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be honest.

The degree of difficulty of Xu Yun's intravenous injection this time is much higher than that of ordinary bolus injections in later generations, and the risk is quite high.

After all, according to the requirements of later generations, there are many asepsis-related links that need to be followed in intravenous injection.

But be aware.

Now Wang Yue has reached a critical juncture, and there is no other way to go.

External application of allicin can only hang life, and any other means are much less successful than intravenous injection.

Therefore, the current situation has long been out of the scope of whether the means are compliant, and it can be said to be a gamble.

Moreover, intravenous injections originated in the 19th century, which is the early time point of modern medicine:

In 1818, the first currently documented blood transfusion was performed in London.

In 1831, during a cholera epidemic in Scotland, Thomas Latta used saline injection for the first time.

These two cases occurred very early, and they were also injections without much sterilization equipment and means.

Even from a sterile point of view.

Xu Yun's measures are even better than these two examples:

Medical alcohol could not be mass-produced until 1836. Before that, the alcohol concentration was generally only about 73%.

In other words, the alcohol concentration used by Thomas Lata back then was not as good as Xu Yun's this time.

Therefore, combined with Wang Yue's physical fitness, intravenous injection is theoretically feasible.

all in all.

A sterile environment is indeed important, but it is a progressive requirement.

That is to say, it is naturally best to have it, but it does not necessarily mean that it will fail completely if it is not achieved.

alright.

The line of sight returns to reality.

Intravenous infusion of drugs will directly enter the blood circulation, and its onset speed is much faster than that of external application, which is one of the fastest methods.

Therefore, not long after Lao Su finished detecting his pulse, Wang Yue had a reaction.

"Cough cough."

I saw Wang Yue coughed twice, and woke up leisurely from the bed:

"Su Bo justice minister"

Wang Ting hurried forward and lifted him up carefully, keeping his movements to a minimum.

After all, in addition to the infection, Wang Yue also had a deep wound on his body, and it was quite laborious to move it.

After lying down.

Wang Yue first took a breath and took a breath.

Then he turned his gaze to Xu Yun, cupped his hands with some effort, and said:

"Young Master Wang, Wang Yue will keep the grace of saving your life in mind. If you need anything in the future, just ask. Cough cough"

Xu Yun hurriedly stepped forward and saluted him:

"The Zhonghou's words are serious, the Zhonghou was injured for the country, and the villain just did what he could.

If Zhonghou thinks highly of villains, please don't mention the reward again. "

Looking at Wang Yue whose complexion was much better than last time, Xu Yun couldn't help but feel a little complicated in his heart while returning the salute.

He knows the fate of this country better than anyone else, and knows what kind of enemy they will face in the future:

Although there are still fifteen years before the official establishment of the Jin Kingdom, it seems that the formation of the Jurchens can be terminated by some means.

But in fact, Jurchen merged from Wanyan Wugunai into a military tribal alliance more than 20 years ago.

Right now Jurchen's impeachment bowl has been dead for eight years, Wanyan Aguda has already risen, and the pressure is definitely not going to be suppressed.

Therefore, leaving aside whether the Northern Song Dynasty will perish, at least the war between the Jin and Song Dynasties is doomed to be inevitable.

And Wang Yue, as a member of the Western Army, if nothing unexpected happens, there is a high probability that he will go online against Jin Guo at that time.

That is an enemy stronger than Xixia and Liao.

Think here.

Xu Yun couldn't help but sighed slightly.

Whether it is from the perspective of personal or national feelings, his task is obviously far from being completed.

so

Do you want to consider adding some firepower configuration to the Northern Song Dynasty?

Like hand rubbing an RPG or something?

cough cough

Think far, think far.

If Song Huizong's talented teammate doesn't get rid of it, it's probably useless to rub the nuclear bomb with his hands.

Then Xu Yun returned his thoughts to reality, and said to Wang Yue and the others:

"Master Zhonghou's injury is still far from being cured, and he needs to inject twice a day, morning and evening, for at least three days.

After three days everything is back to normal, Lord Zhonghou can be regarded as completely out of danger. "

Old Su at the side stroked his beard when he heard the words, nodded slightly, and agreed:

"This old man also made the same judgment, your pulse condition is intertwined, the internal heat has not subsided, and the injury is still uncertain.

The old man opened up a prescription later, and asked Yuan Nian to go to Ximen Pharmacy to grab a few medicines to help Zhengru recuperate his body.

