The mice injected with penicillin remained listless.
Song Yang was afraid that it would die, so he kept watching it carefully.
Fortunately, the mouse was still alive until evening.
And I can barely drink some water.
Song Yang felt some joy in his heart.
"If the mouse's injury improves tomorrow, it should be that penicillin has succeeded!" Song Yang came out of the laboratory and said to Lu Jimin.
At this time, there was an uncontrollable smile on his face.
"It's done? Great! The wounded can be saved!" Lu Jimin said happily.
"We have to wait until tomorrow to see the results!" Song Yang looked back at the wooden box and said.
"I believe that the prince will succeed!" Lu Jimin looked at the wooden box and said.
"The common people also believe that the prince will succeed!" Li Rui nodded.
the next day.
Song Yang ran to the laboratory early in the morning to check on the situation.
Lu Jimin and Li Rui had also been waiting at the door for a long time.
"Haha!" Song Yang laughed as soon as he entered the room.
He carried the wooden box containing the little mouse to the window.
Lu Jimin and Li Rui both saw that the injured little mouse inside was able to move around!
Although it still looks weak, the mouse's condition is obviously much better than yesterday.
"It's done! It's really done! Haha!"
Song Yang laughed excitedly.
Lu Jimin and Li Rui also looked happy.
They are witnesses to this new drug.
"Your Highness, how can anyone use this thing? The situation of Liu Pan and Wang San is not optimistic!"
After the effect, Lu Jimin asked immediately.
Last night, the condition of the two injured persons worsened further.
Today I have a high fever and cannot eat.
"Give it to them now! The situation is urgent, and a dead horse is a living horse doctor!" Song Yang said with a frown.
In the past, there was no medicine, so we could only watch the wounded die.
If you have medicine in hand now, you can try it.
What if it works out!
Moreover, animal experiments have been considered successful, and there is a certain degree of guarantee when used on humans.
Song Yang immediately measured the weight of the mouse, and then roughly estimated the dosage for the two wounded people based on the weight and measurement of the mouse.
Then he prepared two new high-temperature sterilized needles and rushed to the pharmacy with penicillin.
Medicine is a place where injured people are treated, similar to a hospital.
Song Yang has always planned to build a professional hospital, but the conditions were never mature before.
Moreover, due to all the chaos, the hospital never officially started.
Of course, the function of medicine is similar to that of a hospital, so it can cope with the current situation without upgrading to a hospital for the time being.
Come to the medicinal genus.
The two wounded soldiers were already surrounded by several family members.
Liu Pan was single, with only one younger brother at home, and his distant uncle who came to see him.
Wang San got married, but his wife died in a natural disaster and she never remarried.
There are two children at home, an old mother, and some relatives.
They said they were here to see the patient, but in fact they were just waiting to collect the body.
In the past, such seriously injured soldiers had almost no chance of recovery.
What's more, these two people have already passed away.
The family members can do nothing but wait sadly for the death of their loved ones.
Song Yang is here, with hope.
"The prince is here. Get out of the way!" Li Rui asked the family members to get out of the way.
There is no way to heal everyone here.
"Your Majesty!"
"My lord, why are you here?"
Song Yang said to the relatives of the wounded: "Folks, I am here to treat the wounded. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up on them!"
"Your Majesty, my son is extremely ill. You...sigh..." The old woman had tears in her eyes.
"Auntie, I will try my best to save him!" Song Yang looked solemn.
After appeasing his family members and asking them to wait outside, Song Yang began to prepare for the injection.
After carefully checking the dosage of the medicine again, Song Yang decided to take action.
After extracting a certain amount of penicillin solution, Song Yang took off Wang San's pants, took a quick look, and inserted a needle.
"Uh..." Wang San was already burning and confused.
He was stabbed in the butt by a big needle, and he actually regained some consciousness.
Of course, it was just a trace of pain, and after a moment, I fainted again.
"The injection is over! Let fate happen!" Song Yang said in a deep voice after taking out the injection.
What can be done has been done, the rest is up to God.
"Your Majesty... just do it. The little ones are not afraid of pain." Liu Pan said feebly from the other side.
He was not unconscious, so Song Yang gave Wang San, who was more seriously ill, an injection first.
Liu Pan watched the whole process. Although he was afraid of the thick needle, he also knew that Song Yang was saving them.
"Brother! This medicine does not guarantee that you will survive, but it can give you a hope!" Song Yang walked to Liu Pan and said.
"Your Majesty, just take action, I understand!" Liu Pan said hard.
It was easier to give Liu Pan acupuncture. With the previous experience, Song Yang could do it faster and more accurately.
"Hiss~ It really hurts!" Liu Pan said with a grin.
"The medicine has been administered, the rest is up to fate! Little brother! You have to cheer up so that the medicine can have a greater effect!" Song Yang patted the back of Liu Pan's hand and said.
"Well..." Liu Pan looked at Song Yang hard, turned his head and closed his eyes.
Song Yang was stunned, and Lu Jimin hurried forward to check.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, he is exhausted." Lumin said after looking at it.
Song Yang finally felt a little relieved.
The rest is once again left to time.
Song Yang, Lu Jimin, Li Rui, and other family members are all waiting.
Song Yang and the two doctors were waiting for a miracle.
The family members are waiting to carry someone...
In the evening, the medicine apprentice prepared some meals, but Song Yang and others did not eat them, nor did their family members.
Everyone spent most of the night just talking about their own concerns.
At midnight.
"Dang~"
A soft sound came from the ward, startling everyone.
Song Yang got up from the temporary bed and went straight to the ward.
Lu Jimin and Li Rui followed closely behind.
Family members should respond more slowly outside and follow at the end.
Entering the ward, Song Yang had already arrived at Liu Pan's side.
The sound just now was made by him.
Liu Pan was lying beside the bed, spreading his hands to pick up something.
It turned out that the water glass on the bedside table fell.
"Don't move! Lie down!" Song Yang shouted.
Lu Jimin immediately stepped forward and touched Liu Pan's forehead.
"Goodbye! The heat has subsided a lot!" Lu Jimin said with joy on his face.
On the other side, Li Rui also checked on Wang San, who was still unconscious.
"He's getting better too!" Li Rui pinched Wang San's pulse and said in shock.
"Is it getting better?"
"Is it really getting better?"
"Xiaopan, how are you?"
When the family members followed, they heard the word "improvement".
He immediately asked excitedly.
"Everyone! Everyone! They are indeed getting better." Lu Jimin said to the family members.
Liu Pan was already leaning on the bedside and said to his relatives: "Second uncle, don't worry. I feel much better!"
"It's really good! It's really good!" Liu Pan's uncle messaged.
I originally planned to collect the body, but I didn't expect that the person actually recovered.
"Where's San'er?"
"Doctor, how is my family doing?"
The old lady came over and looked at Wang San, who was still unconscious, and asked with concern.
"It's getting better, and the fever is much lower. But his injury is more serious, and he may need to recover for a while." Li Rui pointed at Wang San and said.
The old lady touched her son's forehead, and tears fell down.
"As expected! Hello! Your Majesty! Doctor Lu! Doctor Li! You must save my third son!" the old lady said as she knelt on the ground.
Song Yang hurriedly helped the old lady up and comforted her: "Don't worry, Madam. We will do our best!"