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Chapter 24 How to do it

Standing not far away, Chen Qi couldn't help but look over when he heard the noise here, looking a little worried.

Could it be that these doctors finally couldn't bear the increasingly hopeless prospects and collapsed?

The lights in the Buddhist temple seemed to be stirred, dancing and swaying with countless shadows.

"Aren't you just joking?"

"Even if people who have had acne are not afraid of acne, how many people who have had acne can survive?"

"Miss Jun, if you can't think of a way, don't push yourself too hard."

Some of the doctors asked angrily, while others sighed and appeased me. The pressure recently has been really great, and people under great pressure will go crazy in their actions and words.

Miss Jun knocked on the table.

"I know what you mean. Pox is so ferocious that no one can guarantee that you can survive if you catch it." She said, "But what if there is a kind of pox that can cause acne, but is so mild that it won't kill you?"

The voices in the hall fell silent.

"In this way, this person can be considered to have suffered from acne, and there is acne poison in his body. When another acne attack occurs, he will not suffer from it again." Miss Jun continued.

The hall was still very quiet. The doctors had different expressions and their eyes were full of surprise.

It sounds reasonable, but...

"Is there such a pox virus?" a doctor asked.

Yes, is there such a kind of pox virus? It can make people sick but not fatal. Some people can survive with mild acne, but it is too difficult to find. Who knows who has mild acne?

As Ms. Jun has always said, it is chosen by God, and manpower cannot choose at all.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yes." She said.

have?

Everyone was stunned again, and suddenly a doctor looked at Miss Jun's hand. Miss Jun's hand was placed on the corner of the table. Looking along her hand, he saw a slender copper pipe placed next to her hand.

There is not just one copper pipe, there are many placed densely on the table.

Could it be...

The doctor suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, and he subconsciously took a step back.

The others were struck by his action and looked at the table with something in mind, and then they all backed away with horrified expressions.

"This, this..." Old Doctor Feng could still control himself and pointed at the copper pipe on the table, trembling and unable to form a sentence.

Miss Jun reached out and picked up a thin copper pipe.

"Yes, what is stored here is pox poison." She said.

Although they had guessed it, when they heard her confirm it, the doctors took a step back again and looked frightened.

"Don't be afraid, this is the kind of pox poison I mentioned that can cause acne but is not fatal." Miss Jun said with a smile and put down the copper pipe.

The fine coppers collided and made a crisp sound. The sound continued for a while, and it sounded particularly empty in the quiet hall.

The sound of copper fell silent, and there was still silence in the hall.

This was so unbelievable that the doctors’ minds were in turmoil and they didn’t know what to think or ask.

"Miss Jun." It was Old Doctor Feng who spoke first, although the old doctor's expression was still horrified, "You, what are you going to do?"

"Vaccination." Miss Jun said, "Vaccinate children who do not have acne so that they will no longer be affected by acne and people will no longer be afraid of the harm of acne."

Old Doctor Feng felt his throat was dry and hoarse.

"What does vaccination mean?" he asked.

"As the name suggests." Miss Jun said, reaching out and picking up a thin copper tube and putting it to her mouth.

This action made the doctors in the room tremble with fear.

That's pox poison.

"Aim at the nose of a person who is not sick." Miss Jun didn't care, "Blow the pox inside it."

As she finished speaking, she blew into the thin copper pipe.

The girl's voice was soft when she spoke, and her exhalation was even more like orchid. But at this moment, this soft orchid exhalation reached the ears of the doctors in the silent Buddhist temple, and they were stabbed in the heart by a needle.

A shiver, a chill, and goosebumps all over my body.

"Then this person will be infected with pox and start to get acne?" Dr. Feng asked in a trembling voice.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yes." She said with a smile.

You can still laugh?

Does she know what she's talking about?

Old Doctor Feng's gaze crossed Miss Jun and landed on the Buddha statue behind her.

The Buddha statue sits quietly with his eyes lowered in compassion.

"Miss Jun, have you ever thought about whether you are killing someone or saving someone by doing this?" Old Doctor Feng took a deep breath and looked at Miss Jun solemnly and asked.

To kill or to save people, the old doctor asked her, and she also asked others.

Not only did you ask, but you also got answers.

kill.

She also saw with her own eyes how the two children of that family died.

Although the Master said that the two children had sick children at home and were very likely to be infected, at least when the Master blew the pox into the noses of the two children, they were not sick yet and they were still healthy.

Miss Jun lowered her eyes.

Master, he killed two children and saved one.

Is this killing someone or saving someone?

This is killing first and saving others later.

But this doesn't change the fact of murder.

Miss Jun looked at Old Doctor Feng and then scanned the people in the Buddhist hall.

“This is not the first time I have suggested this,” she said. “In the private sector, there have long been people who took the underwear of children with acne and wrapped it around a child who was not sick, making it look like the child was also sick.

I hope I can deceive the poison of acne."

Is there such a thing?

The doctors looked at each other and wondered why they hadn't heard of it.

You still travel to too few places, and you don’t know that people in many places lack medical care and medicine. They can only rely on themselves to fight for a chance of survival and deal with diseases and disasters.

She was fortunate enough to follow Master to many places, and also fortunate enough to hear Master talk about many things even though she did not see them with her own eyes.

"Of course the result is that many people died, but some people survived. Is this killing people or saving people? I don't know." Miss Jun said.

This is not killing people or saving people, it's just a case of a strong man cutting off his wrist due to helplessness, and the doctors don't know how to answer.

There was a moment of silence in the Buddhist temple.

"Miss Jun, I understand what you mean." A doctor said, "It's just that this is too terrible. Acne is terrible, but not everyone will suffer from it. To take the initiative to get infected for a disease that may not necessarily occur.

It's really unbelievable that you would try to die when you know you may not die, and it's absolutely impossible for anyone to do it."

The doctors nodded one after another.

"Yes, Miss Jun, this is too...too unacceptable."

".. Even if someone who has had acne before will never get it again, why should he take the initiative to get acne just for this? That's really going to kill him."

Miss Jun smiled.

"No, you still don't understand what I mean." She shook her head and said, "I'm talking about everyone's fumbling and unsuccessful attempts in the past. After so long, we have found a better way and a safer way to treat acne.

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Supplementary note on the source of the material: The Qing Dynasty's "Anthology of Jinjing Fu of the Qing Dynasty" records: "The method of vaccination began in Taiping County, Ningguo Prefecture (today's Taiping, Anhui) during the Longqing period of the Ming Dynasty (1567~157 AD)... and then spread.

The world."

Some scholars also speculated that variola vaccination had already appeared in the Tang Dynasty based on "Qian Jin Yao Prescription".

Thank you for the blue sky

Thanks for the last shot?, Bingyi from the South, md1 rewarded He Shibi.

At the beginning of the month, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket, thank you, thank you. (To be continued)


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