Farmer of Shu Han

Guan Xing held back his energy and drank the wine in the bowl, lying on the bed and suppressing the nausea in his stomach.

Feng Yong said softly, "Your Majesty, you can't vomit anymore this time, if you vomit again, there will be no more wine to drink."

Guan Xing stared at him, tightly shut his mouth and did not speak.

He was afraid that he would spray this guy in the face as soon as he opened his mouth.

Several times, his mouth puffed up, and then he swallowed it back violently.

Maybe it was because he drank enough wine this time to neutralize the nausea effect of the medicine, so although Guan Xing felt uncomfortable in his stomach, he finally couldn't vomit it out after a long time of tossing.

Feng Yong was a little surprised by his situation. This martial arts practitioner is really firm in his will.

He thought that Guan Xing would have to vomit at least several times before he could settle down.

Guan Xing naturally didn't know the dirty thoughts in Feng Tubie's mind, he just felt that if he spit out the medicine soup he drank, it would affect the efficacy of the medicine, so he endured it desperately.

It's just that he was already tortured by the serious illness, and now after such a toss, he just felt extremely tired, and unconsciously, he fell into a half-drowsy, half-sleep.

Guan Ji quietly put her hand on Guan Xing's forehead, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, and then she gently pulled Guan Xing's collar to look at it, her joy was even stronger.

"The fever is gone!"

Guan Ji couldn't believe it, took out Guan Xing's palm and looked at it, then touched it carefully, a little shivering, "I didn't sweat profusely, I didn't sweat..."

Although the second elder brother was sweating, it was from the tossing just now. Compared with the sweaty appearance before, it is simply not the same.

"Let me see, let me see!"

When Zhang Bao heard it, it's okay?

Hastily stepped forward to pull Guan Xing.

"Brother Zhang, be careful, don't wake up the second brother."

Guan Ji hurriedly warned, and then turned her head to look at Feng Yong, her eyes were full of gratitude, "Feng Lang, second brother is really well!"

"How can it be so fast, it's just temporarily suppressing the disease, and I will continue to drink medicine later."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it works, the medicine can be taken slowly." Guan Ji nodded vigorously, "Even if the second brother refuses to drink, I will try to make him drink it."

Remembering how Guan Ji poured the medicine into Guan Xing just now, Feng Tubie, who was the accomplice, laughed dryly and said, "Sanniang, watch carefully here, and when Junhou wakes up, ask him if he feels uncomfortable. "

"Okay. Ah Lang, I don't even know how to thank you."

At this time, Guan Ji wished she could throw herself into the arms of a certain soil turtle to be tender, but at this moment, she could only look at him tenderly.

Feng Yong nodded and said, "You and I are welcome. I will go out and think about the next treatment method."

After speaking, he went out.

Meeting Wang Ping and Huo Aji at the door, Feng Yong nodded to them as a greeting, and let them enter the house.

When they came out of the courtyard and climbed up the city wall, some soldiers saw the famous ghost king and were about to come over respectfully to salute, but Feng Yong waved them away, telling them not to disturb him.

Then I found a shady place to sit down, and began to feel a little worried: What if Fan Ah can't inject liquid to Guan Xing?

Looking at Guan Ji's current appearance, he was clearly sure that he would be able to cure Guan Xing. If something happened, how could he have the face to face Guan Ji?

It is far more cruel to give people hope first, and then to make people despair, than to keep people in despair.

But Lao Tzu's method, as long as a month, as little as half a month, Guan Xing's disease will undoubtedly relapse.

Because the medicine he gave Guan Xing was called Chang Shan.

In the big debate on whether artemisinin is related to traditional Chinese medicine on the Internet, many people are trying to belittle traditional Chinese medicine, and many people are looking for examples to show that traditional Chinese medicine is useful.

And Changshan is another antimalarial drug that has been mentioned the most.

Because after the release of artemisinin in China, news soon followed in the United States, that is, they also extracted an alkaloid that can effectively fight malaria.

This alkaloid is also extracted from traditional Chinese medicinal materials in China, and it is also a malaria-cutting traditional Chinese medicine that has been used by Chinese medicine for nearly two thousand years.

Its name is Changshan.

This news was also taken out by both sides of the debate to slap each other in the face.

This means that this is an orthodox Chinese medicine, and it is also clearly recorded in the classics of Chinese medicine.

That one asked why Kangxi didn't use Changshan to treat it, but instead used Jinji Nashuang?

If it is really useful, and it has been used for nearly two thousand years, why did Tu Youyou choose Artemisia annua instead of it?

It was during that big Internet debate that Feng Yongcai found out that apart from Zhao Zilong, Changshan was also the name of a blind Chinese medicine.

