Lao Zhu immediately felt the urge to run away. Ever since he became emperor, he cherished his life very much and would not easily stand under a dangerous wall.
But when Lao Zhu saw that Han Du was concentrating on moving his hands after he finished speaking, he thought that this mask might be the key to saving his life. In Lao Zhu's impression, when it comes to cherishing life, Han Du is no less willing to make more concessions, and he will not do the same.
Take the slightest risk.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhu gave up the urge to leave. He looked around and asked, "Doesn't that mean that after you finish it, this house will be abandoned?"
"That's not necessary." Han Du raised his head and smiled, but Old Zhu couldn't see his smile.
"At that time, as long as the doors and windows are opened, ventilation will be no problem for a few days."
Lao Zhu nodded, looked at the row of beakers in front of Han Du, and asked curiously: "Are these the medicine you made for Bao'er?"
Han Du pointed at the green ones in the center and said: "No, these are not useful for Cao Guogong's disease. On the contrary, they are very poisonous. If used incorrectly, you will definitely die."
Then he pointed to the three people in front of him, "Only these are useful medicines for Cao Guogong, but even so, you still need to try a very small amount of medicine to know whether it can be used on Cao Guogong.
.”
"What if it can't be used?" Lao Zhu asked with a frown.
Han Du's busy hands stopped immediately. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then, I have no choice."
Hearing this, Lao Zhu took a deep breath, patted Handu and encouraged him: "Go ahead and do it. If something unexpected happens, I won't blame you."
Han Du nodded and immediately extracted the penicillin solution. He went out with Lao Zhu and came to Li Wenzhong. First, he carefully sucked a drop of the solution with a straw and dropped it into 10 ml of distilled water. After shaking it well, he sucked a drop from it and dropped it in
Add another 10 ml of distilled water.
Through this method, Handu diluted the penicillin solution 40,000 times.
With glass, making syringes is not too difficult. In addition, Han Du can easily use a large amount of resources, and at any cost, he finally made two syringes.
The only drawback of this syringe is that the needle and needle hole are relatively large due to poor finishing. It does not look like it is used for injecting people, but it looks like it is used for injecting cows.
Although Li Wenzhong's inflammation could be physically cooled down, which would not kill him in a short period of time, this method would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.
For more than ten days, even with the care of the imperial physician, Li Wenzhong was tortured by illness to the point where he was almost exhausted. If Han Du's medicine didn't work, then Li Wenzhong would really be unable to be saved even by gods.
Han Du walked in, and everyone looked at him. Especially the imperial doctors, who now placed all their hopes of survival on Han Du.
They, the imperial doctors, knew exactly how bad Li Wenzhong's condition was. If they had used their previous treatment methods, it could be said that Li Wenzhong would have died long ago. However, Han Du was able to extend Li Wenzhong's life for so many days with special means.
, in their opinion, this is simply a miracle of medical skill.
Han Du ignored everyone and used a syringe to extract only a little bit of the diluted solution. He used a cotton swab to smear the spirit on the back of Li Wenzhong's wrist a few times, and then injected a very small amount of penicillin into the skin.
Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a big bump bulged under Li Wenzhong's skin.
Seeing everyone looking at him with confusion, Han Du had to explain: "It is normal to have this bag. If this bag can be eliminated quickly, it means that this medicine can be used on Cao Guogong. If this bag does not disappear all the time,
, if it’s even congested and red, then “
Han Du did not say what would happen, but everyone present knew that it meant that Duke Cao Guo could not be saved.
After Han Du finished speaking, just when everyone was doubtful, the big bump on Li Wenzhong's arm actually disappeared at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
"It's gone, it's gone, God has opened his eyes, Lao Zhu is finally saved." Mrs. Cao Guogong burst into tears of joy, she was happier than anyone else.
Han Du breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it. Seeing Lao Zhu looking straight at him, Han Du nodded firmly towards him.
Lao Zhu also laughed immediately.
Without further ado, since Li Wenzhong passed the skin test, Han Du started preparing to inject him with penicillin. Since Han Du had no way to accurately grasp the unit dose of penicillin, and the reaction was so big during the skin test just now.
