In the Yan family, Mrs. Yan in the inner room was overjoyed after hearing the steward's words. She didn't expect that there really was such a thing as a cinchona tree.
Dong Zhao picked up the tea and drank it. He thought he was not ignorant, but in the past two days, Miss Yang had surprised him again and again. Miss Yang had not yet had hair extensions, and she looked even more delicate than ordinary women, but her temper was so tenacious.
Facing so many people in the room, he didn't panic at all, and calmly retorted to the famous doctors in the capital.
"Your Majesty..."
Dong Zhao put down his thoughts and met Mr. Yan Ge's gaze.
"We are going to build a small courtyard in the west, so we will invite Mr. Bai over to diagnose the prince."
Dong Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Ge, I'd better arrange the affairs of the second master first. I'm not in a hurry." This time he came to Yan's Mansion not to see a doctor.
Mr. Yan Ge then ordered his servants, "Ask Miss Yang if there is anything else you need."
The servant already bowed and replied: "If you need a hollow needle, I've already asked someone to do it."
The things Miss Yang wants are really weird.
Dong Zhao had an urge to go and see it with his own eyes, but his steady temper made him suppress it for a moment, and he picked up the tea and drank it as if nothing had happened.
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The Yan family had tidied up a clean courtyard in Dongyuanzi. As soon as Yang Mo walked in, the manager's mother followed. "Everything was done as the lady said." She showed the needle to Yang Mo.
I didn't expect that the hollow needle could be made so quickly. Although it was not as delicate as modern injection needles, it already met her requirements.
The next step is how to do it.
"The youngest of the family in our house happened to be having trouble, and the doctor in the house has already gone to check. If it turns out to be malaria, he will be carried into the house."
After the mother in charge finished her report, Mr. Bai was already asking anxiously, "How can I get infected with malaria?"
Yang Mo said: "I will use a needle to take the patient's blood in a while, and then send the blood directly into Mr. Yan's blood vessel." It is easy to take the patient's blood, but to make Mr. Yan infected, it is best to send the needle directly into Mr. Yan's blood vessel.
of blood vessels.
There was silence behind the screen.
Mr. Bai and Shen Weiyan wouldn't understand if they said this in vain. Yang Mo turned to look at the manager's mother and said, "Remove the screen!" Sooner or later, the screen must be removed when practicing medicine.
The mother in charge was in a dilemma.
Yang Mo smiled and said: "Mr. Bai taught me pharmacology. He is my mentor. Do the young ladies at home also see the teacher through a screen?"
The mother in charge was speechless immediately.
But there was another Shen Weiyan in the room.
Yang Mo had no choice but to take Mili with her, and then her mother in charge was willing to take the screen away.
Mr. Bai's hands were shaking and his eyesight was not good. He might not be able to accurately identify the blood vessels. Yang Mo looked at Shen Weiyan aside and said, "The patient will be here soon. I'll teach you how to take blood."
Shen Weiyan looked at Yang Mo in surprise and nodded hurriedly, "I... will study hard." Then he lowered his head, his face flushed, as if he had done something bad.
Yang Mo also found it strange when she saw it. How could a modern male doctor be so shy? No matter whether it was consultation or palpation, they were all generous and generous. The only ones who were really embarrassed were the female patients.
While they were talking, the servants of the Yan family had already carried the patient into the yard.
Before Yang Mo took a closer look at the patient, a figure came over and knelt on the ground. Yang Mo lowered his head and saw a woman in a gray dress.
"Miss Yang, my slave has kowtowed to you. Although Qiaoling is a girl, she is my only child. If you can save her, I will repay you by working as a cow or a horse in my next life."
The servant of the Yan family has sold her body to the Yan family and can only pledge herself to the next life. Yang Mo bent down to pull the woman, but Qiu Tong's sharp eyes reached out to help the woman up.
The woman's eyes were red and swollen with tears on her face, and she looked at Yang Mo longingly.
Yang Mo said softly: "I'm going to check on Qiaoling."
As if she had been assured, the woman responded hoarsely and picked up her sleeve to wipe the corners of her eyes.
Yang Mo walked to the bedside. Qiaoling looked to be eight or nine years old. She was fast asleep with her eyes closed tightly. Her stomach was obviously swollen. This was a sign that malaria parasites had developed in the liver and had now been released throughout the body.
Severe cases of malaria are rare in modern China. Her colleagues who came back from Africa kept talking to her about the pitiable condition of the children there. Her thin body had a twisted and bulging abdomen, which made people feel sad. She originally thought about getting a divorce.
After that, she went to Africa with the medical team for two years. Unexpectedly, she returned to ancient times in the blink of an eye and witnessed it all with her own eyes.
Yang Mo reached out to touch the child's forehead. The scalding temperature reminded her that she had a very high fever. "How long have you had the fever?"
The woman hurriedly said: "About half an hour."
Half an hour is too long for a child. As long as it exceeds one hour, irreversible brain damage may occur.
"Bring some crushed ice." Yang Mo looked at the manager's mother.