This traditional Chinese medicine also has a strong inhibitory effect on malaria.

Note that it is suppression, not cure.

Because it is clearly recorded in the classics of traditional Chinese medicine that it can cut malaria.

Cut means to stop.

That is to say, it can prevent the onset of malaria, but it does not cure malaria.

Drinking the soup boiled by Changshan for several days in a row can suppress malaria for half a month to a month, during which time the patient can live like a normal person.

However, the possibility of radical cure is relatively low, and there is a very high probability of recurrence.

Of course, if relapse, you can drink again.

The only problem is that this medicine has serious side effects. After drinking it, it is possible to have headache, nausea, abdominal pain, protruding eyeballs and so on.

The biggest side effect is constant vomiting.

If you're just going to use it to induce vomiting, it's the right thing to do.

It is precisely because its side effects are too large, so the promotion is not strong.

It's not necessarily that Kang Mazi didn't use Changshan's treatment, maybe it did, but because there is no way to cure it, it has never been cured.

It is also possible that the doctors at that time knew that Changshan could treat malaria, and the disease would relapse, and the side effects were too great, so they did not dare to let Kang Mazi use it.

Tu Youyou also mentioned Changshan in her speech after winning the award, but she gave up in the end, which shows that it is not a good choice—at least it will not be better than artemisinin.

Because you vomited after drinking, the effect of the medicine is too strong, no one can stand it.

Drinking it with alcohol can alleviate its side effects.

Before Feng Yong could think of a good way to inject artemisinin into Guan Xing, he could only use Changshan to suppress his condition temporarily, and then ask Fan A if he had a good way when he came.

Drinking Changshan to cure malaria is also a plan to gamble on character. Feng Yong also hates it very much-he hates all things that gamble on character.

He touched his bosom and took out a small bamboo tube.

This is what he is going to use to try to make a syringe.

When making a syringe, the syringe barrel is not a problem, nor is the piston, and even the tightness between the needle and the syringe can be solved.

The only problem is how to make the needle.

Even if the needle is a little bit bigger, it's okay, just like the kind of big needle that I saw when I was a child to inject pigs, and I can barely accept it.

Anyway, these days, when fighting the enemy in battle, there are a lot of broken arms and legs. Are you still afraid of needle-sized wounds?

Can't get intravenous injection, can't it be shot up ass?

But it just can't do it with a fucking needle!

How did the guy who made the first syringe do it?

Feng Yong was in a daze when he heard someone say in his ear, "Master, are you alright?"

Turning his head around, he saw Ah Mui standing not too far away, looking at him worriedly.

"fine."

Feng Yong shook his head and asked, "Why did you come out too?"

Amei lowered her head, looked a little hasty, and said softly, "The servant girl is happy to see everyone, but the master's expression was not right when he walked out of the door, so I was a little worried about the master."

In Amei's heart, Feng Yongcai is the number one in her heart.

No matter how high the official is, Guan Xing is someone else, not her lord.

What's more, she is still Feng Yong's nominal concubine.

So even Guan Ji couldn't notice Feng Yong's abnormality when she was overjoyed, but Amei was able to observe it keenly.

"What are you doing standing under the sun? Come and sit down."

Feng Yong's heart warmed, this maid was quite qualified, so he graciously invited her to come and sit with him for a while.

"The sun has already shifted, it's not too hot."

Amei was talking, but she walked over obediently, and sat down shyly away from Feng Yong.

"Is the lord worried about Guan Junhou's condition?"

"how do you know?"

Feng Yong was really surprised this time, when did this little maid become so good at guessing people's minds?

Amei's face was slightly red, and she didn't know if it was hot or what. She glanced at Feng Yong, and then hurriedly avoided Feng Yong's sight, "Because when the maid was decocting the medicine, she saw the medicine inside. Shu paint."

I rely on!

This little maid is really not simple!

Feng Tubie's eyes widened, he patted the open space beside him, and said, "Sit over here, what are you afraid of, I won't eat you. Tell me, how do you know this?"

Changshan, also known as Shu Qi.

Amei listened, moved her body, sat closer, and then said in a low voice, "When Master Fan and the servant girl went south, I heard Lady Guan talk about Guan Junhou."

"Master Fan also told his maidservant that in the treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases that the adult left for her maidservant, there is a prescription called Shu Qi San, which is mainly used for malaria. Master Fan also taught the maidservant how to identify Shu paint."

Feng Yong was taken aback when he heard that.

Is Zhang Zhongjing so powerful?

Then he remembered another thing and asked, "Since you all know this recipe, why did Master Fan say that he has no good ideas?"

Amei looked around, and there was no one around, so she said softly, "Because Master Fan has never used this prescription, and he doesn't know how effective the medicine is."

