Hongwu Survival Guide

Chapter 89 [-]%

After returning home, Zhu Yuan immediately turned to Pu Zhongheng's residence in the outer courtyard, and Hua Gao also followed.

He waved his hands to signal Pu Zhongheng's two soldiers guarding the door not to be too polite, and told Zhao Xu and the others to stay outside. Zhu Yuan and Hua Gao entered the door, just in time to see Dai Sanchun coming out of the back room, followed by an apprentice holding a silver needle box Thirty-seven.

Seeing the two, Dai Sanchun shook his head subconsciously with a tired expression: "My lord, it's still not possible."

Hua Gao glanced at the back room covered by the curtain, pressed Zhu Yuan's shoulder, leaned over and whispered: "Move to my place?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head: "I don't shy away from this."

The servant girl of the Pu family who heard the movement had already lifted the curtain from the inside. Zhu Yuan and Hua Gao came to the back room. The first thing they saw at first sight was a man in his 30s with his upper body naked on the bed. A piece of thick gauze the size of a book is bound.

Beside the bed were Pu Zhongheng's wife, Wang Shi, and two sons, one about the same age as Zhu Yuan, and the other only seven or eight years old.

There are also two servant girls, one of whom is washing cloth handkerchiefs by the copper basin in the corner of the room.

Wang stood up and saluted Zhu Yuan and Hua Gao, his voice seemed weak.

She has not closed her eyes for two days.

Zhu Yuan knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he didn't persuade the woman to go to rest. He came to the bed and sat down. He touched Pu Zhongheng's forehead with his hand, but it was still hot.In just two or three days, a man who was originally very strong has lost a lot of weight in the blink of an eye.

Dai Sanchun followed, bent down and said softly to Zhu Yuan: "The officer has been staring at it, and it seems to have some effect, but it seems to have no effect. At the beginning of Weishi, Commander Pu woke up for a while, drank some sugar water, and soon fell asleep again. , The high fever has not come down."

Zhu Yuan listened silently, a little disappointed.

The last solution Zhu Yuan could think of was antibiotics.

Trying to search for past life memories this morning, Zhu Yuan remembered watching a related science popularization on TV when he was a child. Antibiotics were not discovered until hundreds of years later. As early as BC, the ancient Egyptians used mold on bread to treat wounds externally Infection, which is obviously the use of antibiotics.

After discussing with Dai Sanchun and obtaining the consent of Pu Zhongheng's wife Wang Shi, Zhu Yuan decided to give it a try.

Zhu Yuan also admitted to Wang that there are risks.

And it's huge.

After all, Zhu Yuan didn't know what would happen if he directly contacted the wound with Penicillium.However, the problem now is that there is really no other way. With Pu Zhongheng's infection status, the possibility of surviving is very low.

After making up his mind, Zhu Yuan sent people to collect Penicillium.

In this day and age, steamed buns generally have no chance of getting moldy, not to mention rice is the staple food here in Mingzhou.

But that's not the problem.

Penicillium not only grows on steamed buns, fruits and vegetables, as long as they are moldy, they will all grow green hairs.It is almost Qingming now, and many people put dried vegetables and preserved fruits for the whole winter. As the weather gets warmer, it is also the season that is most prone to mold.

Enough manpower was sent out, and all kinds of moldy things were quickly found, and even a few large vats were brought to Yinghaishi's mansion, full of green hair, from a sauce workshop outside the east gate.

Zhu Yuan did it himself, and a group of people collected it carefully like picking tea in spring. After that, Zhu Yuan thought about it again, and the other word he could think of was "deactivation". He didn't know if it was right, but the living Penicillium It's a bit frightening to apply it on people.

So someone took it to a steamer and steamed it for two quarters of an hour before applying it externally on Pu Zhongheng's wound.

Now it seems that it is not very useful.

Seeing that Mrs. Wang took the wet handkerchief handed over by the maid and began to wipe her husband carefully to cool down, Zhu Yuan moved a little towards the end of the bed, used his brain again, raised his hand to scratch his hair, and muttered to himself: "Antibiotics...inorganic ... Is it still organic? Inorganic matter is more heat-resistant. If it is organic matter...maybe, it was steamed wrongly, and it should not be put on the pot... Could it be a kind of protein...heating and deterioration...just like boiled eggs and chickens are cooked, um... …If the eggs are cooked, the chicks will definitely not hatch…”

Everyone listened in silence.

Of course I don’t understand what is organic or inorganic, but I also know that Zhu Yuan is trying to find a way. Pu Zhongheng’s eldest son Pu Ce, who is quietly standing next to his younger brother Pu Ben, takes a small step forward unconsciously, with hope and pleading in his eyes.

Zhu Yuan muttered for a while, then looked at Dai Sanchun: "How much more?"

Dai Sanchun said: "People have been collecting it all the time, here is a cup..."

As he spoke, he took a white porcelain cup for soup from the table by the wall.

Zhu Yuan glanced at the porcelain cup, then motioned to Pu Zhongheng on the bed: "Is there really no other way?"

Dai Sanchun shook his head slightly, and there was something special in his eyes.

Zhu Yuan understood Dai Sanchun's hint.

With family members in front, it was inconvenient for Dai Sanchun to say it, but the meaning was obvious, Pu Zhongheng couldn't last long like this....

Mrs. Wang wiped her husband again, handed the cloth handkerchief to the maidservant behind her, and suddenly turned around and knelt down to Zhu Yuan: "My lord, if there is another way, please feel free to try it. The Pu family knows that you will try your best. If it fails, it will be your husband's fate." .”

Seeing the mother kneeling, the two children also stepped forward and knelt down together.

