The crane in the cloud wants to cure the boundless well, what kind of pill is he going to refine?

Penicillin, packaged in the form of an elixir.

In fact, the best drug for urethritis and prostatitis is norfloxacin, which is also very good.

But the process of making these medicines is too difficult and completely impossible.

Although the manufacturing principle is well understood, norfloxacin can be made by going through a complex procedure with trichlorotetrafluoroaniline.

However, with the current technology, it is completely foolish to want to synthesize trichlorotetrafluoroaniline.

Although penicillin is not as effective in the treatment of urethritis and prostatitis as norfloxacin, it is also a broad-spectrum antibiotic, especially if no antibiotics have been used in this world, and it should have a miraculous effect on anti-inflammatory.

The most critical thing is that it is no longer prostatitis and urethritis that now threaten the life of the well, but the complications of acute nephritis.

These are the deadly ones.

Jing Wubian's fever was getting worse and worse, and his mind was becoming more and more unclear.

More than one doctor determined that he would not live for ten days.

However, at this time, penicillin is the life-saving miracle drug, as long as it reduces inflammation and cools down, life will be saved.

Therefore, penicillin anti-inflammatory can definitely have an immediate effect and save his life.

Moreover, even in the treatment of urethritis and prostatitis, penicillin has a good effect, and if combined with traditional Chinese medicine, it should be able to be temporarily cured, although there may be recurrence, but at least the treatment effect will be very good.

No matter from which point of view, penicillin is definitely an elixir for Jing Wubian at this time.

Compared with other antibiotics, penicillin extraction is much easier, find enough rotten watermelon, scrape off the green mold on it, put it in corn solution to cultivate, and then extract, you can get penicillin.

A rotten watermelon green mold can extract 200 units of penicillin per square centimeter.

Australian pathologist Howard Walter Flory won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for this invention.

Although the method is known, there is no problem with the operation of the crane in the cloud.

But if you want to cure the disease, you have to use hundreds of thousands of units a day.

There is only one person in Yunzhonghe who extracts penicillin, and even if he works 24 hours a day, he can't extract much.

At first, he slept two or three hours a day, but then he didn't sleep at all, working all the time, and he was almost crazy.

Since Jing Wubian fell ill, the stinking courtyard of the crane in the clouds was directly forgotten.

Everyone waited for the time to come, and Leng Bi slashed the crane in the cloud with a knife.

Or maybe the time is not enough, but Jing Wubian is dead, and Leng Bi still slashes the crane in the cloud to death.

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The penultimate day of the term for the Crane in the Clouds military writ.

That night, Jing Wubian's illness was particularly severe.

Lightheadedness and even symptoms of epilepsy.

And he was desperately urinating blood, and once again he was convulsed in pain, and cold sweat broke out.

The high fever did not go away for several days.

More than a dozen doctors came, but they couldn't reduce his fever, and they were completely helpless.

"Come on, the young master committed suicide again, and he committed suicide again......"

As soon as these words came out, Lady Splitting Wind, Leng Bi, and Blue Immortal rushed to the boundless room of the well again, and found that his wrist was indeed full of blood, and the wound was deep into the bone.

The Blue Immortal hurriedly took out the best gold sore medicine, directly stopped the bleeding for him, and then bandaged the wound.

"What are you doing to save me? Let me die, let me die......" Jing Wubian yelled hysterically, "I hurt so much, I hurt so much, Father, you save me, save me......"

Jing Wubian's pleading gaze looked at the Blue Immortal.

Lady Splitwind trembled and said, "Blue Immortal, please save him, save him." This child was born into this world because of your teacher, and you are destined. ”

At that time, Jing Er couldn't give birth to a son, so he begged for a prescription everywhere, but a monk came, saying that he killed too hard and hurt Tianhe, so he didn't have a son.

So Jing E temporarily stopped expanding, and as a result, he really gave birth to a son.

And this Fang Shi is the teacher of the Blue Immortal in front of him.

It is this fate that the Blue Immortal has always been in the City Lord's Mansion and enjoys a transcendent status.

Jing Wubian has always called him his father, not only the first confidant, but also the spiritual sustenance.

Hearing Jing Wubian's pleading, the Blue Immortal directly took out a bottle of potion, cherished it incomparably, and gently poured it into Jing Wubian's mouth.

Something miraculous happened, and Jing Wubian gradually stopped hurting, but was still lazy and very comfortable.

Lady Splitwind and Jing Wubian's eyes as they looked at the Blue Immortal were suddenly filled with admiration and gratitude.

It's really worthy of being a blue fairy, it's still so superb, and the magic medicine refined has such a miraculous effect.

"Thank you, Father, for saving me again. Jing Wuwu said in a blur, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Idiot, sleep, sleep!" said the Blue Fairy gently.

Jing Wubian closed his eyes beautifully and fell asleep sweetly.

But if the crane in the clouds is here, he will definitely recognize that the blue fairy gave Jing Wubian to drink poppy juice and anesthetics.

This thing can only relieve pain, it has no therapeutic effect, but it will have terrible side effects and huge damage to the human brain.

Why is Jing Wubian getting mader and crazier?

The magic medicine of the Blue Immortal can be regarded as the culprit.

Moreover, Jing Wubian's immunity is extremely fragile, and the biggest root cause is also because of the so-called magic medicine of the Blue Immortal, which destroyed his immune system too much.

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A small courtyard full of fairy spirits.

"Master, that Yun Aotian is still refining with rotten watermelons, and he has become the laughing stock of the entire City Lord's Mansion, and his courtyard is completely stinky. "A little Taoist.

The Blue Fairy said lightly: "It's just a clown who jumps off the beam." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "But Jing Wubian seems to be very close to him?"

