Chapter 529: The Sick and the Pigeon

"Oops! How many times have I said it, it is written in the book, once someone is sick, you should pay more attention, don't be intimate with others, you say, are you unruly? Wang Yang was in a bad mood.

"I didn't! I was also very careful, and I didn't do anything with them. The man looked innocent.

Hearing him say this, Wang Yang couldn't help it, it seems that this is the worst situation, he was accidentally infected.

"Are any of you seriously injured?" Wang Yang wasn't sure if it was a simple cold or what.

"One is dead." The man said.

Wang Yang patted his forehead, feeling that the sun was too big today, and he was a little dizzy.

"Then why are you back now, it's been so long?"

"It's not that no, there were days when we felt better, and then we didn't feel good again, and over and over again, it just didn't get better." The man duly sniffed, wiped it with a handkerchief, and put it back in his pocket.

"How can you put it back in your pocket? Quickly put it in the water and wash it, and then take it to dry, forget it, you don't need to take it to dry, all the clothes you wore during this time are burned, and I will have someone send you a few new clothes. ā€

After speaking, Wang Yang instructed Zhang San on the side: "You place them, each person in one room, and isolate them all to avoid repeated infection." ā€

"Also, the recent diet, give them something light, supply more boiling water, dispose of excrement or something early, don't have more contact with others, let them run every day, and sweat." That's all Wang Yang can think of.

After the order, Wang Yang still felt restless. Why is there such a thing? It's a real headache.

He went to the scientific room and found the scientists. As soon as he came in, he said, "Is there any progress on the drug I asked you to research?" ā€

Wang Yang has asked these scientists to study drugs. And it is a drug that can treat many diseases, penicillin.

If you want to figure out penicillin, you have to figure out what penicillium is, thanks to the guy who found penicillium in his previous life, and that guy found penicillium from a festering orange.

When oranges rot, they grow green or white mold, which contains penicillin.

And this penicillium is not only grown by oranges. When the flour grows, it will grow, and it will grow white hairy whiskers, and other fruits will also grow.

"There's been no progress, and we don't know how to extract it." Scientists simply can't do anything about it, they can't study this kind of thing at all.

They took Wang Yang into a backyard, where there was sunlight, and a pot of paste was placed, and the paste was very thick. White hairs of about two centimeters grow on the surface.

A sour festering smell rushed straight to Wang Yang's nose.

As early as the Tang Dynasty in history, some people actually discovered the effect of penicillin, and they also took the batter for a period of time, and then cut off the white hair on it. Take it to heal.

But this prescription is a home remedy, what is a home remedies? It is a dangerous prescription that has not been recognized. It is likely that people will die.

Wang Yang stepped forward and touched the white hairs. I feel very soft, this hairy. It contains penicillin.

But in this way, it was used to cure diseases, and eight out of ten died, because the ingredients in this hair were not pure, and there were many deadly germs.

"We took a lot of animals to make a real yĆ n, especially those that were definitely going to be slaughtered, or returned from hunting, and had a big wound, and covered their wounds with white hair, and as a result, they survived, less than one out of ten."

In modern times, there is a good chance of taking this penicillin for fever or something, but it is also an anti-inflammatory drug, and you can try to apply it to the wound (one of the methods, not built yƬ).

Therefore, it can be said that if penicillin can be developed, then if the wound is broken, the cold and fever or something, there will be medicine to eat.

And the wound is broken and infected, which is the biggest cause of injury and death in this era.

Now the question is, how do you get that damn penicillin out of these bacteria.

It's such a difficult problem that stumped everyone.

"Continue to do the real thing, for example, try the part with the tip of the white hair and see which part has the highest success rate."

A dead horse should be a live horse doctor, this is the current situation, although Wang Yang also knows that it should be useless to do so.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, there is value worth trying, and he will not give up on anything anyway.

"Also, you go and study how to ferment, ferment and make wine for me, and make alcohol!" Wang Yang gave an order and assigned a direction for these scientists.

If you can't get penicillin, first get some medical alcohol that can reduce inflammation and kill viruses.

The dozen or so people who were sick didn't know if they really had a cold, so they were isolated by Wang Yang, and they had to open the room for ventilation every day, and then drink boiling water.

In a daze, I have to run, sweat, and eat with a single pair of dishes and chopsticks, and I can't eat with others.

The people who came to take care of them unconsciously had a new tool on their faces, masks......

Everyone knows that they are patients, and they also know that it has been mentioned in the books for a long time, and it is necessary to stay away from patients, especially if the cause is not certain.