By the way, Masaomi.

These days you look at Zhengru, you can only let him eat some light porridge, and then think about meaty things after the injury is healed. "

When Wang Yue on the bed heard the words, his expression immediately darkened visible to the naked eye, and he struggled and said:

"Uncle, mutton is not okay?"

Old Su gave him a serious look, shook his head and said:

"no."

Wang Yue's expression became more and more tangled.

It is clear.

This brave general on the battlefield is also a meat lover on weekdays.

But soon, Wang Yue's expression eased.

Seeing that he suddenly thought of something, his expression became serious, and he said to the king:

"Zhengru, I remembered something recently, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. I just wanted to ask you something."

Wang Jin nodded:

"Brother, it's okay to ask."

Wang Yue glanced at his wound and recalled:

"If I remember correctly, the place where I was injured was in the Laibin area, not less than a thousand miles away from Bianjing, right?"

Wang Ting continued to nod his head and replied:

"That's right."

Seeing this, Wang Yue couldn't help pointing to his wound, and said:

"Then logically speaking, I should not be able to hold on because I was on the road. How can I insist on returning to Bianjing?"

When Wang Ting heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.

His hands subconsciously clenched into fists.

Then he was silent for a moment, and said:

"It's thanks to the children's supervision army that my brother didn't die on the road."

Wang Yue blinked when he heard the words, and said in surprise:

"Tong Jianjun, could it be Tong Guan?"

Wang Ting took a deep breath, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible:

"It's this person who has an elixir handed down from his ancestors, which is specially made for hanging, Duke Chongguo spent a lot of money to buy it but failed.

Seeing his elder brother was in critical condition on the way, the Tong Jianjun sent the elixir to the army tent overnight. Only then did he hang his life for several days, and luckily rushed back to Bianjing. "

Wang Yue nodded thoughtfully.

What Wang Ting said may seem a bit mysterious, but this kind of situation was actually not uncommon in ancient times.

Just like the white sugar mentioned in the 1665 copy can be used as medicine.

Because the drug resistance of the ancient ancestors' bodies was very low, there were many things that could achieve rapid recovery of the body and have the effect of suspending drugs.

Such as white sugar.

Another example is the old ginseng commonly seen in some landlords and rich families.

So if Xu Yun's guess is right.

The elixir in Tong Guan's hands probably has a similar mechanism:

The elixir is composed of some precious medicinal materials, some of which may be able to temporarily inhibit bacteria, and this hangs Wang Yue's life for a few days longer.

As for the reason for using 'temporary antibacterial' to describe it, the main reason is that according to the normal historical trajectory, Wang Yue passed away not long after returning to Beijing, and he didn't last long at all.

Therefore, the elixir obviously does not have the special effect of allicin, and it is really just "hanging" for life.

So putting aside Wang Teng's narrative, and just looking at the incident itself, this is not a very mysterious thing.

The line of sight returns to reality.

in the house.

After listening to Wang Ting's words, Wang Yue seemed to have noticed something, and took a deep look at his younger brother:

"Then, Zhengchen, what is the price?"

Wang Ting's chest rose and fell a few times, and he said calmly:

"As long as the elder brother can make it to Bianjing, regardless of whether he lives or dies in the end, the younger brother will be transferred from Xuan Yongwei to the account of the Boy Supervisor Army.

Wherever he goes from now on, I will go there. "

Wang Yue frowned when he heard this, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But after the corners of his mouth muttered a few times, he still didn't speak in the end.

Seeing this situation, Lao Su and Xu Yun at the side sighed in unison.

Old Su was lamenting that Wang Teng followed a not-so-good master, after all, no matter what Tong Guan's record was, he was still an eunuch.

In this dynasty that emphasized civility over military affairs, it was not a particularly glorious thing to obey eunuchs.

And what Xu Yun sighed was

Another historical mystery has been solved.

In fact, Xu Yun or many researchers of Song history in later generations are very strange:

Why did Wang Ting, a man of integrity, always choose to follow Tong Guan before the Taiyuan Incident?

And if you follow, just follow, the relationship between the two is also very special.

Whether it's the pacification of Fang La or the battle on the western front, Wang Ting is Tong Guan's well-deserved first-choice general.

It can be said that he is a trusted subordinate of Tong Guan, just like Li Kui is to Song Jiang.

But it happened that such a confidant had little contact with Tong Guan, and the relationship between them was very delicate.

