At the beginning of August of the twentieth year of Chongzhen, Wu Xinglin took the newly developed "smallpox anther" to Fujian by sea. He was accompanied by Professor Wu Youxing and his disciples, who were the backbone of the medical team sent by Xinglin University to Fujian to form a medical team to Taiwan.

And Wu Xinglin just took smallpox to Fuzhou to repay the crown prince.

Generally speaking, those who have the opportunity to repay their merits can always get some benefits, which shows that Cheng Lin really treats him as an apprentice.

Zhu Cihong was very happy to get the news, and personally observed the weak infection reaction of the death row inmates after vaccination, which was even less affected than the impact of a single typhoid fever. And he unexpectedly found that the Ming Dynasty doctors' inoculation methods were more civilized than those of later generations, not to create an opening on the arm to introduce cowpox, let alone take a needle and poke it indiscriminately, and then sprinkle the potion.

Wu Xinglin mixed the dried cowpox powder with distilled water, then dipped the fruit in cotton and sent it into the nasal cavity, left it for a while, and then announced the end of the inoculation.

"I'll try." Zhu Cihong said.

A flush of excitement rose on Wu Xinglin's face.

This undoubtedly represents the crown prince's trust in him.

Lu Suyao was also excited to solve smallpox, but when she heard that the crown prince was going to be vaccinated himself, she was shocked.

Zhu Cihong couldn't help but say that he had already walked towards Wu Xinglin, waiting for him to prepare the potion. According to data collected from the Ningguo government, nearly 9,000 people have been vaccinated in medical records since Longqing, but less than 30 people have died of pox, which is due to the use of more toxic pox.

In this era, the mortality rate from smallpox was as high as more than 30 percent, and even if you survive, you would be disfigured. The further south you go, the more prevalent this disease becomes, because smallpox was first introduced to China from the southwest during the Eastern Han Dynasty. At that time, it was called sore.

Dongyu probably didn't see smallpox when he was in Liaodong. They had not been in the country for a long time, but many people had died of smallpox.

Zhu Cihong's current environment is completely incomparable with that in the palace, and it is difficult to eliminate the possibility of smallpox infection by relying on hygiene habits. In order not to bet on that 30 percent, it is obviously more rational to bet on this 3 thousandths now.

In the two days after the vaccination, Zhu Cihong really had a high fever reaction, and he did not use any medicine except cold water to cool down. After a good night's sleep, it subsided. According to Wu Xinglin, this already has the ability to resist smallpox for life, and there is no need to worry about infection.

- There is always a feeling of unreality.

Zhu Cihong said secretly in his heart.

"From the scribes to the soldiers, everyone had to be vaccinated against smallpox." Zhu Cihong said to Wu Xinglin: "But it's better to change it to an arm to create a vaccination." ”

Wu Xinglin didn't know the medical truth of the Dao, and was about to ask, when he suddenly remembered the identity of the crown prince, so he had to answer the order first, and then go back and study it himself. Maybe he can really find out the scientific principle in the future, but the fundamental reason why Zhu Cihong asked for arm vaccination is to facilitate statistics and inspection. Nothing to do with medicine.

The formula of "smallpox anther" is not complicated, it is just dried and ground after the acne scab is scabbed, and it is no problem if you use the acne pulp directly, and the effect is stronger. Then there were not many people who knew that cowpox was curing smallpox, and even the people who had sent him to find cowpox in the first place were gathered together and repeatedly warned to keep it a secret.

The reason is simple, in this day and age. Smallpox plagued all civilizations in the East and West. For Westerners in particular, smallpox was even more terrifying than the plague. Plague is a virulent infectious disease. But there are cycles, and smallpox is a gloom that hangs over people's hearts forever.

If the secret of cowpox can be blocked, in addition to raw silk, tea, and porcelain, Huaxia will also have an export product with extremely high profits - smallpox.

Such a small vial of smallpox powder is bound to make those European nobles pay the price of the same volume of gold.

And as early as a hundred years ago, Europeans brought smallpox to the New World. And consciously rely on this virus for the extinction of the human race. The Indians, who had been cut off from the Old World for 10,000 years, were simply unable to resist smallpox, with a mortality rate of 90 percent. When hundreds of colonists rushed to the fortresses of the Inca Empire and the Aztec Empire, all the Indian warriors inside were dead.

With such a history of warfare, if the Europeans had mastered the methods of dealing with smallpox, they would have been even more emboldened in using smallpox as a weapon.

For these two reasons. In the Ming Dynasty, cowpox vaccination must be popularized to the greatest extent, and the outside world must be kept secret.

For this reason, smallpox anthers have a scientific name: sprout frost.

Because the cow is "ugly" in the earthly branch, ugly is the meaning of the first germination of all things, and the medicinal powder ground into the pox scab is as fine as "frost", so it is named Meng Frost. If it can't be as the name suggests, it can only mean that he is not academically proficient and can't keep up with the crown prince's thinking. However, because universal vaccination requires a large number of manpower, and involves equipment disinfection, reaction observation, and the effect of the second vaccination test, the workload is extremely large. Under the huge workload, Meng Frost is naturally abbreviated as Door Frost.

When the name Door Cream spread, all those who wanted to explore the raw materials of smallpox in the name came to a dead end.

Wu Youxing also took his disciples to participate in the vaccination work, and he himself was responsible for supervising the disinfection process of all instruments. No one wants smallpox to be driven away in the front hand and tetanus in the back.

