Chapter 300: Healing

After cultivating the fungus in large quantities, after Mao Yulong's careful screening and selection, this time he harvested a small half bowl of penicillium.

However, he found that there was a key problem here, that is, the penicillium grown from the materials he chose was not only small in quantity, but also not pure enough, which seriously restricted his penicillin production.

In the records of later generations, a large number of naturally cultivated penicillium fungus, the raw material is corn, and he has been all over the capital to inquire about the corn crop, the result made him very disappointed, even the grain store is a century-old shopkeeper, the corn is still confused, said that he does not know at all, Mao Yulong regretfully thought, it seems that corn has not been introduced to China in South America, at this time it is necessary to write a letter to his uncle Mao Wenlong, let him buy corn seeds from those merchants.

But at this time, Mao Yulong found a substitute, that is, the old gourd that is being sold in large quantities on the market, cut them up, the gourd in it, very perishable and mildewy, and the penicillin produced is also strong and lush, so Mao Fu pulled this old gourd home in a car, cut it out, the front and back of the house are everywhere, and finally even the roof has been paved, the summer is hot, less than half a day began to mildew and rot, for a time the whole house stinks, neighbors have protested, The old lady can only bow around and compensate others.

According to later generations, it was just a hundred and ten units of penicillin, and at this time, it had become a trump card in Mao Yulong's hands.

His second user was his uncle, the ceremonial squire who had tuberculosis.

As long as the uncle is treated, not only will he repay the care that the uncle has or has not taken care of over the years, but the most important thing is that this is a live advertisement, which can make his penicillin spread quickly among the dignitaries in the capital.

However, tuberculosis is not like willow venereal disease, it can be applied externally, which must be injected, so the syringe must be invented by itself.

Fortunately, there were too many skilled craftsmen in China, so Mao Yulong went to a time-honored silver shop, said his request, and the next day he got the most critical component of the syringe - the needle.

Although this needle drug is thicker for subsequent veterinarians, but after all, it has been done to the extreme, and the infusion tube is very simple, when he took the big guy to the little fat man Bibi Huahua, the guy who was not afraid of knives and guns, when he was sure that he would get sick in the future, he would insert this guy into his buttocks, and he was pale at that time and ran away directly.

Everything is ready, and all that remains is to go to my uncle's house to save people.

Using the most exquisite porcelain bottle, filled with penicillin solution, and carrying the large needle and tube that only veterinarians use, on a day of rest, Mao Yulong once again landed at his uncle's house.

This is really feng shui in turns, this time when he came to the door again, the steward in front of the door saw Mao Yulong coming from a distance, and when he saw the little follower with the same dog's tail behind him, he rushed over directly from afar to greet him, and then he didn't need to wait for the report, and directly took the two into the mansion.

Mao Yulong said to him with a smile: "I heard that my uncle was born with tuberculosis, and I have been deeply worried about this matter in recent days. ”

While leading the way, the housekeeper said with a wry smile: "The eldest lord has been sick for a long time, and almost all the famous doctors in the world have been invited, and even the emperor has sent an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him, but all in vain. The old man is also worried about this matter every day, if the young master can save the eldest master, our Shen Mansion is all grateful for your great kindness. But when he said this, there was no gratitude in his countenance, but a kind of contempt.

Like this, there are no less than ten or eight every day, and it is not that I use this name to come here or to get closer, or to mix some money, I have seen a lot, look at Mao Yulong, this hairy boy, is just one of these two, and it is more likely to be both.

As a result, the little fat man was not happy: "I said old man, my brother's ability is really unique in the world, just this thing." When I first tested it on a pig, it was immediate. ”

As a result, the old housekeeper grinned: "This is even more unreasonable, that pig is compared with our eldest master, although you are the son of the prince, you can't abuse people like this." ”

Mao Yulong can't wait to strangle this little guy directly, do you talk like that? If that's what you're saying, everything good will have to be messed up.