The mother in charge responded and hurriedly ordered the servants to get it.
A small bag made of coarse cloth was filled with crushed ice, and Yang Mo put her hands on both sides of Qiaoling's neck and armpits.
Shen Weiyan looked at it carefully.
"There are large blood vessels here. Putting ice cubes here can quickly take away the body's temperature. However, if the temperature of the ice cubes is too low, you need to remove them in turn and perform local massage to avoid frostbite. Other parts should be wiped with warm water," he said.
Yang Mo raised her head and looked at Shen Weiyan, "Is there any Chinese medicine to cool down?"
Shen Weiyan hurriedly asked Mr. Bai, "Can I use Xiaobuihu soup?"
Mr. Bai nodded, "You can add Purple Snow Pill."
Yang Mo looked at the woman next to her and said, "Let the body temperature come down first. Once you get the medicine, you can give it to Qiao Ling."
After wiping her body with warm water and applying cold compresses with ice packs, Qiaoling slowly opened her eyes on the bed.
The woman rushed over tremblingly, "Mother is here, mother is here."
Yang Mo ordered her servants, "While Qiao Ling wakes up, deliver the medicine."
Qiaoling took the medicine and lay drowsily on the bed again. The servants kept changing the ice packs. If it hadn't been for saving Mr. Yan, how would Qiaoling have received such treatment? She probably wouldn't have been able to survive even two days.
If cinchona bark could be widely used, I don't know how many people could be saved.
Just as Yang Mo was thinking about it, Mrs. Yan came in.
Mrs. Yan's face was dark, as if there was no trace of blood left, "Seng Fan sent someone to say that the golden chicken...the medicine has been used up, and I don't know when it will be shipped again."
Run out? How is this possible? She remembered clearly that those missionaries happened to have a large number of cinchona trees. Otherwise, how could they make a lot of money? The Qiao family and many other officials also benefited from it... How could they not find it?
Out of the cinchona tree.
There is only one explanation, and I'm afraid it's not that I don't have one, but that I don't want to give it.
At the moment, malaria is not yet prevalent and has not become a rare commodity. Even if she knows that the cinchona tree can cure malaria, it is useless if it cannot be obtained. The Qiao family and the missionaries can still wait for the best opportunity to make a profit.
The people in the room looked nervous.
Mr. Bai couldn't help coughing. Shen Weiyan also looked pale and couldn't help but look at Qiao Ling on the bed.
Yang Mo thought of the Qiao family's appearance and couldn't help but feel disdainful. Don't think that without the cinchona tree, she couldn't cure malaria. She wanted to do her best to cure the disease and save people, and also asked the Qiao family to take out the cinchona tree they had swallowed.
Yang Mo turned to look at Mr. Bai, "Sir, have you ever heard that Artemisia annua can cure malaria?"
In clinical treatment of malaria, artemisinin and quinine are used.
The extraction of anti-malarial artemisinin from Chinese herbal medicine has always been a matter of pride for Chinese doctors.
Mr. Bai thought carefully, "It is mentioned in some classics, and I remember that some people have used this recipe, but the effect..." He shook his head.
At this point, Yang Mo suddenly remembered that she was wrong, "It's not Artemisia annua, it's Artemisia annua. It can't be boiled in water because the anti-malarial ingredients in it lose their effectiveness after high temperatures. They should be pickled in salt water, and then the branches and leaves should be squeezed out and taken directly." , you must use fresh ones.”
Artemisia annua contains artemisinin, the only problem is its purification, but if artemisinin is present, it will definitely be effective.
Seeing Mr. Bai nodding, Shen Weiyan took a few steps and rushed out.
All the way out of the gate of Yan Mansion, the breeze blew on Shen Weiyan's face. Shen Weiyan realized that when he heard Miss Yang talking about Artemisia annua, he didn't even think about whether there was any record in the ancient prescriptions. Instead, he just focused on getting Artemisia annua. Yes, in his heart he has great faith in Miss Yang's medical skills, even more than those of his mentor.
Shen Weiyan felt that his cheeks were hot, he raised the back of his hand to wipe it, then quickened his pace and ran out of the alley.
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No one has ever heard that a single medicine can cure malaria, especially this kind of Artemisia annua, which is simply abandoned by drug stores.
Now Miss Yang not only takes it out for use, but also uses a handkerchief to squeeze out the juice without boiling it.
Yang Mo personally fed the Artemisia annua juice to Qiaoling.
Qiaoling's mother-in-law held Qiaoling's hand tightly and said, "My child, you must be well and don't leave me alone."
Qiaoling wanted to speak but she had no strength.
The juice squeezed out of ice water is very cool and can reduce fever when drank. After Yang Mo took the medicine, she sat on the Jinbo and watched over Qiaoling.
Aunt Qiaoling shed tears and said, "Miss Yang is really kind-hearted. I have never seen a lady like you in so many years. I am willing to work hard for my servants. God bless you and you will be blessed and live a long life."
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