Ji Xiang ran out after him, leaving Yang Xiaotao alone in the room.
Yang Xiaotao also put down the enamel jar and looked at the many books placed messily on the table beside him. He picked up one and looked at the title. It was "Compendium of Materia Medica" by the medicine sage Li Shizhen. Then he flipped through it and found that there were words written with a brush.
There are pictures next to it, all of which are introductions to related drugs.
Yang Xiaotao also read these books when he was in the library, but in order to accumulate credits at that time, he only devoured these medical books. Without many credits, he did not continue to study them.
'It seems that I need to find some time to memorize these medical works.'
Yang Xiaotao was thinking in his heart, in a martial arts novel in his previous life, the protagonist just memorized medical books and then started to show off and reach the pinnacle of life.
Thinking about it in my mind, I saw some messy papers on the table, which must have been written randomly.
Picking up a piece at random, there are several words written on it, high temperature, low temperature, hot and cold alternately.
Yang Xiaotao frowned, always feeling like he had seen this kind of thing before.
I just want to remember, but I have no clue.
Put down the paper and look at the care manual beside you.
The text above is beautiful and should have been written by Ji Xiang.
Looking around, there weren't even any guards. Yang Xiaotao criticized the lax defense here.
If this is in a machinery factory, let alone his office, it is the R&D department. There are guards guarding it 24 hours a day, just to avoid losing data.
"No vigilance at all."
As he said this, Yang Xiaotao picked up the manual, opened it gently and read it.
At 9 a.m. on October 6, the patient checked in and his body temperature was measured at 40.8 degrees. The patient suffered from syncope...
Yang Xiaotao frowned, wasn't the date on it exactly the day before yesterday?
I think it must have been the date Wang Beard sent it.
At 14 o'clock in the afternoon, the patient's temperature began to drop and reached 37.8 degrees. The patient ate a little rice porridge.
At 15:25, the patient retched.
At twenty o'clock, the patient's temperature rose again, reaching 41.1 degrees...
Yang Xiaotao looked through them one by one. What was recorded above should be Alphabet's real-time body data in the past few days. After the entire test, he could sum it up in one sentence, that is, repeated high temperatures.
Even the low temperature did not drop below 37 degrees, and was accompanied by various symptoms, such as retching, nausea, syncope and other symptoms.
Open the last page. It contains today's record. I just wrote a little bit, probably because I haven't had time to record today's record.
However, Ji Xiang wrote a string of words at the end, 'The temperature fluctuations are becoming more and more intense. I know that if this situation continues, it will be the end of life.'
Yang Xiaotao closed the notebook and a coordinate chart appeared in his mind. The recorded data began to appear on the coordinate chart. The ordinate was temperature and the abscissa was time.
A temperature line undulates up and down, like a wavy line, getting denser and denser from crest to trough, until it is almost a straight line in the end.
"I remember now."
Suddenly, Yang Xiaotao finally remembered why he was familiar with the words "recurrent high temperature, retching and nausea".
The memory began to clear, Yang Xiaotao closed his eyes, and the picture stayed on the experimental field.
Not long ago, he, Ran's father and others went to the northwest to watch the experiment of combining two bombs. At that time, someone caught a cold.
"Yes, that's when!"
Suddenly, everything was connected by Yang Xiaotao. Putting down the book in his hand, Yang Xiaotao ran out of the door, and then stopped. There was no one in the corridor, and he didn't know where he was going.
Turn around, walk into the room, then come to the table, pick up the Compendium of Materia Medica, and continue reading.
By the way, I took a look at my properties panel.
Recently, after Yang Xiaotao has regulated his life rhythm, although work still takes up most of his time, he also spends a lot more time reading than before.
Especially the books he got from Muhammad's grandfather, Yang Xiaotao read them when he had time. Not only did he supplement his mechanical knowledge, but he also gained a lot of credits.
Moreover, these professional books contribute much more to the credits than literary works such as Water Margin and Dream of Red Mansions.
Even if it is just intensive reading, it still has more than 200 points, so Yang Xiaotao's credits have increased a lot.
