"Okay then, you can fly to Paris now and do it according to your ideas. As for the rest, we will discuss it after I return to Paris in a better condition.

Although economic means are important, I think it is better to destroy some things physically." This is the difference between Zheng Sen and Tagawa Nanzaemon.

In other words, it is the difference between the people of Ming Dynasty and the people of Japan!

The Japanese people are gradually losing their sense of honor and iron-blooded spirit, while the people of the Ming Dynasty have more domineering ideas. If you are abroad and see a person who is not afraid of many local people, then this person is probably a Ming Dynasty person.

Because the people of Ming Dynasty knew that they had a powerful country behind them to support them.

Although Ming people often make trouble without reason, the Ming army will support their compatriots regardless of reason. Although afterwards, this guy is likely to be punished.

But even if they punish crimes, they can only punish the crimes of their own people, not outsiders!

This strong thinking of a big country has been firmly engraved in the bones of the Ming Dynasty people. Especially the northerners!

"Okay! I will follow my brother's arrangements." Tagawa Nanzaemon pouted. If the European coalition is still to be organized, then the so-called economic sanctions will be meaningless.

No one would be willing to impose some bullshit economic sanctions on a country that is about to use force.

Tagawa Shichizaemon quickly left in an airship without any intention of talking to the Prussian Emperor Frederick. This made Bismarck and Frederick a little disappointed, but it didn't matter. After all, there was still Zheng Sen who couldn't leave here.

After delaying for a day, Napoleon finally met his guest. A young man even younger than Zheng Sen!

In order to welcome this young man, Napoleon held a grander welcome ceremony and welcome dinner. But this time he learned his lesson. The guard that escorted Tagawa Nanzaemon to the Louvre was a regiment of the Praetorian Guard.

There were cavalry and infantry, and there were even machine guns on the carriages following behind.

If anyone dared to assassinate him this time, Napoleon would definitely tear him alive.

Just one day after Tagawa Shichizaemon left, a group of twenty people flew over Magdeburg again.

The residents of Magdeburg also borrowed Zheng Sen's light and saw a huge airship that they had never seen before. Many people even went out of the city to get a closer look at this huge thing, but they discovered the airship after leaving the city.

One kilometer away, the Prussian army cordoned off the area and strictly prohibited anyone from entering.

Twenty people not only have doctors, but also nurses. There are also security personnel!

The various equipment alone filled more than thirty large boxes.

The Royal College of Medicine had to set aside half a floor to accommodate these people.

The doctor who takes over will naturally ask what drugs the previous doctor used and how to treat the condition, and exchange opinions on the patient's condition.

But just when the two sides were exchanging views, a big incident happened.

"Dr. Martin, what medicine did you use for Mr. Zheng Sen?" When he heard that this was the first doctor to treat Zheng Sen, Dr. Daming smiled humbly. For the person who saved Mr. Zheng Sen's life, Dr. Daming

Given the utmost respect.

"Oh! This is the most valuable medicine in Prussia, this is it." Martin said and took out a dark object.

"Oh, what is this?" Dr. Ming immediately became interested when he heard that there was such a miracle medicine.

"This is a drug extracted from opium. It has many effects. It has a good analgesic effect especially for patients with serious injuries. And according to our research...!" Martin held the black thing.

He said proudly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the translator translated these words, Dr. Ming's expression immediately changed. Unexpectedly, the Prussian doctor would even dare to use such a thing.

With a sense of luck, Dr. Daming reached out and took the dark brown thing. He put it under his nose and smelled it. It was sour and slightly smelly. Damn it, it was duck slices! How dare they give it to Zheng Sen

Adults use duck slices to relieve pain...!

"In Daming, not to mention using this kind of medicine, even if you hold this kind of medicine, you will be beheaded." Doctor Daming angrily threw the medicine in Martin's hand to the ground.

"You...!" Martin was furious. This was the Prussian's most precious life-saving medicine.

"How dare you use duck slices to make medicine? Tell me, how much did you use for us adults?" Dr. Daming pounced on Martin like a vicious tiger and grabbed Martin's neck.

"It's used...!" Martin couldn't remember how much he used. Anyway, whenever Zheng Sen cried out that it hurt, he would use a little.

"You deserve to die!" Dr. Daming rushed over and punched Martin on the nose.

After all, he was a Prussian knight, and he was punched in the face. This was a solid slap in the face.

Although Martin is a doctor, the Saxon warlike gene also flows in his blood. Martin roared, broke away from the person holding him like crazy, and started fighting with Dr. Ming.

