compassion to send a son to Zhuangyuan Temple?
It can't be the Holy Hand Temple of Gynecology.
"Don't worry about it."
Su Feng on the side saw the distress on Li Ang's face, and said with a smile: "As a member of the academy, it is a great honor for the people to spontaneously build a shrine.
Throughout the ages, there are only a handful of dozens of doctors who have been remembered by the people for generations by virtue of their inventions and innovations, and their achievements in saving suffering and suffering. They built temples to worship incense.
This honor is beyond the envy of others. "
While the few people were chatting, the copper bell on Shanchang's table vibrated inexplicably—
I saw Miao Zhengqing knocking on the door and walking in with joy on his face, bringing the news that Emperor Yu had arrived at the academy.
Tap, tap, tap.
Emperor Yu Li Shun strode ahead, leaving all the guards and servants behind, went straight to the supervision building, pushed the door open and entered.
Chen Danqiu and Su Feng were about to stand up and salute when they were interrupted by Emperor Yu's hand.
"I have received a report from the ward of the Taichang Temple Imperial Medical Office."
Li Shun stared at the light yellow greasy liquid in the test tube on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this the blood carbuncle medicine?"
Li Ang nodded, "Yes."
"What is the cost? How complicated is the production process? Is there any long-term harm after use?"
Emperor Yu asked several questions in a row, Li Ang seemed to have known that he would ask such a question, and took out a thick stack of explanatory notes.
Emperor Yu took the paper, and his expression froze slightly with difficulty concealing his excitement—the process diagram drawn on the paper was extremely complicated, detailing the size of each distillation flask, the thickness of each glass vessel, and even each part of the circulating water vacuum pump. screw.
Beside each part, there are also a lot of explanatory text.
I can’t understand this.
Even Emperor Yu, who reads the journals of Neo-Confucianism every month, and the periodicals are not missed, has a sense of sight that "every word can be read, but connected together is like reading a heavenly book".
Emperor Yu skipped over the incomprehensible words without changing his face, continued to scroll down, and finally reached the understandable part.
"Drug name, ingredients, properties, indications, specifications, usage and dosage, special populations, possible adverse reactions"
The more Emperor Yu flipped through the pages, the hotter the joy in his heart became, and the palm holding the instruction manual trembled slightly.
If we talk about the prevention and treatment of malaria, it is more about "prevention".
The appearance of allicin means that the blood carbuncle and malignant sores that have plagued the world for countless years have really been "cured".
In the past, from princes and generals to ordinary people, even if only a layer of skin on their fingers was cut, they might suffer from blood carbuncle and sores, and after several years of illness, they would be tortured to death by misfortunes.
And now, just a little allicin can heal recovery.
Not only the health of the people can be greatly guaranteed, but the army of Yu State will no longer have the worry of "losing a strong soldier because of a small wound".
Add the method of blood transfusion,
The hope of expanding the territory is gradually becoming a reality.
"Speak."
Emperor Yu slapped the manual on the table again, looked at Li Ang and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
Knighthood? official position? wealth? honor?
Li Ang could clearly feel the envious gazes of the guards in the corridor (many of the Jinwu guards were descendants of noble families),
What their parents and grandparents have struggled for all their lives, Li Ang only needs to stand here and ask for it.
“.”
Li Ang thought for a moment, and asked: "I want to know how Your Majesty plans to use allicin."
"Um?"
Emperor Yu didn't expect Li Ang to ask this question, thought for a while and said: "The patent right must belong to you and Xuegong.
As for how to use the Tai Medical Office to let the Tai Medical Office carry out production? "
"I think it's wrong."
Li Ang shook his head and said, "Chang'an Tai Medical Office has limited manpower, and there are only more than 3,000 doctors, doctors, apprentices, and subordinate staff together.
The drugs produced are limited to Chang'an City, let alone satisfy the entire territory of Yu State. "
The guards and servants standing in the corridor looked at Li Ang in disbelief—it was the first time that he was able to refute Emperor Yu face to face, except for the important minister Yushi.
Emperor Yu said: "Then hand it over to the supervisor for production?"
Jiang Zuojian is located in the outer city of the imperial city, just north of Dali Temple.
"I'm afraid it's not right."
Li Ang said: "Allicin has a short validity period, and it is very easy to lose its effectiveness when the temperature rises slightly.
Even if it is placed in an ice tray and stored at low temperature, it can barely be stored for one month.
If all the production is handed over to General Chang'an for production, I'm afraid it will be too late to deliver to various state capitals. "
Based on Emperor Yu's thinking, allicin, a drug that can treat blood carbuncle, is naturally best held firmly in the hands of the royal family.
Restricted to be a prisoner in the imperial city, produced secretly by a few court servants.
Whether it is used to reward meritorious ministers or foreign monarchs,
Still manipulating and restricting the army,
Li Yu's royal family has an extra bargaining chip that can play a decisive role.
But Li Ang made allicin not to contribute to Li Yu's royal family, but to benefit more common people.
"The minister suggested that allicin should be used as a conventional patent and handed over to state capitals, business houses, and clinics in various places for their own production."
Looking directly into Emperor Yu's eyes, Li Ang said calmly, "His taxes are handed over to the imperial court, and part of it is given to the sickhouses in the state capitals.
Let local hospitals be able to maintain their own operations. "
(end of this chapter)