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Chapter 123 Miracle Doctor Bai Ziyu (7)

After several rounds of distillation, Bai Ziyu has used a simple still to purify the low-alcohol liquor of the Great Zhou Dynasty into a highly concentrated alcohol.

The whole room smelled strongly of alcohol. Xiao He, who was not good at drinking, only felt that his nose was a little uncomfortable with the air in the room, and he felt a little dizzy in his mind.

According to his previous life experience, Bai Ziyu felt that the current alcohol content could be used for disinfection, so he squatted down to hold the alcohol in the big bowl in his palm.

The volatile alcohol molecules rushed straight into Bai Ziyu's breath, making him even more aware that the alcohol content was not low.

Guo Yun, who was quite a drinker, didn't know how to describe the shock in her heart, so she blurted out and asked, "My lord, are you going to use this so-called alcohol to kill Xigong? But Xigong has long been in a coma, where did he drink it?" This wine? What's more, even if Xi Gong is still awake, as a man, he probably doesn't have the capacity to drink such a strong drink, right?"

You can't blame Yu Guo Yun for having these doubts, after all, she only knows that wine is for drinking, not for disinfection.

Holding the alcohol in his hand, Bai Ziyu felt even more confident in his heart, and said with a slight smile, "General Guo, you misunderstood, this alcohol is not for drinking, and the distilled wine just now has a high alcohol content and contains methanol and formaldehyde. It is also relatively high, so you should not understand it. In fact, it contains a relatively high concentration of harmful substances. Generally, it needs to be stored for a period of time and can be drunk after the harmful substances are naturally volatilized. However, some alcohol like the ones I have in my hand now I can’t drink it anymore, it’s what I want to use to sterilize Xigong, as for why it can be sterilized, I’ll explain it to you later, Xigong’s life is in danger at any time, so let’s not waste time here.”

Leaving behind Guo Yun who was half dazed, Ye Qingyu who was looking at Bai Ziyu with glistening eyes, and Xiao He who was slightly dizzy, Bai Ziyu quickly walked out the door with the alcohol in his hand.

When Bai Ziyu came to the door, Ye Qingyu, who had been paying attention to him, hurriedly opened the door for him.

Nodding to thank Ye Qingyu, Bai Ziyu quickly walked towards the house where Xigong was located.

Slightly blowing, with a strong aroma of alcohol, domineeringly filled all the surrounding space.

Ma Rong, Xue Ting and others who had been waiting not far from the door immediately focused their eyes on Bai Ziyu, sniffing their noses, the shock on their faces still lingering.

Looking at the big bowl in Bai Ziyu's hand, Ma Rong, who was extremely fond of wine, murmured to herself, "Sure enough, the strong aroma of wine came from the room where my cousin and the others were, and it looked like it was made by Mr. Yun. It’s just that I don’t know what the relationship between his production of this kind of fine wine and the Jiuna Xi Guild is, but it’s really incomprehensible.”

After regaining their senses, Guo Yun and Xiao He immediately walked out of the house and ran behind Bai Ziyu.

Xiao He didn't stop, and quickly ran in front of Bai Ziyu, resisting the dizziness in his brain, reached out to take the big bowl in Bai Ziyu's hand, and said, "Young master, this kind of rough work is still done by servants. Don't be tired, young master."

When he was inside the house, Bai Ziyu had already noticed that Xiao He seemed to be more sensitive to alcohol.Although Xiao He was just a servant beside Bai Ziyu, Bai Ziyu didn't treat him as a slave. He paused and said, "No need, I'll bring this wine, you can get it right away and I'll tell you to tell other people to drink it." She went to boil the hot water, and she will clean up the dirt on Xi Gong's body first."

Facing Bai Ziyu's unquestionable eyes, Xiao He hesitated for a moment, and then ran to fetch hot water with a "here".

Time was running out, Bai Ziyu ignored the others, and hurried towards the door that had been opened by two guards at the door.

Although Xue Ting is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, no matter how urgent and curious she is, she can only stand aside with the anxious Ma Rong and watch Bai Ziyu go away.

Ye Qingyu wanted to go into the house with Bai Ziyu, but he heard Bai Ziyu who stepped into the room say: "Third princess, I will wipe Xi Gong's wounds later, it is not convenient for you to come in, so wait outside let's go."

Frowning slightly, Ye Qingyu could only nod his head even though he was not reconciled in his heart, and said: "Gu understands, then Gu is waiting outside, but Gu is very curious about how this alcohol can save Xigong, so Yunlang After you heal Xigong's wound, Jun, I will go in and have a look."

With a "hmm", Bai Ziyu turned and walked towards Xi Gong beside the bed, and the two guards at the door also closed the door.

When Bai Ziyu put the big bowl on the floor next to the bed, Hilde, who had been idling in the room, immediately came to Bai Ziyu's side.

Sniffing exaggeratedly, Hilde said in surprise: "Brother Bai, why is the wine in your country so strong? Could it be the wine you brewed, Brother Bai?"

Pointing at Xigong, Bai Ziyu asked back, "Did he wake up halfway?"

Shaking his head, Hilde said, "No, he has been asleep."

Focusing on Hilde, Bai Ziyu scanned Hilde's body up and down, and asked, "Is there any part of your body that is still hurt?"

Hilde didn't know why Bai Ziyu asked this. After thinking about it carefully, he rolled up the clothes on his left arm. There was a dark red scar on it that was scratched by something, about half the size of his little finger. Long, but the wound is not deep.