Yang Xiaotao
Age:26
Credits: 7230
Skill:
Main skill: Engineer, level seven
Sub-skill 1: Fitter, level eight.
...
Sub-skill 7: Steel-making proficiency, level three
Exchange column: 5
Pets: Wood Elf, Chinese Pastoral Dog.
Exchange items: Biluochun (2/pack), West Lake Longjing (2/pack), Tieguanyin (2/pack), Jinling Yuhua Tea (2/pack), Wuyishan Dahongpao (50/pack).
Yang Xiaotao looked at the credits. If the sub-skills, fishing and cooking skills were improved, they should be able to be upgraded to level eight. However, for the current Yang Xiaotao, the effect is not much improved. Anyway, the sub-skills of level five are enough.
, that extra monthly reward is now enough for the family.
It’s not too late to upgrade when needed.
On the contrary, the main skills that Yang Xiaotao wanted to improve were Engineer, Mechanical Proficiency and Steelmaking Proficiency. These credits were not enough.
It takes 40,000 credits to upgrade the main skill to level 6 engineer, 10,000 credits to upgrade mechanical proficiency to level 7, and 8,000 credits to upgrade steelmaking proficiency to level 4.
What Yang Xiaotao can do now is to upgrade his steelmaking proficiency.
Although there is already a production process for tin-plated iron, who has too much of this technology?
Even after the release of those three alloys, China is still poor in the field of alloys.
Thinking to myself, I picked up the book and continued reading.
A hundred-foot-tall building rises from the ground, and credits are accumulated bit by bit.
As for the tea in the exchange column, Yang Xiaotao thought that boiled water was also quite delicious.
This tea is so expensive, it’s almost as expensive as a book.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Yang Xiaotao also faintly heard the sound of a quarrel.
After putting down the book, I stood up and saw a group of people walking in cheering.
"Old Gangzi, let me tell you, the five elements are not mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other as you think. It is well-founded."
"Did I say I didn't believe it?"
"I know more about Yin Yang and the Five Elements than you do, but this is not the basis we use to treat diseases."
The first two old men were arguing as they came in. The first one to speak was Dean Wang. The old man who was arguing with him only had a few big yellow teeth left in his mouth. The two were tit for tat, and no one could argue with the other.
However, with the two of them looking like this, after they walked in, they forgot that there was another person in the office.
When other people came in, only Ji Xiang apologized to Yang Xiaotao, but no one else took it seriously.
"Old Gangzi, the ancient doctors went around the streets and prescribed prescriptions to treat diseases. What did they rely on?"
"Isn't it just looking, hearing, asking and feeling? What is the basis of looking, hearing, asking and feeling? It's not Yin-Yang and the Five Elements."
"What our ancestors paid attention to was conditioning. If we don't understand the human body, how can we regulate it?"
Dean Wang argued hard and his face turned red.
The old man opposite didn't care at all, "Stop talking about useless things. I know more about those things than you do."
"Just tell me, what's the use of the five elements being in conflict this time?"
Dean Wang took a deep breath and said, "Why is it useless? The sequence of virus infection is a process of worsening infection, or a process of continuous cycle destruction."
"This thing is like a closed loop. As long as we open one of the links, we can stop the condition from getting worse and achieve the purpose of treatment."
"Ha ha"
The old man suddenly laughed, "Then where do you start? Lungs? Or kidneys?"
Dean Wang suddenly shut up, stared at the old pole, and then said firmly, "No matter where you start, you have to try it."
"Fart, how do you try?"
"With your body, you won't be able to survive even one cycle, and you're still treating me like shit."
After Lao Ganzi finished speaking, the people around him were silent.
Just now, Dean Wang proposed a crazy idea, which is to determine the symptoms of different levels of infection in the human body.
This kind of thing is not a trivial matter, it even has an element of gambling.
If you lose the bet, your life will be lost.
"Team leader, let me do it, I'm still young."
Ji Xiang suddenly spoke. This time, her former boss, the director of the research institute, quit her job. She stepped forward and asked, "Why are you joining in the fun?"
"I'll do it. Now I can eat three steamed buns in one go, and my body is very strong."