Zhu Yuan hurriedly got up to help the woman up, but realized that it was inappropriate, and motioned to the maid next to her: "Hurry up and help your wife up."

Two servant girls stepped forward to help the woman up.

Hua Gao, who was standing behind, also stepped forward, picked up the two children one by one, and rubbed the hands of the younger child in the big one, and said to Zhu Yuan, "Why are you so cautious at this level?" , you let it go, do your best, and watch the destiny!"

Zhu Yuan nodded, then turned to Wang, and said, "This penicillium... I know it's useful, but I don't know how to use it. However, maybe it shouldn't be steamed in the morning. The principle of this thing is different from traditional Chinese medicine that needs to be boiled. , the heating may instead evaporate the properties of the medicine, so, probably...you have to use the live ones directly."

After listening carefully, Mrs. Wang gave another deep blessing: "Please trouble me, sir."

Zhu Yuan lifted the lid of the porcelain cup that Dai Sanchun was holding in his hand and took a look. It was almost full, green and green, without other variegated colors.He finally considered, and said: "Since this is the case, apply externally and take internally, let's use a powerful medicine."

Looking at it again, Zhu Yuan said: "This cup is divided into four parts, one for external application and one for internal administration. Tomorrow, uh... it should be midnight. After three hours, I will take another dose of medicine."

After speaking, he looked at Wang Shi again.

Wang nodded again.

Hua Gao held the two children's little hands and said: "I can't help you, take them to have a meal, the adults don't care, but I can't make the baby too bad."

The Wang family thanked Huagao again.

When Huagao left with the two children, there was no waiting here.

Dai Sanchun took off the gauze on Pu Zhongheng's body, and carefully cleaned the wound with the silver tools that he had only forged in the past few days.

Zhu Yuan personally used a silver spoon to divide the penicillium in the porcelain cup into two silver plates. While he was busy, he heard a weak moan of pain. Looking up, it turned out that Pu Zhongheng had woken up and was gritting his teeth. , Beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Apparently it was Dai Sanchun's action of treating the wound that woke him up in pain.

Wang quickly stepped forward to appease.

Zhu Yuan also stepped forward, looked at Pu Zhongheng, thought for a while, and said, "Do you know who I am, Zhu Yuan, the one who gave His Majesty the 500-year Guozuo?"

Pu Zhongheng nodded slightly, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Dai Sanchun and Wang looked over in puzzlement.

Zhu Yuan ignored the two of them, and continued to say to Pu Zhongheng: "I'm about to use the magical secret recipe I brought back from overseas for you. It was supposed to be dedicated to His Majesty, but you were the first to use it. Now that you wake up, hold on Hold on, take the medicine later, make it through tonight, and you'll be fine. Think about your wife and two children, you are the pillar of the family, if you don't work hard, what will you do if you leave them behind?"

I have seen many similar cases in my previous life. For critically ill patients, when the will to survive is strong enough, medical miracles can often be created.

Zhu Yuan entrusted the name Penicillium to dedicate the magical secret recipe to Lao Zhu, and mentioned Pu Zhongheng's wife and children, all in order to strengthen Pu Zhongheng's will to live and make him feel that he can and must live.

After hearing Zhu Yuan's words, Pu Zhongheng nodded more strongly, and this time he made a soft voice: "Thank you...thank you sir."

Zhu Yuan told Wang: "Give him a towel to bite on, the wound must be scraped clean, it will hurt very much, don't bite his tongue."

Mrs. Wang immediately brought a towel, Pu Zhongheng opened his mouth and bit it.

Only then did Zhu Yuan signal Dai Sanchun to continue.

Then he was busy for half an hour, treated the wound, applied fresh penicillium on it, and twisted the other portion into pellets, let Pu Zhongheng, who was trying to stay awake, swallow it with water.

After doing this, Zhu Yuan finally ordered Dai Sanchun to take another dose of the traditional Chinese medicine decoction prescribed by him every other hour, and then he realized that he was a little exhausted.

Shaky.

I didn't do any heavy work just now, but interfering with a person's life and death so close, the psychological pressure is too great.

Dazed and carried to the inner house, Zhu Yuan leaned on the bed and barely finished a bowl of porridge, then fell into a chaotic dream, half asleep and half awake, with mixed thoughts.

I feel like I'm messing around.

I also wondered if the penicillium was used too much, or maybe too little. After all, penicillium and penicillin are two concepts, and the content of penicillin in penicillium may be very low.

Or, if the Penicillium fungus reaches the human body, will there be an infection?
Fungi can also be infected.

The mind is getting more and more confused.

Zhu Yuan doesn't like this kind of feeling of being out of control beyond his grasp very much, and he doesn't like this kind of knowing what is happening without knowing why.

Then he persuaded himself in his dream.

Things that can't be done.

[-]% of not doing it, [-]% of doing it, [-]% more hope, is better than nothing.

Suddenly, Pu Zhongheng, who was shirtless and exposed the wound on his waist, came to him, glared at him, accused him of not being a doctor, what the hell was he doing?

Dai Sanchun also came over and said, Sir, I am very disappointed in you.

Liu Bowen actually came too, pinching his fingers, with the appearance of an out-of-the-world expert, persuading him to go back, saying that he is not from this era, and should not act recklessly to disturb the world.

Layers upon layers of dreams pressed against him one after another, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he yelled out, 'Ah—'.

But he couldn't wake up.

Someone appeared beside her, comforted her softly, and even snuggled up to her.

Instinctively embracing it, I feel that the waist is very soft and thin, it can be so thin, who is on duty outside tonight?

However, having someone by my side made me inexplicably relieved a lot.

Feeling the refreshing nephrite fragrance, he finally managed to squeeze out a chaotic dream and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)