Jia Cong's face couldn't see any expression, whether it was victory or timidity and worry, he was also like these people in civilian clothes, low-key only wore coarse linen clothes, and the merchants who recognized him in Nancheng and the people passing by were definitely not the majority, because it was five years ago that Zhuang Yuan Kua Street rode a horse, he said calmly: "Yes, thanks to the royal envoys, the elders come first, or your people come first." ”

But many of the people inside and outside the temple were a few people who knew the envoy of the royal court, and because Wang Jiahui called a few folk or grassroots doctors, such as Wang Jiren, some people pointed out and discussed: "Look, isn't that Dr. Li from our Nancheng Huimin Pharmacy?" ”

"That's right, that's Dr. Wang."

"Yo, there are several patients in there."

"This is healing the sick, I just heard that it seems to be a bet between two people, this is a good thing, hanging the pot to help the world!"

At this time, Leng Zixing, who was dressed up as a wealthy businessman, with a slender beard on both sides of the person and a thin chin on his chin, said to his wealthy businessman friends: "It turns out that Bachelor Jia's glaze factory also deals in medicines. ”

"Exactly."

Someone heard it, and it was passed on to hundreds, whispering: "Master Jia? I'm afraid it's not the champion prince of Xicheng and the bachelor Jia Cong? ”

"It must be, we all know that the glaze factory in Nancheng was built by him, and the locals say that Jia Cong has been here a few times."

"It is said that Jia Cong is young, looking at his appearance, he must be."

"Hmm...... However, it's not bad for the champion to play with a pen and be an official, when did I hear that there will be any medical methods for officials? Also, look at those white, blond-haired and blue-eyed weirdos, oh, foreign devils! Is this reliable? ”

"Cut, I'm not one of those patients anyway, what if I'm dying? They're half dead anyway, aren't they? It is estimated that it is also voluntary, and there will be at least a glimmer of hope for healing. ”

"In this case, there is still some truth in what Brother Ren said."

……

"Okay, I'll rely on the old and sell the old, and I'll show it to the big one." Wang Jiahui arched his hand, and his performance was also mediocre: "Si Shi Sidi is not in the officialdom, so we don't need to use official titles, so we can be friends of Xinglin?" ”

Jia Cong smiled and nodded, and suddenly made people feel that he was walking away from the spacious and messy and dirty hall under the dilapidated statue step by step, and frowned slightly, as a person with the soul of a modern person, he clearly knew that syphilis was more contagious in the early stage, mainly blood, clothing, etc.

Some time ago, although it was not clear whether Xue Pan was infected with this virus, Jia Cong was also strictly guarded against in the details of his life, for fear that he would be tricked.

The guards who followed him also formed an encirclement around him and guarded them.

However, Wang Jiahui, who was slanting in his eyes, still saw Jia Cong's small action, and smiled mysteriously as if he knew it clearly, and also pretended to come to the threshold of the broken temple next to Jia Cong. ”

Looking at the broken temple with a faint look, Jia Cong clearly saw that Wang Jiahui and the others were looking at the person who was asking for a ulcer on his lips and tongue, and heard them say that there was a swelling near the ulcer, Jia Cong said with an uncertain expression: "I thought this should be the early stage of this disease, right?" Uh, that's willow disease. ”

In fact, Jia Cong knew that the professional statement was that the person might be a stage of syphilis, but he also knew that no one could understand it, and the swelling near the ulcer was obviously swollen lymph nodes, and if it was hard and painless, the possibility of stage 1 syphilis was even greater.

It's just that his demeanor and tone, listening to it in his ears and looking at it in the eyes of the old man, the envoy of the royal court obviously feels that Jia Cong seems to be lacking in confidence, Wang Jiahui can't help but feel complacent, although he doesn't dare to offend the officials, even if Jia Cong is filial piety and has no job, but it is not excluded that he can look down on it in his heart!

Isn't it cross-border for Jia Cong to develop drugs and talk about medicine?

Even if they are too hospital, there are people who agree with Jia Cong's "Illustrated New Book of Changes" and "Illustrated New Emperor's Neijing", which are relatively good as primary medical popular science books, but if the academic theory is good, it can represent superb medical skills? Is the actual combat practice strong? Not at all! Which of these apricot forest masters doesn't have decades of medical experience? And how old is Jia Cong?

Hum!