"Go, go, it's not your turn here yet, I, Old Feng, will come."
"Go on, why are you, Madman Feng, everywhere?"
"I'm telling you, I'm still the leader of the anatomy team? You have to listen to me."
"That's nonsense. After you leave this door, who will listen to you? I'm still the dean."
"Oh, what a surprise..."
In an instant, the quarrel between the two people turned into a pot of porridge. No one would give in. Their identities became redundant here. No one cared about that and fought for this opportunity with so many things.
Yang Xiaotao finally understood the key to the quarrel between the two. Looking at a group of people vying to be the 'guinea pig' with red faces, he suddenly felt that he could not laugh anymore.
This fight is not a good thing.
Ahem~~~
"Well, everyone, listen to me. I have an idea."
Yang Xiaotao thought of what he had encountered in the northwest and immediately coughed to attract everyone's attention before speaking.
"Hey, there's one more person here? Where did he come from?"
"Young man, we appreciate your kindness."
"That's right, you, a young man, can't do this."
"Xiao Yang, don't talk."
"Mr. Yang, this matter has nothing to do with you."
For a moment, everyone was talking in a flurry of words, making Yang Xiaotao dumbfounded.
"Everyone stop for a moment and listen to me."
The next second, Yang Xiaotao's voice surpassed everyone else's and finally silenced the group of gentlemen.
Several people stared at Yang Xiaotao.
Being stared at by a group of old men, especially the ones with strange eyes, made Yang Xiaotao feel a little frightened.
But the matter has come to this point, and it’s no good if we don’t say anything.
"Well, I have something to tell you."
"Don't worry, who are you?"
When Lao Ganzi spoke, Ji Xiang stood up quickly and explained, "This is Comrade Yang Xiaotao from the machinery factory. Mr. Yang's visit this time was arranged by his superiors to visit the patients."
After a brief introduction and understanding of Yang Xiaotao's identity, the contempt on their faces immediately dissipated.
"Xiao Yang, just say whatever you want."
Dean Wang was still thinking about the experiment and quickly spoke to urge it.
Yang Xiaotao nodded, looked at everyone, and then said softly, "What I want to say is related to the repeated high temperatures and retching encountered during this epidemic."
Yang Xiaotao did not explain the process in detail, but directly laid out the results.
"That time in the northwest, there were about seven or eight people with such symptoms. At first, the accompanying military doctor thought it was caused by malaria, but in the end they found that the drugs to treat malaria did not work at all."
"Later I found a local doctor. He couldn't do anything about this strange disease, but he was able to control the high and low body temperature."
"He found some local herbs, boiled half of them, mashed the rest and applied it on his head. As a result, the high and low body temperature was really under control."
"Then the military doctor prescribed some more medicine, and those people got better."
Yang Xiaotao told what he knew. He couldn't remember exactly what herbs they were and how he looked at them, but as long as he found the old doctor at that time, he would definitely be able to find those herbs.
As Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, the room became quiet.
"Xiao Yang, are you serious?"
After a long time, Dean Wang turned around and came to Yang Xiaotao and asked seriously.
"Did that person really control his body temperature?"
"Well, I'm sure, and those people are all fine now, right here in Forty-Nine City."
After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, several people fell silent again.
But there are constant thoughts in everyone's mind. If this is true, then the 'experiment' step will be omitted, and we can even directly use those herbs for analysis and experiments.
If it works, it's definitely...
"Old Wang, you make up your mind."
Everyone once again focused their attention on Dean Wang.
Who made him the team leader here?
Dean Wang looked at Yang Xiaotao, thinking again and again, and then asked, "Can you find that old doctor?"
"I can try it, it should be fine."
"Okay, you go look for it now and try to find it as soon as possible. You also need to get some of that herbal medicine back."
"As for the rest."
Dean Wang looked at everyone, "Do we have any other options?"
Old Feng shook his head and said, "It's just a waste of time. It's a good idea to treat a dead horse as a live doctor."
"Yes, that's it, try it and then talk."
Seeing that everyone agreed, Dean Wang turned back and looked at Yang Xiaotao, "Xiao Yang, I leave this matter to you."