"So Master Fan asked his servant to tell the lord in private that he was lagging behind, and he was also trying to find medicinal materials for Qishu Qisan. But whether it can be cured or not, I can't guarantee it."

Malaria is an incurable disease, which is recognized by the world today.

Fan A probably knew that using Changshan to treat malaria could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, so he would not be so stupid as to say in public that he had a cure.

However, being able to disclose this matter to Feng Yong in private is also a disguised expression of loyalty.

"Hey!" Feng Yong heard this, as if he had found someone who could relieve his chest tightness, he sighed and said, "I have a medicine in my hand, which can completely cure Guan Junhou. It's just that Flavored medicine is somewhat difficult to use."

Amei asked in confusion, "Since the lord has the medicine in his hand, let Guan Junhou take it directly. How can it be difficult?"

"It's difficult because you can't take it."

The artemisinin taken orally in later generations is a derivative of artemisinin, called dihydroartemisinin.

It took a lot of effort for Feng Yong to produce the original artemisinin, but where else can he produce dihydroartemisinin?

If the original artemisinin is taken orally directly, the therapeutic effect is really poor, so bad that it is not as good as drinking Changshan to gamble on character.

So Guan Xing must not let Guan Xing drink the hard-won artemisinin until the last moment to gamble on that illusory character.

It is rare for someone to talk about this topic with him, and Amei can keep it a secret for him, so Feng Yong is also happy to share his depression with Amei.

"I have to find a way to put this medicine into Guan Junhou's body, but I can't drink it directly. It's really annoying. That's why I've been worrying these days."

Feng Yong said, with a sad look on his face.

Ah Mui blinked, she seemed to have no idea why the lord was bothered about this.

"Most of the people who use medicine take it directly. If there is medicine that cannot be taken directly, it will act on the seven orifices. But the servant girl listened to what the lord said, this medicine must be directly placed in Guan Junhou's body, and it cannot be taken directly. , there is only one way."

"what way?"

"Put it in from the valley road."

"Gu Road?"

Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Amei blankly.

Seeing Feng Yong's gaze turned, Ah Mei suddenly thought of something, her face turned red suddenly, so red that she was about to drip blood.

She lowered her head, and then retracted her neck, as if she wanted to roll herself into a ball, only to hear her nana whisper, "I'm sorry, my lord, I made a mistake..."

Fuck!

Feng Yong finally understood, he stared at Amei who was curled up into a ball, how did this girl's brain grow? !

The question that has troubled him for so long is just a matter of one sentence in the eyes of others...

Is my IQ that low?

Anyway, he is also a person who knows what it means to add a man to a man, why can't he even remember this?

"How did you come up with it?"

Feng Yong murmured and asked.

Although Amei wanted to shrink into the crevice, she had no choice but to answer when the lord asked, "When I was in Hanzhong, my servant once saw that Master Fan cured a child of Yangming disease by using a small bamboo tube to irrigate the valley road."

"Master Fan said that this method is contained in the "Yangming Complete Pian" in "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"..."

Awesome!

Isn't this an enema device?

It seems that Zhang Yisheng is also a wonderful person...

It turns out that my IQ is really in arrears.

The IQ of the ancients is much better than mine!

Fortunately, I still claim to know artemisinin, thinking that I can’t make oral artemisinin, so I always rack my brains to make a syringe for body injection.

Damn, why didn't I think of the business of rectal medicine... Ahh! It should be called an industry... ah bah, it's called a method.

But it's not my fault, it's all my fault that this profession is too partial, and I'm not a doctor, how can I know so much?

If it wasn't for Amei's reminder, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it for the rest of my life.

Feng Yong fixedly looked at Ah Yituan Qiumei who was trembling, and although he had said it before, he couldn't help but murmured again at this moment, "It's really a pity not to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University with this brain. "

It is already enviable to have a memorization of nothing, but the key is that your brain is still extremely flexible, you know how to use what you have learned, and your ideas are unconstrained...

It's really annoying to show such a shivering and cute new look, who is obviously a big guy with the potential to be crazy and cool!

Feng Tubie stood up and cursed, "Okay, look at you, the smell of sweat all over your body, and you still lower your head to smell it, you don't think it smells bad! Get up and wash up."

With that said, he raised his head and walked forward.

Seeing that the lord did not blame her, Amei quickly got up and followed closely.

Feng Tubie glanced back, then nodded in satisfaction, so what about the boss? Isn't it the same as calling Lao Tzu a lord?

The master of the boss, this title is not bad.

PS: There may be inaccuracies in the medical theories contained in this article. In reality, children must not take it seriously. If you follow the instructions in the book, the author will not be responsible for any problems.