Although it was Dr. Ming who struck first, the strong physique of the Germans still played a decisive role. After just one round, Dr. Ming was pulled down by Martin. Martin rode on Dr. Ming and started swinging the old fist in his hand.

Seeing that one of their own was suffering a loss, the fellow Ming people immediately rushed forward to start a group.

When the Prussians saw this situation, they naturally rushed forward. A group of people fought together until Dean Paul, who received the news, arrived and ordered the guards to separate the people on both sides.

"They hit Sir Martin first!" Sir Dawson, whose nose was still bleeding, wiped the blood from his nose and pointed at the Ming people to report to Dean Paul.

"Oh!" Dean Paul frowned. Unexpectedly, Dr. Daming had a conflict with the Royal Academy of Prussia just one day after his arrival. This is amazing!

Although your Ming Dynasty has advanced medicine, this is the Prussian Medical College after all, and it is your own territory.

"Mr. Li, you need to give us the Royal Academy of Prussia an explanation." Dean Paul looked at Dr. Li who was leading the team and asked coldly.

"Hmph! Explain? You actually dare to use duck slices to treat Master Zheng Sen. Do you know? This kind of thing can only act as an analgesic, and has very limited effect on anti-inflammatory.

And this thing will become addictive after being used too much. You know, once this kind of thing becomes addicted, the patient will have auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, and in severe cases, extreme hallucinations, accompanied by general weakness, nausea, vomiting, etc.

Sequelae. After long-term use, people will lose weight day by day. In severe cases, symptoms of urinary and fecal incontinence will occur.

These are the dangers of duck fillets, so our Lord Marshal of Ming Dynasty strictly implements the policy of banning duck fillets.

In the Ming Dynasty, no one dared to possess such a thing, let alone smoking it. Once anyone was found to be in possession of such a thing, they would be beheaded immediately.

You actually dare to use such a thing for Master Zheng Sen. If there are any consequences, how do you Prussia want to explain to the Ming Dynasty?"

Dr. Li didn't give Paul a good look just because he was the dean. He picked up the piece of duck and placed it heavily on the table.

"This...!" Duck slices have been used in Prussia for many years, and because they are expensive, they are only used by high-ranking officials.

Patients who have used it have always had good responses, and this thing is indeed very effective in analgesic as Dr. Daming said. But what Dr. Daming said next... he didn't understand.

After all, it only took a few years for this thing to spread to Prussia.

"I think the patient has reached the edge of life and death. At this time, the medicine that can save him from death is good medicine.

No matter what will happen to this poppy extract in the future, saving people is the first priority. If the person dies, there will be no sequelae. Only people who are alive will have sequelae. I think Dr. Daming’s medical skills are superb.

It should be able to cure the sequelae of your Lord Zheng Sen...!"

Dr. Li was speechless after what Dr. Paul said.

He is right, people have sequelae only when they are alive. When it comes to life and death, there is no need to worry about what medicine to use. As a doctor, even if eating shit can help the patient survive, he will not hesitate to let the patient eat shit at that time.

"I'm sorry! I apologize for the mistakes of my members, but I also advise your country to ban this kind of thing as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences will be very terrible.

Now, we have full authority to take over Mr. Zheng’s treatment. Ming Dynasty is deeply grateful to the Prussian Royal Academy of Medicine for its kindness in treating Mr. Zheng Sen. Please rest assured, Dean Paul, Ming Dynasty has clear grievances and will definitely repay your country appropriately."

Dr. Li bowed slightly to Dean Paul, and then walked out with the Ming Medical Team.

"Does this thing really have such big side effects?" Dean Paul nodded slightly, and when he saw all the Daming Medical Team walking out, he picked up the duck slices on the table and became confused.

If something like this happens in the future, should I use it or not?

The Daming medical team re-examined Zheng Sen's wound. The wound was inflamed, red and swollen, with pus flowing out. I don't know what kind of medicine was used on the lungs. Although the inflammation was still inflamed, it did not develop further.

Fortunately!

If the Daming medical team had arrived a few days later, Zheng Sen might have developed septicemia due to wound inflammation.

Dr. Li exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky, and immediately found a room. After fully disinfecting it, he brought Zheng Sen over. He cut the red and swollen wound and drained the pus, and then washed away the Prussian medicine with unknown ingredients.

Intravenous drip has become a common medical method in Ming Dynasty. After all this was done, Dr. Li hung up the glass bottle and gave Zheng Sen an intravenous drip.

Penicillin is a powerful anti-inflammatory tool in this era. After two days of intravenous drip, Zheng Sen’s wounds were no longer red and swollen, and his pneumonia also improved significantly.
Chapter completed!