Han Du cut the dosage in half and injected only half a milliliter of penicillin into Li Wenzhong.
After the injection, Han Du saved the remaining penicillin, packed everything away, and sat down quietly.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him in silence, Han Du had no choice but to explain to Lao Zhu: "I am not completely sure what happened. Now I can only hope that Cao Guogong and Ji Ren will have their own destiny."
Everyone had no choice but to wait anxiously with various strange emotions.
From morning to afternoon, three imperial doctors were the first to notice something unusual about Li Wenzhong.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Mr. Cao Guogong's fever has subsided."
Seeing Lao Zhu glance at them doubtfully, the leading doctor immediately realized that their meaning was misleading. It is no longer a rare thing for Li Wenzhong to have his fever go away these days. Li Wenzhong has had it go back countless times in so many days.
"Your Majesty, my ministers did not wipe off the strong liquor for Duke Cao Guo. The high fever on Duke Cao's body went away on its own."
This was the best news Lao Zhu had heard in so many days. He laughed quickly, looked around but couldn't find Han Du, and said, "Go and find Han Du quickly."
Han Du trotted over with the wind at his feet. Hearing that Li Wenzhong's fever had gone away on his own, a smile appeared on his face.
When Lao Zhu saw Han Du running in with a smile on his face, he immediately stood up and asked happily: "Han Du, Bao'er looks like this, is your medicine working?"
"Probably." Han Du smiled and nodded.
After saying that, he walked towards Li Wenzhong.
When Li Wenzhong woke up, his energy was obviously much better than last time, and he no longer fell into coma again after just waking up for a moment like before.
"Bao'er, Bao'er, can you hear me?" Lao Zhu sat on the edge of the bed and called softly.
A smile appeared on Li Wenzhong's face and he nodded vigorously towards Lao Zhu. Everyone could see that Li Wenzhong's condition had really improved a lot. Although he was weak now, he was no longer as lifeless as before. Instead, he had a kind of energy all over his body.
The Qi in his chest was supporting him. Lao Zhu suddenly felt the urge to run away. Ever since he became emperor, he cherished his life very much and would not easily stand under a dangerous wall.
But when Lao Zhu saw that Han Du was concentrating on moving his hands after he finished speaking, he thought that this mask might be the key to saving his life. In Lao Zhu's impression, when it comes to cherishing life, Han Du is no less willing to make more concessions, and he will not do the same.
Take the slightest risk.
Thinking of this, Lao Zhu gave up the urge to leave. He looked around and asked, "Doesn't that mean that after you finish it, this house will be abandoned?"
"That's not necessary." Han Du raised his head and smiled, but Old Zhu couldn't see his smile.
"At that time, as long as the doors and windows are opened, ventilation will be no problem for a few days."
Lao Zhu nodded, looked at the row of beakers in front of Han Du, and asked curiously: "Are these the medicine you made for Bao'er?"
Han Du pointed at the green ones in the center and said: "No, these are not useful for Cao Guogong's disease. On the contrary, they are very poisonous. If used incorrectly, you will definitely die."
Then he pointed to the three people in front of him, "Only these are useful medicines for Cao Guogong, but even so, you still need to try a very small amount of medicine to know whether it can be used on Cao Guogong.
.”
"What if it can't be used?" Lao Zhu asked with a frown.
Han Du's busy hands stopped immediately. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then, I have no choice."
Hearing this, Lao Zhu took a deep breath, patted Handu and encouraged him: "Go ahead and do it. If something unexpected happens, I won't blame you."
Han Du nodded and immediately extracted the penicillin solution. He went out with Lao Zhu and came to Li Wenzhong. First, he carefully sucked a drop of the solution with a straw and dropped it into 10 ml of distilled water. After shaking it well, he sucked a drop from it and dropped it in
Add another 10 ml of distilled water.
Through this method, Handu diluted the penicillin solution 40,000 times.
With glass, making syringes is not too difficult. In addition, Han Du can easily use a large amount of resources, and at any cost, he finally made two syringes.
