"Shhh

Yun Yi's injured left arm was pulled by Zhuge Ming, and a piercing pain instantly rushed straight to his brain.

Zhuge Ming, who was still looking forward to it, saw this, and immediately let go of his hand with a sneering face.

"That...... I'm so sorry! ”

"I was so excited that I forgot that you still had a wound on your left arm."

Hearing this, Yun Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I saw that he gritted his teeth for a while, and then he endured the pain and said:

"Don't worry, that recipe only has one medicine, so I remember it very clearly."

"Only one medicine?"

Hearing that Yun Yi said that the prescription was actually only a medicinal herb, Zhuge Ming was instantly surprised.

If it weren't for seeing the sweat oozing from Yun Yi's forehead because of the pain, I'm afraid he would have stepped forward to pull Yun Yi's arm again at this moment.

Seeing that Zhuge Ming was so excited, Yun Yi first moved his left arm to the side, and then replied in a firm tone:

"That's right!"

"The cure for malaria is indeed only the herb Artemisia annua."

The reason why Yun Yi remembered the prescription for malaria was because in his previous life, when he was searching for news, he saw a short story about malaria.

It is rumored that during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was an outbreak of malaria in the village where Ge Hong temporarily lived.

Since there was no medicine to treat it, all the villagers in the village died one by one.

When Ge Hong was looking for a cure for malaria, he found that nine out of ten villagers in neighboring villages who contracted the disease would be cured without medicine.

After carefully observing the daily life of the villagers in the neighboring villages, Ge Hong found that all their domestic water was taken from the small river at the edge of the village.

And the bank of that small river happened to be overgrown with Artemisia annua.

In order to find out whether the situation in the neighboring village was related to Artemisia annua, Ge Hong looked through a large number of medical books.

In the end, he found that there was a record of the medicinal use of Artemisia annua in the "Shennong's Materia Medica".

However, the main effect is to treat scabies, scabs, itching, sores and lice killing.

In order to confirm whether Artemisia annua can really treat malaria, Ge Hong tried to use Artemisia annua to treat malaria when some villagers were infected with malaria.

What he didn't expect was that the healing effect of Artemisia annua on malaria was surprisingly good.

So this prescription for treating malaria was recorded by Ge Hong in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription for Treating Cold and Fever Malaria Prescription".

"Artemisia annua?"

"That's what you kid said?"

Zhuge Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then rummaged through the pile of herbs.

After a while, he handed a plant to Yun Yi.

With the light of the bonfire, Yun Yi first looked carefully, and after making sure that it was exactly the same as the Artemisia annua in his memory, he nodded with a strange face.

Since the old guy has Artemisia annua in this pile of herbs, it means that he is not far from success!

It's just that what Yun Yi didn't expect was that after seeing him nod his head in confirmation, Zhuge Ming instantly sat back on the ground like a deflated ball.

While stirring the decoction in the medicine jar with a wooden stick, he explained in a lonely tone:

"I've tried this method, but it doesn't have much effect at all."

After saying that, I couldn't help but sigh.

"No effect?"

"How could it not have worked?"

Hearing Zhuge Ming say this, Yun Yi couldn't help but be puzzled.

Could it be that the Artemisia annua in this time and space is still different from the Artemisia annua of Blue Star?

It shouldn't be!

Although the history of this time and space is quite confusing, the species should still be the same.

Seeing that Zhuge Ming's expression didn't seem to be fake, Yun Yi couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Actually, it can't be said that it is completely ineffective."

"The main ingredient of the decoction you see outside the city is Artemisia annua."

"It's just that this decoction made from Artemisia annua still has some effect on people who have just fallen ill."

"But for those patients who are already showing symptoms, this recipe is not half effective at all."

"At first, I thought it was because the dosage I used was not enough, so I increased it from three or five to two or three taels."

"It's just that no matter how much I increase the dose, the effect of the decoction seems to be about the same."

After Zhuge Ming finished speaking, he threw the Artemisia annua in his hand into the medicine jar on the bonfire.

When the potion was boiling again, he removed the pot from the wooden rack of the campfire.

After listening to Zhuge Ming's narration, Yun Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This old guy uses medicine like this, it can have an effect, that's a strange thing!

Looking at the decoction that was poured into the bowl by Zhuge Mingzhen, Yun Yi couldn't help but ask with a wry smile:

"You just threw Artemisia annua into the medicine jar, why did you take the decoction off?"

Zhuge Ming, who was checking the decoction, heard this, and replied directly without even thinking about it:

"After many tests, I found that only in this way will the effect of the decoction be better."

"If you boil this Artemisia annua for too long, then this bowl of decoction will basically lose its medicinal effect."

Seeing that this old guy hadn't thought of the crux of the problem so far, Yun Yi couldn't help but remind with a wry smile:

"In that case, then why do you boil this Artemisia annua?"

As soon as Yun Yi's words fell, he saw Zhuge Ming who was sharing the decoction, and his body couldn't help but stagnate.

Immediately, as if he had suddenly woken up, he asked Yun Yi in an excited tone:

"Do you mean to say that Artemisia annua, a medicinal herb, is only effective when it is fresh?"

Seeing this old guy's expression, Yun Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded:

"According to that ancient book, the use of Artemisia annua to treat malaria must be taken fresh to achieve the best effect."

"The prescription recorded in that ancient book is to hold Artemisia annua, soak it in two liters of water, wring the juice, and take it as much as possible."

Listening to Yunyi's words, Zhuge Ming was stunned for a moment, and then sighed with remorse:

"I see!"

"I see!"

"It's all my fault!"

"If I had figured it out earlier, I might have been able to save a few more lives."

Seeing the remorse on Zhuge Ming's face, Yun Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although he has only known this old guy for half a day, Yunyi has been conquered by his personality.

"You don't have to blame yourself too much for this."

"Now that we have found a prescription, we only need to prescribe the right medicine, and we will definitely be able to save these people's lives."

Yun Yi was originally just comforting Zhuge Ming, but after listening to his words, this old guy's eyes instantly lit up.

"You're right!"

"I can't bring the dead back to life, but I can save the sick who are still alive."

"Now that we have found a cure for malaria, it is better to start treating these people as soon as possible."

As he spoke, the old fellow picked up the torch on the wall and hurried outside.

Seeing this situation, Yunyi couldn't help but feel helpless.

Although the direction of treatment has been found, whether Artemisia annua can completely cure this epidemic still has to be known by these patients.

Worried that it would not be safe for Zhuge Ming to pick Artemisia annua by the river alone, Yun Yi had no choice but to light another torch and chase it out of the cave.