Wang Jiahui still has a little contempt for Jia Cong in his heart, including their colleagues in the Tai Hospital, who also think like this, and more importantly, Jia Cong does this, relying on the bookseller he secretly runs privately, and makes a windfall of medical books, which makes the national players of the Tai Hospital put their faces? Isn't it the excuse that the inaction of the people who fall into the imperial history or look down on them and occupy the pit and not? Let a layman like Jia Cong point fingers? In the long run, they are too hospital people to mix?

There, Wang Jiren's eyes asked, Wang Jiahui nodded, and a pharmacy doctor took out a pill and gave it to the sick person.

Wang Jiahui made a gesture of please, Jia Cong nodded, the people on his side had already begun to prepare arsenic vanamin, and after about a stick of incense, the patients on the side of the Tai Hospital still did not see much movement, neither aggravation nor death, nor any relief.

Jia Cong frowned, it's strange that he can see the results immediately! This is the disadvantage of old Chinese medicine! We've been eating casually since Shennong, and we can't die anyway! It's just a little more poisonous!

He just kind of wants to know the other party's drug formula!

But he also knew that just as he would not disclose the formula of arsenic vanamin, the other party probably didn't want him to know.

"Huh?! Is that going to be a needle to be pierced? It's scary! ”

"It seems to be different from acupuncture, that needle is injecting something!"

The onlookers couldn't help but shudder!

Although acupuncture has been around for a long time and is relatively common, there are still many people who are afraid of needles, so they will change to other treatments, not to mention that Jia Cong still needs to inject some unknown liquid?

Jia Cong noticed that the crowd was a little commotionous.

Moreover, there was a lot of discussion outside the ruined temple, and he intuitively felt that there were probably acquaintances outside, including friends and enemies.

"Nope! No! I don't want it, I still don't want to be treated......" Jia Cong's patient was full of horror, waved his hand again and again in panic, stood up like a handsome guy who was ravaged by a rich woman's happy ball for a week, covered his crotch and fled.

James rolled her eyes, a little disappointed, after all, according to Jia Cong's meaning, she judged that this person was the appearance of the early stage of Hualiu disease, and the probability of cure was greater, and the effect of the medicine would be more obvious, so she couldn't help but say: "Didn't you say that it was voluntary just now?" ”

Under the repeated rejection of many early patients, James could only reluctantly choose some patients who seemed to be in the middle and late stages of the disease, Christopher and Mattheis helped, and injected a needle of arsenic vanamine.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Wang Jiahui, Wang Jiren, as well as Leng Zixing, some secret onlookers and the masses. All widened their eyes, and this therapy? Will it be dead?

Looking at the way the patient struggled and couldn't cry out, it was obvious that he was dying of pain!

At this time, Sun Fu handed over a note, Jia Cong was already far away from the people in the Tai Hospital, Sun Fu whispered with a snicker: "It was Grandma Bao who found out and wrote it." ”

Of course, Jia Cong recognized his wife's handwriting at a glance, and he suddenly understood, because at that time, he mentioned to Baochai the "Secret Record of Mold" by Chen Sichen of the previous dynasty, which recorded a prescription for the treatment of syphilis is "raw milk", but the specific formula Jia Cong is not clear, he just looked at it generally, but his wife Baochai paid attention to it. And I deliberately checked it, it must have taken a lot of time, and for the sake of safety, it is impossible for the hospital to develop new drugs by itself, and it is only possible to use mature formulas that have been tested in practice by predecessors.

Jia Cong saw that the eye-catching formula at the beginning was:

Mercury, arsenic, saltpeter, alum, alum, mica, salt, salt.

There are also instructions on the production method and other instructions later, Jia Cong just glanced at it, and he knew the fatal flaw of this "raw milk"!

He still won a big game!

At this moment, Jia Cong didn't have time to take a closer look, and Feng Ziying next to him pointed at her and said in surprise: "Oops! He's dead! ”

Jia Cong's pupils shrank, the patient on his side was rickety, and his bones and joints were already extremely diseased, Nima, this is already too advanced to be more advanced! I didn't expect to die on the spot after their arsenic vanamin injection, so how about giving me some face, big brother! I, Jia Cong, am also a decent person!

"Hahaha......" The people on the other side of the hospital laughed for a while, Wang Jiren's face was swollen and red, Wang Jiahui laughed and held back, but it was very difficult.

The scene was quiet.

Needle drops can be heard.

The crowd of onlookers opened their mouths wide and then an uproar erupted.

Jia Cong's face turned dark, and 100,000 South American alpacas galloped by! That's a shame, isn't it?