Chapter 414 The master of the boss

  Guan Xing held back his energy and drank the wine in the bowl, lying on the bed, fighting back 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, shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.

  He was afraid to open his mouth, so he sprayed this guy in the face.

   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 tossed and tossed for a long time and finally did not vomit again.

  His situation made Feng Yong a little surprised. This martial arts practitioner is really determined.

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

  Guan Xing naturally didn't know the dirty thoughts in Feng Tubie's mind. He just thought 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 afflicted by the serious illness, now that he has been tossing around like this, he just feels 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 high fever is gone!"

  Guan Ji couldn't believe it, took out Guan Xing's palm and looked at it, then touched it carefully, trembling, "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!"

   Zhang Bao heard it, so it’s okay?

   Hastily stepped forward to pull Guan Xing.

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

  Guan Ji hurriedly exhorted, 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 is effective, the medicine can be taken slowly." Guan Ji nodded vigorously, "Even if the second brother refuses to drink, I will find a way 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 moment, 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 finishing speaking, he walked out.

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

  Come out of the yard and climb up the city wall. Some soldiers saw the famous ghost king and prepared 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, it is clear that he is sure that he can cure Guan Xing. If something happens, how can I have the face to face Guan Ji?

   Giving people hope first, and then making people despair, is far more cruel than making people despair all the time.

   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 was 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 used 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.

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

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

   It was during that big online 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, it can cut malaria.

  cut means to stop.

   That is, 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.

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

   Of course, if you relapse, you can drink again.

  The only problem is that this medicine has a lot of side effects. After drinking it, headaches, nausea, abdominal pain, exophthalmos, etc. are all possible.

  The biggest side effect is constant vomiting.

   If you just want to use it to induce vomiting, it's the right thing to use.

   It is not very popular because of its side effects.

  Kang Mazi is not necessarily not treated with Changshan, maybe it has been used, but because there is no way to cure it, it has not been cured.

   It is also possible that the doctors at that time knew that Changshan was treating malaria, and the disease would recur, 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, indicating that it is not a good choice—at least it will not be better than artemisinin.

  Because you drank and vomited, 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 didn't think of a good way to inject artemisinin into Guan Xing, he could only use Changshan to temporarily suppress his condition, and then ask Fan Ah if he had a good way.

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

   Feeling in his arms, he 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 bigger, it’s okay, just like the kind of big needle I saw when I was a child to inject pigs, and I can barely accept it.

  Anyway, these days, when fighting the enemy, there are many people with broken arms and legs. Are you still afraid of needle-sized wounds?

   Can't get intravenous injections, can't it be shot up on the butt?

  But it just can’t do it with a **** 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 her head, she saw Amei standing in a few places, looking at herself 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 is not right when he walks out of the door, so I am a little worried about the master."

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

  Guan Xing is no matter how big the official is, he 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 is already partial, not too hot."

   Ah Mei 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."

  Damn it!

  This little maid is really not simple!

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

  Changshan, also known as Shuqi.

  Amei listened, moved her body, sat closer, and then said in a low voice, "When Master Fan and the maidservant 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 startled when he heard this.

   Zhang Zhongjing is 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 maid to tell the lord in private that he was lagging behind, and he was also trying to find medicinal materials for Qi Shu Qi San. 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 Ah knew most of the time 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 perplexedly, "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 that later generations take orally is a derivative of artemisinin, called dihydroartemisinin.

  Feng Yong took a lot of effort to produce the original artemisinin. How 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 tell Amei about his depression.

   "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 look of distress on his face.

  Amei blinked, she didn't seem to understand 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."

   "Valley Road?"

  Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Amei blankly.

   Ah Mei saw Feng Yong's gaze turned, and 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..."

   Damn it!

  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 male to male, why can't he even remember this?

   "How did you come up with it?"

  Feng Yong asked in a murmur.

  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 Diseases"..."

   Awesome!

   Isn’t this **** an enema?

  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!

  Thanks to the self-proclaimed understanding of artemisinin, I thought that I couldn’t make oral artemisinin, so I was always racking my brains to make a syringe for body injection.

  Damn it, why didn't I think of the business of rectal drug delivery... 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. I’m not a doctor, so 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 enviable to have a memorization of nothing, but the key is that your mind is still extremely flexible, and you know how to use what you have learned, plus your ideas are unconstrained...

  It's obvious that he has the potential to be a cool, cool, and explosive boss, but he shows such a shivering cute new look, which is really annoying!

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

   As he spoke, he walked forward with his head held high.

   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 theory 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.

  (end of this chapter)