Now, following Wang Ting's words, this historical mystery finally has an answer:

Because Wang Ting was not a Tong Guan who followed for the official position at all, but because of a promise!

In this way.

It all made sense.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was a bit silent, Wang Yue brought up another topic:

"By the way, Zhengru, I don't know how the war on the Western Front is going?"

Wang Jin's expression straightened slightly, knowing that his elder brother intended to change the subject, he said:

"Take it easy, brother.

General Wang Hou had led his troops across the Yellow River the day before yesterday and successfully captured Ningtao Village, Didang City, Ningchuan Fort, Nanzong Fort and many other important places.

Killed more than 5,000 Xia thieves and captured more than 2,000 horses.

So far, east to the Yellow River, Lanzhou Jingyu Pass.

It reaches Zhangxia and Zongqi in the west, and reaches the Yellow River in Kuozhou in the west.

From the border of Hezhou in the south to the border of Gaizhu in the north, all belong to our dynasty.

If nothing else.

Before the winter of this year, the army can advance to the outside of Shanzhou and Kuozhou, and the recovery of Qingtang is in sight. "

"Take a picture!"

heard the news.

Wang Yue immediately clapped his hands excitedly, and even forgot the previous depression, but he didn't want to involve the wound because of his excessive movements, so he could only gasp and say:

"If Qingtang can take it back, he will break an arm of the Xixia thief. Let's see if he Daluoba dares to come?"

Wang Bingjian smiled and added:

"Brother, it's not just that.

Since ancient times, there have been many good horses in the Qingtang Dynasty. If the imperial court can recruit some horse-breeding tribes to surrender, you and I may all be able to ride high-quality horses in the future. "

Old Su on the side didn't say much at first, but after hearing the words "good horse", he seemed to be brought back some memories:

"If that's the case, that would be great.

At present, there are not many horses in the imperial court, and those under the Zhaowu captain are still riding horses or even pack horses.

Fortunately, there is no war in Beijing, otherwise it would be ridiculous to ride to the field.

The old man heard that there is a lake named Beimu Qianghai in Qingtang, the vegetation in it is fine, it is the best place to raise horses.

If horses can be kept in captivity in this place, it must be possible to alleviate part of the military needs.

Seven or eight years later, if you go northward, you may no longer be afraid of foreign cavalry. "

Looking at the three historical figures who were talking eloquently, another doubt appeared in Xu Yun's eyes.

In the ancient army, military horses were roughly divided into three types:

That is, riding horses, draft horses and pack horses.

Among them, the cavalry and officers ride on "horse rides", which require relatively brisk speed and strong physical strength.

It is also the most comprehensive category of horses.

Draw horses and pack horses are horses used to pull luggage. Most of the horses have a concave back, and the riding experience is very poor.

As for Beimu Qianghai, it refers to the famous Qinghai Lake in later generations.

Qinghai Lake is rich in a fine horse breed called Haomen horse, which is also known as Qinghai Cong in history.

This is also one of the famous Chinese horse breeds, with a medium build, a strong physique, and a flexible and agile pace.

Good at climbing mountains and ridges, it is a very good riding horse.

Even some people now believe that Qinghai Lake is the place where Monkey King raises horses.

Qinghai Cong is the dragon colt in Journey to the West.

Whether this point of view is correct or not, but at least from a strategic point of view, the Northern Song Dynasty's battle to collect Qingtang is undoubtedly a very valuable strategic action.

As for Xu Yun's doubts.

The three people present, Wang Yue, Wang Tin, and Lao Su, were categorized into literary and military, and their official positions ranged from high to low.

But they were able to quickly summarize the strategic significance of the Qingtang area.

That is.

This kind of value should have a certain degree of universality, and can be extended to two groups of grassroots military officers and high-level civilian officials.

So here comes the problem.

Such an important place that everyone knows its value, why will it be given away soon?

The Great Song Emperor is really like TPC in Ultraman Tiga, the whole universe knows that Dagu is Tiga, but TPC doesn't know about it?

There's clearly something wrong with this.

And just as Xu Yun was meditating,

Suddenly there was a knock on the door,

After a while, Mr. Xie sounded from outside the house:

"Sir, there are guests here."

Old Su glanced outside the house:

"Who is coming?"

"The letter of worship is stamped with the seal of the doctor, but the person who came was the daughter of the doctor, and said yes"

"I want to see the prince."