Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 65 Free medical treatment!

"Haha, brother, your medicine is too powerful to cure diseases. Now, half of the people in Dingyuan City regard our Grand Marshal's Mansion as reborn parents!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed.

Almost half of the households in Dingyuan City were infected with the disease. If Zhu Han hadn't dispensed the medicine in time, countless people would definitely have died of illness.

"Brother, this can be regarded as an unexpected joy. With this lesson learned, the same plague can be prevented in the future." Zhu Han said.

With the blessing of the magic medicine from the Grand Marshal's Mansion, the new lifestyle of not eating raw food and only drinking cold water will be unimpeded in Dingyuan.

"Wait two more days, as long as the plague is stabilized, we can send troops to Chuzhou immediately." Zhu Yuanzhang said happily.

Originally, Zhu Han thought that the matter of dysentery infectious disease had been settled, so he had nothing to do with himself.

Unexpectedly, in the morning of the next day, Zhu Han was suddenly notified that Dr. Li and other doctors were asking to see him.

Zhu Han then invited Mr. Li and others in.

Dr. Li and the others faced Zhu Han, but they all seemed hesitant to speak.

"Old Doctor Li, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Seeing this, Zhu Han couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

Old Doctor Li took a deep breath, as if he was very open-mouthed.

"Secretary, the old man and the others are here, wanting to have the cheek to ask the lord for medicine!"

"Why do you still ask for medicine? Has the dysentery recurred?" Zhu Han immediately paid attention.

Old Doctor Li waved his hands quickly, "No, no, don't misunderstand the secretary, it's not about dysentery."

"Why is that?" Zhu Han was a little puzzled.

The old doctor Li then explained the reason.

It turns out that yesterday's "Antibiotic Cool White Prescription" magic medicine, because it quickly cured vicious dysentery, everyone regarded "Antibiotic Cool White Prescription" as a magic medicine.

In addition to dysentery, many people suffering from other serious diseases also received the medicine overnight.

Never expected that many people who have been seriously ill for many years will get better overnight!
All kinds of malignant sores, tuberculosis, fire poison, high fever and other serious diseases that cannot be cured by medicine are showing signs of recovery.

The medical clinic of old doctor Li and others had just opened, and it was suddenly full of people who wanted to receive the magic medicine.

The amount of medicine in their medical center was simply not enough, and it was robbed in the blink of an eye.

The family members of the patients who did not get the magic medicine all fell to their knees in the medical hall, begging the doctors for help.

Doctor Li and the others had no choice but to come to see Zhu Han.

"The magic medicine is rare, the old man and others are also boldly begging, and I hope the secretary is not to blame!"

Old Doctor Li finally said anxiously.

The mansion of the Grand Marshal of the Red Scarf Army is the reincarnation of the killing god, so they dare not be too presumptuous.

For such a powerful magic medicine, Old Doctor Li and the others knew the importance of it, and they didn't dare to ask Zhu Han to agree to it. They just wanted an answer so that they could go back and explain to the patients.

Whether it succeeds or fails, it has nothing to do with them.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Han's reaction was far beyond their expectations.

"I didn't expect that those medicines would be so effective. The rebel army is doing justice for the people, and now the people in Dingyuan are in trouble. As the secretary of the rebel army, how can I just sit idly by? Of course, I will help to the end!" Zhu said. Han said with a smile.

Yesterday's antibiotic syrup belongs to a kind of broad-spectrum antibiotic, which can not only deal with dysentery, but also be effective against many bacterial diseases.

Damn, the medicine that has been hoarded for so long finally has a place to use.

When Old Doctor Li and the others heard the words, they were all surprised and delighted.

"Secretary, what price do you want to sell the medicine for?"

Old doctor Li and the others thought, such a powerful magic medicine is not aimed at the plague now, so naturally it needs money.

"Price? No money for now, everything is free." Zhu Han waved his hand.

With these antibiotics, what he wants is not money, but other more important things.

"What, no money?"

"Secretary, this..."

A room full of famous doctors in Dingyuan City jumped up excitedly.

You know, for the last batch of 'potion' this morning, a rich businessman in Dingyuan City bid a tael of gold for his son to cure tuberculosis.

Zhu Han actually said that it would be free of charge for the magic medicine that was priced like gold?
"That's right, it just doesn't cost money. However, if you want to get the medicine, you need to have a household registration or military registration in Dingyuan. And to be honest, this medicine is not a cure-all. You have to write it down in advance." Zhu Han said.

The price of these antibiotics is more than gold, of course Zhu Han can think of it, but these antibiotics have no cost to Zhu Hanlai at all, and the quantity is huge, so there is no need to worry about running out.

However, if you can use the "miracle medicine" in the mouths of these people to get Dingyuan's real registered permanent residents, it will be too cost-effective.

The Mongolian and Yuan courts were corrupt, and many of them were black households who had fled. If they wanted to conscript soldiers and food, they would search one by one and find no one.

Using these medicines, Zhu Han not only managed to get the household registration population, but also attracted many people to Dingyuan.

really.

When Zhu Han told his elder brother about this plan, Zhu Yuanzhang almost agreed with it.

"Okay, that's great. In the past two days, Mr. Li still talked about the difficulty of sorting out the household registration. Your method really works." Zhu Yuanzhang said happily.

Li Shanchang, who is in charge of internal affairs and logistics, has three new axes. One of them is to help Zhu Yuanzhang sort out the population of Dingyuan households and provide continuous supplies of food, grass and soldiers, but it is also the most difficult thing to do.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Han's casual remark turned out to be a solution.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately thought of another problem.

"Brother, the medicine in your hand is so powerful, shouldn't you save it, so that you don't run out of it when you want to use it?" Zhu Yuanzhang reminded seriously.

"Brother, don't worry, this medicine is enough! And the medicine's effect is limited, if you don't use it, you will be blind." Zhu Han said.

Hearing this, elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang finally felt relieved.

The plague in Dingyuan was contained in time, and the army's plan to attack Chuzhou continued.

When the army was ready, Zhu Han had been busy for many days in the weapon workshop, and finally it had achieved results.

After trial-manufacturing regardless of cost, the weapon workshop under Zhu Han's management produced a bronze cannon that could fire three catties of projectiles.

This is not the kind of bronze cannon commonly used in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, but a copper cannon containing [-]% zinc metal.

With this [-]% zinc copper cannon, it is possible to obtain greater power with a lighter weight.

In this way, this new type of artillery can move forward and backward freely with the infantry on the gun mount.

Dingyuan, the school ground in the southern suburbs.

"Is such a small thing really useful?"

When the elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang saw this artillery, he couldn't help but have great doubts.

"Brother, don't look at it as small, it is much more useful than those bulky big copper guns at critical moments." Zhu Han laughed.

This latest type of artillery imitated the three-pound cavalry gun of the eighteenth century, and its whole body weighed less than five hundred catties, and five or six gunners could push it forward.

However, the cost of this gadget is really expensive!

Iron molds for casting cannons and zinc smelting are all costly, and with the time cost added, Zhu Han only made this one.

(End of this chapter)