On the 10th day after the fever subsided, Zhu Cihong was again inoculated with vaccinia in the way pioneered by his arm. This time, there were no symptoms, indicating that the last vaccination was very successful.

A small number of insiders were incorporated into the new yamen of the General Administration of Epidemic Prevention, with high salaries, and were responsible for inoculating the cattle with labor, and then obtaining acne sores from the cattle and making them into sprouting creams.

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On August 16 of the twentieth year of Chongzhen, the crown princess began to have more and more frequent labor pains from the day before, revealing the appearance of giving birth. After Guo Jingzhong took the pulse, Yu Chang personally compared the pain reactions and intervals of more than 30 other pregnant women, and finally sent the crown princess to the delivery room on the evening of the 16th.

Wen Po, nurses and others have been waiting in the delivery room for a long time, and all the personnel who enter the delivery room must strictly clean their hands and change their clothes, and their hair is tightly wrapped and not exposed.

Duan finally understood why the old man said that the production was to go to the ghost gate to go through it, and this kind of severe pain seemed to tear her in half several times. She couldn't help but think: Just give birth to a prince and die, it can be regarded as worthy of her family and the prince, and she will never have to suffer such a big crime again.

"Exhale!"

"Inhale!"

"Hard!"

After tossing for another hour or two, Duan's mind was already blurred by pain, and suddenly his whole body was relieved, and soon he heard a cry of a baby that was like a heavenly sound.

Wen Po is experienced in holding the newborn, cutting the umbilical cord with scissors that have been sterilized for a day, and then wrapping it with fine hemp rope, carefully folding and coiling it up, and dressing it with soft cotton cloth, not daring to get a little water, for fear of causing "umbilical wind". After staying like this for three or five days, the remaining umbilical cord will be dehydrated and dried up and will naturally fall off, forming a slightly concave umbilicus.

In the people, if the umbilical cord falls off and the umbilicus protrudes, the reward of Wen Po will be much less, and the word may even ruin the rice bowl. Therefore, Wen Po is the most willing to be willing to "cross the umbilicus", and some Wen Po is afraid that the scissors are too cold and the cold air will invade inside, and they will wrap each other in cotton cloth, bite the umbilical cord with their teeth, or slowly burn it with hemp oil paper.

A bunch of nurses gathered around Duan, either wiping her sweat with dry cotton, or changing sweaty clothes to clean up the blood.

"Let me see ......" Duan's exhausted strength just now seemed to grow again, and he sat up stiffly.

"Niangniang, she is a grandson." The midwife held the ugly baby with wrinkled skin like a monkey and sent it to Duan's eyes, only showed her a small raised Ding Ding below, and then hugged it away for the nurse to wipe it clean, bathe it in hot water, and then weigh it and rub the lines of her hands and feet.

- It's ugly......

Duan glanced at it, and finally couldn't resist the exhaustion of childbirth, and fell into a deep sleep.

The midwife watched the assistants go through the procedure, and carefully watched them clean up for the crown princess, before bypassing the wall, passing through the two doors to report the good news, and entering the delivery room without a trace of wind.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the mother, he is a grandson, seven catties and two taels, and now the mother and son are safe." Aunt Liu was overjoyed and went inside to report the good news.

Chongzhen and Zhou Hou were suddenly relieved, and they said hello and ordered to reward.

"I don't know if Brother Daochun has prepared a name for this child." Zhou Houdao.

Chongzhen smiled: "Where is his turn?" I had already thought of a name, and it was for the emperor's grandson. ”

Zhou Hou also smiled and asked, "What is it?" ”

"He should be a generation of words, from the side of the soil," Chongzhen said: "Guizi couldn't be better." ”

It is a valuable ritual vessel. "Zhou Li" uses Qinggui to honor the East, illustrating the identity of the emperor's grandson in the East Palace.

"Okay, okay, let's let people report to Brother Chun as soon as possible." After Zhou Hou finished speaking, he suddenly said with a slight loss: "I can't call Brother Chun anymore in the future." "The son has a son, and he has grown up completely, and he can no longer be called by the name of milk.

For the emperor and queen, most of the thoughts were finally over. As long as the frost researched by Xinglin University is useful, and the emperor does not get smallpox, the possibility of survival is much greater. Judging from the physical condition of this imperial grandson, the little kick is very powerful, not like a sign of frail death.

Zhu Cihong didn't know the news of Lu Dao until ten days later, and there was also the credit of flying pigeons, which shows that the empire is a little too big.

"Zhu Hegui, this name is a bit rustic." Zhu Cihong looked at the family letter, put it in the "read" column, and said to Lu Suyao: "Is there any news from the medical team and Daochang Li in Taiwan?" ”

Lu Suyao was still excited about the crown prince's joy of Yuanzi, and when she was suddenly asked about political affairs, she couldn't react.

"Keep your emotions in check." Zhu Cihong lightly tapped his temples: "Many things can be done as long as you know them, don't waste time and energy." ”

Lu Suyao should claim that it is, and hurriedly cleaned up her mood and reported: "The medical team and Daochang Li have already lived in the Han-Min village, and they are both medical and medicine-giving medicines, which are quite loved by the local Han-people. However, the Taiwanese people are quite resistant to the Han people, and there is little progress so far. (To be continued......)

PS: The protagonist has finally completed the task of inheriting the lineage and can continue to concentrate on state affairs. Ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a monthly pass~!