The Blue Immortal said: "Crazy man to crazy man, of course. But don't worry, there are still four days before this Yun Aotian madman dies. ”

The military order signed by Yun Zhonghe personally cured the disease of the well within half a month, otherwise he would be ravaged to death.

The little Taoist priest said: "I'm afraid that Jing Wubian will fall in love with him, and I don't want to kill him." ”

The Blue Immortal said: "The well is boundless and does not kill, I will kill, Leng Bi will kill." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Master, can Jing Wubian carry it this time?"

Lan Shenxian said: "I can't resist it, the high fever will not go away, I will bleed up and down, and I will definitely die." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Then what should I do? He respects you as his father, if he dies, your status in the City Lord's Mansion will decline." ”

Lan Shenxian said indifferently: "It's nothing if he's dead, he has already hooked up a more weighty character for the teacher." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "The master is really a treasure knife that is not old, and his charm is not diminished." ”

The Blue Fairy closed his eyes and didn't speak again.

Well boundless, I really didn't mean to kill you, it's really only that immortal medicine can make you obedient, and as for killing you, it can't be. Fortunately, I have already established myself, and your death will not hurt our great cause. ”

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The crane in the clouds is still racing against time.

Now he really doesn't even have time to eat and go to the thatched house.

Every second is eager to break it and use it, just him, to make millions of units of penicillin, it is almost a complete collapse.

He is also a race against time, against death, and never sleeps every day.

Jing Wubian must not die, once he dies, the plan of the crane in the clouds will be completely abandoned.

It was already the dawn before dawn.

The final process will soon be completed, and it will take a few more hours for the first batch of penicillin to be successfully produced.

As long as the first batch comes out, the next one will be produced.

It's just one step away from success.

The well is boundless, you must not die, you must not die.

The crane in the cloud really didn't waste a second, and raced madly against death.

However......

"Bang!"

His yard door slammed open.

Several samurai rushed in and grabbed him without saying a word.

"What are you doing, I am completing the final alchemy and saving the elixir of the Boundless Young Master. The crane in the cloud shouted angrily.

The samurai leader sneered disdainfully, and said lightly: "Just rely on your rotten watermelon refining pills, and you still want to save the young master of Jing Wubian?

Next, they completely ignored the crane in the cloud and dragged him out directly.

Yun Zhonghe said angrily: "There are only two hours before my elixir, and only two hours will be completed, and the son of Jing Wubian will be saved, you are all murderers." ”

Ignoring the fact that several samurai leaders ignored it, they directly lifted the crane in the cloud and walked towards a certain place.

The crane in the cloud said, "Where are you taking me?"

The samurai leader said, "Send the last ride." ”

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A quarter of an hour later, the crane appeared in the palatial hospital room.

It turned out that the few samurai who tied the crane in the clouds here were the henchmen of Jing Wubian, and they were asked to send Jing Wubian on his last journey.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the well is so miserable.

The whole body is swollen with multiple ulcers, the lymph nodes are swollen, the eyes are bloodshot, and there is almost a lot of air out and little air in.

Because of the high fever, the whole person looks like a red-hot prawn.

Now he is awake for no more than an hour in a day.

"Yun Aotian, I'm going to die. Jing Wubian said weakly: "I can feel that I am going to die, but I am not sad, I just feel weird, as if the is not finished, empty, and panicked." ”

Don't use such a disgusting metaphor before you die.

"Before I die, I have a very, very important question for you. "Wells are boundless.

The crane in the cloud said: "You ask." ”

Jing Wubian said: "When you bragged before, you said that you can govern the country and the country, and martial arts can cure Hualiu, I was very curious at the time, but I was embarrassed to ask." ”

The crane in the cloud said: "Could it be that you have flowers and willows?"

Jing Wubian said: "No, I'm just wondering, why is it martial arts that can treat Hua Liu? What does the treatment of Hua Liu have to do with martial arts? If I don't figure out this question, I really can't turn a blind eye." ”

I, my day!

You're really insane, you're going to die, and you're still concerned about this brain-dead problem.

Yun Zhonghe explained seriously: "Before this, the flower willow was curable, and my so-called treatment is to cut it to eternal cure, this matter of using a knife, isn't it martial arts?"

"Hahaha...... I see, I see......" Jing Wubian laughed, but he brought a frantic cough, and bursts of blood foamed from the corners of his mouth.

In just a few days, the lung infection is so bad? Why is this immunity so bad?

Jing Wubian said: "If you cut it off, can it be cured?"

"No, but at least I won't harm anyone. "Crane in the clouds.

"I see, I see. Jing Wubian said: "Aotian, you are still so interesting, you speak well, it really makes people hate to see each other." ”

After saying a word, Jing Wubian gasped in pain, as if every word he said would overdraw his vitality.

Jing Wubian said: "I'm going to die, and I don't have any regrets, after all, I don't seek death once or twice." But the person I can't worry about the most is you......"

My day, even if you are going to die, don't say it so ambiguously, okay?

The crane in the cloud was creepy, half moved, half awkward, with bursts of heat all over his body, and his eye circles were also a little hot.

Jing Wubian said: "The others, whether it is my mother, my sister, Leng Bi, or my father, they are all very powerful, and it is not my turn to worry." ”

"Only you, Yun Aotian, are fatherless and motherless, and you are still a madman. The only person I can protect as a useless person is you, a poor lonely madman. ”

"When I die, my father will kill you, and Sister Leng Bi will kill you. So while I'm still alive and still have my last breath, I'll give you one last shelter, let's go, let's go!"

Then, Jing Wubian coughed violently a few more times, trembling and ordered: "Come on, take Yun Aotian away, send it out of the City Lord's Mansion, send it out of Splitting Wind City, the farther the better, the farther the better, live, live......"

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