The only drawback of this syringe is that the needle and needle hole are relatively large due to poor finishing. It does not look like it is used for injecting people, but it looks like it is used for injecting cows.
Although Li Wenzhong's inflammation could be physically cooled down, which would not kill him in a short period of time, this method would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.
For more than ten days, even with the care of the imperial physician, Li Wenzhong was tortured by illness to the point where he was almost exhausted. If Han Du's medicine didn't work, then Li Wenzhong would really be unable to be saved even by gods.
Han Du walked in, and everyone looked at him. Especially the imperial doctors, who now placed all their hopes of survival on Han Du.
They, the imperial doctors, knew exactly how bad Li Wenzhong's condition was. If they had used their previous treatment methods, it could be said that Li Wenzhong would have died long ago. However, Han Du was able to extend Li Wenzhong's life for so many days with special means.
, in their opinion, this is simply a miracle of medical skill.
Han Du ignored everyone and used a syringe to extract only a little bit of the diluted solution. He used a cotton swab to smear the spirit on the back of Li Wenzhong's wrist a few times, and then injected a very small amount of penicillin into the skin.
Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a big bump bulged under Li Wenzhong's skin.
Seeing everyone looking at him with confusion, Han Du had to explain: "It is normal to have this bag. If this bag can be eliminated quickly, it means that this medicine can be used on Cao Guogong. If this bag does not disappear all the time,
, if it’s even congested and red, then “
Han Du did not say what would happen, but everyone present knew that it meant that Duke Cao Guo could not be saved.
After Han Du finished speaking, just when everyone was doubtful, the big bump on Li Wenzhong's arm actually disappeared at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
"It's gone, it's gone, God has opened his eyes, Lao Zhu is finally saved." Mrs. Cao Guogong burst into tears of joy, she was happier than anyone else.
Han Du breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it. Seeing Lao Zhu looking straight at him, Han Du nodded firmly towards him.
Lao Zhu also laughed immediately.
Without further ado, since Li Wenzhong passed the skin test, Han Du started preparing to inject him with penicillin. Since Han Du had no way to accurately grasp the unit dose of penicillin, and the reaction was so big during the skin test just now.
Han Du cut the dosage in half and injected only half a milliliter of penicillin into Li Wenzhong.
After the injection, Han Du saved the remaining penicillin, packed everything away, and sat down quietly.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him in silence, Han Du had no choice but to explain to Lao Zhu: "I am not completely sure what happened. Now I can only hope that Cao Guogong and Ji Ren will have their own destiny."
Everyone had no choice but to wait anxiously with various strange emotions.
From morning to afternoon, three imperial doctors were the first to notice something unusual about Li Wenzhong.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Mr. Cao Guogong's fever has subsided."
Seeing Lao Zhu glance at them doubtfully, the leading doctor immediately realized that their meaning was misleading. It is no longer a rare thing for Li Wenzhong to have his fever go away these days. Li Wenzhong has had it go back countless times in so many days.
"Your Majesty, my ministers did not wipe off the strong liquor for Duke Cao Guo. The high fever on Duke Cao's body went away on its own."
This was the best news Lao Zhu had heard in so many days. He laughed quickly, looked around but couldn't find Han Du, and said, "Go and find Han Du quickly."
Han Du trotted over with the wind at his feet. Hearing that Li Wenzhong's fever had gone away on his own, a smile appeared on his face.
When Lao Zhu saw Han Du running in with a smile on his face, he immediately stood up and asked happily: "Han Du, Bao'er looks like this, is your medicine working?"
"Probably." Han Du smiled and nodded.
After saying that, he walked towards Li Wenzhong.
When Li Wenzhong woke up, his energy was obviously much better than last time, and he no longer fell into coma again after just waking up for a moment like before.
"Bao'er, Bao'er, can you hear me?" Lao Zhu sat on the edge of the bed and called softly.
A smile appeared on Li Wenzhong's face and he nodded vigorously towards Lao Zhu. Everyone could see that Li Wenzhong's condition had really improved a lot. Although he was weak now, he was no longer as lifeless as before. Instead, he had a kind of energy all over his body.