Chapter two hundred and ninety third distillation apparatus
After speaking, he gently opened the white cloth strip that was wrapped around the wound. When the white cloth was completely removed, the wound was exposed. Ling Yun took a look and saw that it was dripping with blood, and there was a faint symptom of bleeding in the center.
In other edge areas, blood stains had condensed. After closer inspection, I found that there was still a lot of mud and dust on the wound. If it was not cleaned up, the wound might become infected.
There was no iodine or alcohol for disinfection, so after much deliberation, wine was the most suitable solution. He looked back at Old Man Mo, who was watching his every move attentively. He didn't know why he was doing this.
Although he was stared at directly, there was no ink mark on him. Instead, he glanced at him and directly ordered, "Doctor Mo, go get me some wine."
"Hey! I'm not telling you, Ling, you are really getting more and more upset. You came with me just to be your errand boy, right?"
Seeing Ling Yun step forward to remove the cloth strips on his own initiative, Old Mo was frightened. Seeing that it was finally done, he breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was thinking that he would be needed next, he was asked to fetch wine.
What is this thing called?
Hey! But why do we need to get wine to treat wounds?
Could it be that this boy Ling is addicted to alcohol?
"Doctor Mo, go quickly! Otherwise, the wound will become infected later."
"It's not Mr. Ling. What does treating wounds have to do with getting wine?"
"Don't ask anymore. Just do as I say. You will know later."
"Huh! Don't think I want to know, I'm just worried about you!"
Jian Jian Lingyun ignored him, grunted, muttered, and finally couldn't help but go and get the wine.
Although Old Man Mo brought the wine, he didn't have a good look towards Ling Yun. He put the wine down and said gloomily, "Hey, let's just put it here."
"Don't be stunned, open it quickly and pour it into a bowl, then get a clean white cloth..."
"Boy Ling, don't bully others too much!"
Old Man Mo's sudden rage made Ling Yun feel confused. Wasn't he just helping him?
Why are you still angry?
It’s incredible, it seems I can only do it by myself.
"Hey! Forget it, let me do it myself!"
"you…"
Ling Yun decisively took out a white cloth from the medical box that Old Mo carried on his back, poured the wine into a bowl, then soaked the white cloth, looked at Zixuan and said, "Miss Zixuan, I am going to clean and disinfect your wound.
It may hurt a little later, if you feel pain just shout out."
"Boy Ling, how can this be done? How can this wine clean the wound?"
"Doctor Mo, please stop chirping and just watch."
"Boy Ling, I have been practicing medicine for decades, but I have never heard of this kind of medical method for cleaning wounds. Please don't make trouble and make Xuan girl's injury worse."
"Miss Zixuan, you...do you believe it? If you believe it, I will clean it up for you. Otherwise, I will ask Doctor Mo to come."
"Then...this...why don't you do it? After all, it's already halfway through. What do you think, Grandpa Mo?"
"snort!"
Old Man Mo snorted, waved his sleeves, turned away, and put his hands behind his back.
Ling Yun knew that Zixuan agreed, so he took a white cloth and gently wiped her. The edge of the wound was fine and there was not much pain.
When cleaning the wound, Zixuan clenched her teeth and kept groaning. Ling Yun looked distressed in her eyes, but she couldn't stop, so she could only be more careful, hoping to reduce her pain.
Until the cleaning was completed, Zixuan did not cry out, but when Ling Yun looked at her again, his eyes were red and tears wet his eyes.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then whispered, "It's tied."
When Old Man Mo heard this, he immediately turned around, not caring about sulking, and looked at him, "Is this good?"
He nodded slightly, "Okay."
He had just cleaned the wound, disinfected it with wine, and bandaged it. Although he was not very professional, he could still bandage it.
However, the alcohol content of this wine was too low, so he planned to try to make some high-alcohol wine, which would have a better effect.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun stood up and was about to leave, but Old Man Mo grabbed him and asked, "Boy Ling, you haven't explained yet, what is this wine for?"
"The kid said it! Didn't you hear it just now? It can be used to clean and wipe wounds, which can reduce infection. Otherwise, E. coli will breed, and the problem will be big..."
"No, what kind of infection does Mr. Ling have? What's the large intestine... what are these things? Why have I never seen or heard of them?"
Ling Yun's explanation made Old Mo even more confused, because Old Mo was confused by what he said and had no idea what it was about.
After practicing medicine for decades, there are still people who can wipe wounds with wine. This is really unbelievable and unbelievable. If he didn't figure it out, he would feel itchy.
Ling Yun realized that what he was talking about was the words of later generations. It was natural that Old Man Mo couldn't understand it, but it was a bit difficult for him to explain it. If he didn't understand, he could only blame it on classics.
"Ah... this, Mr. Mo, I have occasionally seen this method of cleaning wounds in ancient books. I have done experiments before. In this way, wiping the wound with strong alcohol can make the wound heal quickly, at least it can heal quickly.
Half the time.”
"What? Almost half the time, this...how is this possible?"
"Mr. Mo, if you don't believe it, you can tell by looking at Miss Zixuan's wounds in two days. In three days at most, the answer will be revealed."
"Boss Ling, what you mean by this is that Xuan Yatou's injury can be healed in two days?"
"Almost, almost..."
"How could this happen so quickly...shouldn't, shouldn't..."
Ling Yun ignored Old Mo's surprise, said hello to Zixuan, then turned and left. After all, Xiaoshu was taking care of her, so he didn't need to worry.
Returning to the camp, I got some paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and started to draw on the white paper. Sometimes I frowned, sometimes I stretched, and sometimes I stood up and walked around the room... I don’t know what I was thinking about in this situation.
After sketching the distillation devices of later generations, he suddenly discovered that there were no glass test tubes in this era, leaving him at a loss as to what to use instead, before he could continue.
Without glass instruments, there was no way to start. Just when Ling Yun was at a loss, he thought of the alchemy furnace. It was obviously feasible to use the material of the alchemy furnace to make a simple distillation device. As long as this material was found, Wei Da could do it.
The two brothers helped.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun felt that the feasibility was very high, and hurriedly ran to find the Webster brothers and asked them if they had such materials. After all, they were blacksmiths and should know more about this kind of thing than he did. However, the news he received made him disappointed.
He had no choice but to go to Zhang Wu, hoping that he could bring him good news. After all, there were only a few people he could ask for help.
"Brother Ling, you mean you are looking for an alchemy furnace?"