However, no matter how the little fat man talked nonsense, the face of the prince of the country still had to be given, and the old housekeeper still brought his two brothers into the uncle's bedroom.

Before I entered the room, I heard my uncle's coughing sound of coughing out of his lungs from a distance, which was hollow and weak, which was completely a sign of advanced tuberculosis.

The group entered the house, and the whole room was tightly covered, according to the superstition at that time, this disease was afraid of wind and light, and even more afraid of cold and humidity, so in this summer, the doors and windows of the whole room were tightly closed, and there was a brazier in the middle of the ground.

The uncle was lying on the bed in the north, his face was sallow, skinny, and he was wheezing with difficulty, and his whole lungs were like pulling bellows, and when he saw Mao Yulong coming in, he just nodded at him with difficulty.

Mao Yulong explained his intention, and the uncle gasped and smiled bitterly: "Tuberculosis is one of the 72 terminal diseases, and there is no salvation in this world, but since the nephew has this filial piety, then give it a try, it is a dead horse to be a live horse doctor, anyway, uncle, I have already seen it, wealth is up to the sky, life and death are up to fate, whatever you do." ”

When Mao Yulong saw this, he immediately ordered: "Remove the brazier in the middle of the ground, open all the doors and windows, and let fresh air in." ”

The old housekeeper was still hesitating, so the uncle ordered softly: "Everything is arranged by the young master." ”

The doors and windows opened, and the faint and damp air in the room poured out, and the summer sun shone into the room, brightening the originally dark room, and the air with the fragrance of flowers filled the entire ward, making people feel a little relaxed. Not to mention that the cure is not good, just this time, the uncle who has been on the sickbed for a long time feels a lot more comfortable, let out a long breath, relaxed his body, and closed his eyes slightly: "I don't know if there is hope, or what, I feel much better than before at this moment." ”

Mao Yulong said with a smile: "It's not a matter of environment and air, living in a dark and damp room, how can it be better than being able to breathe fresh air at any time, if the uncle believes in the nephew, the room must be ventilated in the future, so that the sunlight can shine in at any time, at the same time, don't always lie in bed, from time to time to sit in the yard for an hour or two, which is an excellent benefit to your body." As he spoke, he took out his special needle and sucked the potion in the bottle: "My medicine is not oral, it needs to be injected directly into my uncle's body." ”

For this novel method, the eyes of the old butler standing on the side were full of doubts and worries, and he was even more vigilant.

Did the uncle see the old butler's expression, and shook his hand with a wry smile: "Although my nephew is not his own child, he is better than his own child, and there is absolutely no reason to harm me, old housekeeper, you can rest assured." ”

In fact, such an attitude is not already known to him, and now the relationship between Mao Yulong and Shizi is a disguised pull.

Mao Yulong didn't say anything about breaking these twists and turns, and took out one of his uncle's arms according to the procedure for subsequent injections to the patient. But this is very good, on that arm, so thin that only skin and bones remain, and the thick veins and blood vessels are clearly visible, which gives Mao Yulong, who has only been injected and has not given people injections, a convenience, wiped the blood vessels to be injected with concentrated alcohol, and then put the tip of the needle against there, and said to the uncle: "If it hurts a little, uncle bear with it." ”

The uncle smiled: "I have been suffering from illness for many years, and my body almost no longer feels pain, so my nephew is free to do it." ”

With the permission of the uncle, after the little fat man twisted his face away, Mao Yulong ruthlessly stabbed the thick needle into the uncle's veins, injected the precious penicillin into the uncle's body, pulled out the needle, and said to the uncle: "I don't know when the effect of this medicine will work, but I think it will definitely work." If it helps, please send someone to inform me in time. ”

The uncle nodded breathlessly: "It's the nephew who bothered, your uncle is not here today, let your aunt accompany you to eat before leaving." ”。

As soon as he heard about eating, the little fat man immediately shook his head, and the last time he ate, he was deeply involved in this political situation.

Thinking of this, he pulled Mao Yulong and ran out of the Shen Mansion as if he were flying.