"Brother Bai, I got scratched on my arm a few days ago, but it still hasn't healed yet. What was the question you asked me for?" Hilde wandered in the capital, and could only compete with other beggars for a place at night. Sleeping, the wound on his hand was accidentally scratched by the tip of a beggar's stick.

Bai Ziyu pointed to the position in front of him and said, "Come on, squat down, and I'll show you the wound."

With a hint of doubt, Hilde squatted beside Bai Ziyu.

Bai Ziyu picked up a clean silk towel that he had prepared long ago, and dipped it in the alcohol in the bowl.

Pulling Hilde's arm, Bai Ziyu applied a silk scarf dipped in alcohol to his wound.

Hilde originally regretted that Bai Ziyu would spoil such a strong and fine wine, but a stabbing pain in his brain took over his train of thought.

With a "hiss", Hilde's arm subconsciously tried to avoid the silk scarf in Bai Ziyu's hand.

Bai Ziyu grabbed Hilde's wrist tightly, and the silk scarf dipped in alcohol did not leave Hilde's wound.

Feeling that Hilde's arm was tensed, Bai Ziyu asked, "How is it? Is this level of pain acceptable?"

There was a wave of heat in his body, Hilde gave up trying to break free, his eyes were full of doubts, and he said innocently: "Brother Bai, although the pain is acceptable, why are you treating me like this? Could it be that I can't bear you? Are you happy? Then Brother Bai, are you going to punish me in this way?"

Released Hilde's wrist, Bai Ziyu coughed and said: "Hilde, you have misunderstood, I am really checking your wound, just to help you heal, don't underestimate your own wound, If it becomes infected and inflamed, it will fester like the wound on Xigong’s body, and it can take your life in minutes, but I will use this wine to disinfect you now, and your wound will heal faster, no need Too worried."

Hilde's wound was not very deep and did not fester like Xigong, but he looked at Xigong on the bed, subconsciously swallowed the saliva in his throat, and said, "Brother Bai, I don't want to be like him, your wine is really Can you heal my wound?"

"Of course, you can wipe it with this in the next few days, and it will be fine soon." Bai Ziyu said.

Before Hilde nodded his blond head, the closed door was opened.

Holding a water basin in both hands, Xiao He led a male servant towards Bai Ziyu.

"Master, this is hot water." Xiao He put the hot water on the table, and then gently moved the table to the bedside with the servant.

Bai Ziyu took the opportunity to bring the big bowl to the table, and said, "You guys help Xigong clean the wound first, remember, it must be gentle, and if the wound is too deep, don't wipe it."

"Here." Xiao He and the male servants of Dali Temple responded one after another.

……

Outside the capital, a refugee camp.

In a certain area of ​​the wounded, in a simple wooden shelter, straw was spread on the ground, and there were densely packed people lying on the straw.The light here is dim, the air is cloudy and unsmooth, and it is full of wailing sounds one after another.

In a corner, a little girl asked anxiously: "Doctor Fu, what happened to my mother? She was not so cold in the morning, why did she suddenly pass out now?"

Fu Lanyue is one of the doctors in the capital. The reason why she is here is because she was assigned by the imperial court to treat the wounded in this shelter.

The mother in the little girl's mouth was shivering from the cold, she couldn't stop shivering, she couldn't stop.

Looking at the patient who was so exhausted that he passed out, Fu Lanyue reached out and took the patient's pulse.

hot.

Hot and hot.

Immediately, a guess floated in Fu Lanyue's mind, that is, did this patient have a cold and fever?

In fact, it's not surprising that Fu Lanyue thought so. After all, since the flood in the capital, many people in the refugee camp had caught a cold and had a fever.

When Fu Lanyue was about to say "It's okay", her eyes accidentally swept across the patient's forehead.

The light here is relatively dim, and Fu Lanyue couldn't see the faint red spot on the patient's forehead immediately.

But as if God was going to tell her something important, a faint sunlight swayed with the wind, drilled into the room, and shone on the patient's forehead.

Pupils shrank slightly, and Fu Lanyue saw clearly the small red spot on the patient's forehead in an instant.

So in the past, Fu Lanyue might have regarded the red lump as the patient being bitten by a mosquito, but coincidentally, her brain circuit was not connected to the result of the mosquito bite, but to a terrible conjecture.

Hurriedly approaching the patient's forehead, Fu Lanyue carefully looked at the little red patch again and again.

Not long after, Fu Lanyue stood up involuntarily in shock, the word "plague" flashing more and more in her mind.

Trying to suppress the fear in her heart, Fu Lanyue said vaguely: "Your mother is fine, but she has a fever. I will prescribe some medicine for you now. Just go to the official post to get the medicine according to the above."

The little girl's face was stained with joy, and she said: "Thank you, Doctor Fu, thank you, Doctor Fu."

Fu Lanyue quickly wrote down a prescription on a piece of paper, then took the little girl and walked out of the shelter without stopping.

When Fu Lanyue walked out of the refuge, the family members of her other patients came to their senses, and hurriedly ran to the door and shouted: "Doctor Fu, don't go, you haven't seen my brother yet, don't go! "

It's a pity that no matter how other patients shouted, Fu Lanyue ran faster after walking out of the shelter.

The crowd couldn't help shouting at Fu Lanyue, so they shook their heads and were driven back to the refuge by the soldiers guarding not far away.

(End of this chapter)