They have a sense of isolation, loneliness, and anxiety to recover.

And on this day, Wang Yang came, he also wore a mask, and then asked a few people to sit down and check their pulse.

He doesn't know how to take the pulse, and he can't, but he can learn, and one handful is five minutes, feeling their pulse carefully.

Then I went to take the pulse of other healthy people, and the difference was still obvious, one was weak and the other was strong.

But that's all, you have to know that there are dozens of pulses, and he hasn't figured out the specific feelings yet.

What does it feel, he is writing it down in his notebook, very seriously, and then he is like a demon to give everyone a crazy pulse, and everyone doesn't know why.

Ask him, "What are you touching your wrists for?" ā€

Wang Yang said: "There is a pulse in the hand, whether the body is good or not, you can feel it from here." ā€

Not only that, but he also looks at people's tongues and pupils, and does it like a madman.

It's a pity that there are very few experiences summed up, and it is estimated that the talent for studying medicine is not good, and there is no one to guide me, so there are not many useful things to write.

But no matter what, he still tried his best to learn on his own, but he could distinguish something.

Most of those people's colds are cured and healed, and there are two who are not well, these two are newcomers, who have been frozen for a long time before, and it is estimated that they have frozen out of stubborn diseases, plus their bodies are not tough enough, and their immunity is too poor.

With these two people, Wang Yang really had no choice but to describe their illness and ask them how they felt with pictures.

The two of them were very moved and excited, good guys, the architecture of this place was really eye-opening for them, and seeing that Wang Yang cared about them so much, although they didn't know who Wang Yang was, they were still moved.

After coming out, I felt that time was running out, and I had to put medicine into practice as soon as possible.

And the matter of finding someone is very urgent.

On this day, he brought a few people to the forest, intending to find out if there were any medicinal herbs he knew, no matter what kind of plants they were, as long as they felt strange, they would all dig them up.

Watching the birds in the sky fly around, extremely fast, soaring freely in the sky, and jumping on the branches, Wang Yang sighed.

"It's better to be a bird, you can go back and forth between the two places, you don't need to be blocked by mountains and rivers, you can always fly in a straight line, you don't need to go uphill or downhill, a hundred kilometers of mountains, you can also fly quickly for them."

"If people can travel back and forth unhindered like birds, even if they build a post station a month, what are they afraid of?"

Wanting to be here, Wang Yang was quite helpless, it seemed that the history he learned did not bring him much help.

In ancient times, the post station was also used as a temporary communication point, forwarding communication, and there were well-bred horses in the post station, so that they could travel 800 miles a day, which was the so-called 800 miles expedited.

It's a pity that their roads are repaired, and of course it is impossible to build them themselves, so how much time will it take?

Was there no other means of communication in ancient times? Wang Yang pondered for a moment, and with a flash of inspiration, he blurted out: "Flying pigeon biography!" ā€

In ancient times, not only people were used to transmit information, but also pigeons were used to transmit information, which is the famous flying pigeon biography.

However, I've heard that large-scale use seems to be a no-brainer.

So why isn't it being used on a large scale? Obviously, the flying pigeon is good, because the pigeon walks the way of heaven, and does not take the waterway or the road.

The "air force" of the people has no obstacles in the sky at all, isn't it possible to shorten the distance? And the pigeons fly quite fast, and the pigeons with good body can fly long distances in a day.

It should be said that using pigeons to deliver messages is a multiplier with half the effort, and there are many benefits.

Moreover, the pigeon naturally has a strong magnetic field induction, as if it is equipped with a compass, and the sense of direction is very good.

Since it was not used on a large scale in ancient times, does it mean that there are still defects in using flying pigeons to pass books?

Or maybe there were, but it still failed.

Wang Yang didn't want to think about the ancient reasons, now he only has one thought, if he uses flying pigeons to deliver news, isn't it......

As soon as the thought came to him, he could no longer suppress it, and he glanced around, his eyes burning over the birds.

There are countless animals like pigeons, they are found all over the world, and they are not afraid to find them, so he has a chance to take advantage of them.

You can try it.

On this day, he picked a large number of unknown plants, and when he returned, he immediately had people mark them and name them.

Then he took the plant that might be a medicine, separated the leaves from the roots, boiled a bowl of soup for each, and brought it to the two patients.

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, I see that you two will not get better for a while, if you want to drink, you can taste it."

Someone next to him reported: "These medicines have been given to the animals to drink, and there have been no adverse reactions for the time being." (To be continued......)