"Lao Wang, you have to come to this matter!"

Just when everyone was stunned, the old man laughed, and then pointed to Wang Lao who was in a daze on the side.

Hearing this, Wang Lao's face was entangled, and he ignored the old man who was chattering with him, and walked back to his seat with a grin.

Yang Xiaotao looked at Qian Lao, then at the old man, and then at Wang Lao, and suddenly laughed.

I don't have an opinion on this matter.

You are a brick, you need to go wherever you need to.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao smiling, Elder Wang knew what this guy was thinking, and said angrily, "Chief, why don't you just open your mouth and give an order." ”

"What's the matter, with your old king's face, you can't handle it?"

The old man smiled, obviously knowing Wang Lao very well.

Wang Lao shook his head helplessly, "Chief, you don't know. ”

"No matter how thick-skinned this is, it can't stop his fist!"

Hahaha

A group of people around him burst into laughter.

The situation of the first machine department, that is famous.

When that group of people is together, they can usually fight over small things, but when big things happen, it's strange that there is not a 'war of the century'.

There, it fully explains what it means to say 'fists are the last word'.

And in the face of external pressure, this group of old guys who usually don't like each other can unite again, like iron buddies.

Even, to carry forward this fist style, many people have eaten these guys' Wang Ba Boxing.

If you reason with them, that's fine.

But the volume of a machine is there, and most of the time it is begging for others, reasoning, but it really can't be said.

After Wang Lao finished speaking, he glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and then sighed again, "If only you could split it in half, everyone in the province is worried." ”

Yang Xiaotao didn't say this, but pouted, "Chief, I think your skills are not bad, why don't you try it?" ”

"Last time, Xia Lao said that his body is old, if you really want to compare, you must have an advantage."

"Stop, you kid, you're bad at following a few old boys."

"Is that a man's business?"

Wang Lao blew his beard and glared, "I went, it was a group of people who picked me up, when I was stupid." ”

Hahaha

Everyone laughed again, and Qian Lao shook his head on the side.

Everyone has the heart of talent.

It's just that this person, he knows that he won't be able to put it in the first machine.

Otherwise, with Yang Xiaotao's achievements in agriculture, it is estimated that he would have been poached by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

"However, you kid is here this time, and you can be regarded as your own person."

"We'll have to work together in the future."

Elder Wang winked at Yang Xiaotao, Yang Xiaotao nodded happily, "Chief, don't worry, in the future, we will cooperate more, communicate more, learn from each other's strengths, and don't be annoyed when the time comes." ”

"No, no!"

A few people talked for a while, the old man had to leave and go back to report to his superiors, and Wang Lao Qian and Lao they also had to follow to make a summary.

After eating, everyone quickly went back to their tents to rest.

Yang Xiaotao followed Ran's father, Han Sanfeng, and the others to the tent, and they could embark on the return journey tomorrow.

Only this time, Wang Lao and the others did not arrange another plane, but took the train instead.

Apparently also frightened by the incident of the last time the plane hit the high wind.

Several people came to the tent, and before they could go in, they saw the lights on in the tent next door, and one hurried out and ran away.

"That's Director Wang's tent."

When Father Ran saw it, he nodded and stepped forward.

Speaking of which, everyone came here to watch the experiment, but it turned out that Director Wang was unlucky, he had a cold and a high fever, and he couldn't go to the scene today.

I just don't know if this cold has healed.

"Let's see."

Father Ran thought about going over to comfort him, but he didn't want to see the military doctor frowning beside the bed as soon as he opened the door of the tent.

"Doctor, what's wrong with this? Isn't it okay to catch a cold? ”

Han Sanfeng saw that Director Wang was still lying on the bed, and his body was covered with a thick blanket.

Although the temperature here is a little lower than that of Sijiu City, there is no need to cover it with a blanket.

"Something is wrong."

The medic still grimaced, then took out a thermometer and shook it and pressed it under the patient's armpit.

"This morning, when I came for a re-examination, this person's body temperature had dropped, but the other party shouted cold."

"At noon, the body temperature went up again, and I hurriedly took out antipyretics."

"I didn't wait for it to get dark, and it cooled down again."

"Now, the time to heat up and cool down is getting shorter and faster."

The medic said, taking off the stethoscope on his chest and looking back at the bed beside him.

"These people have this condition, their bodies are hot and cold, which is very abnormal."

"Hot and cold? Could it be malaria? ”

Ran's father asked, this trait is very similar to malaria.

"I suspected so, so I gave quinine at noon."

"But the effect is not ideal."

As the military doctor spoke, he took out the thermometer, "Thirty-nine and a half degrees." It has risen again. ”

"The patient has already developed a coma, and if this continues, the patient will not be able to bear it."

There was silence in the tent.

"I'll go talk to the chief, and if it doesn't work, I'll go to the big hospital."

As Father Ran spoke, he was about to go out.

"It's useless, the nearest big hospital has to drive for two days to get there."

"I'll have the doctors in the surrounding towns come over and see what's going on."

"One person counts short, two people count long, more people have multiple methods."

Father Ran stopped, his face serious.

Yang Xiaotao glanced at the people lying on the beds around him with 'colds', "Doctor, is this disease contagious?" ”

The medic hesitated for a moment, "I don't know. Now it seems that it should be contagious. ”

Yang Xiaotao nodded, didn't ask any more, everyone heard that it would be contagious, and their hearts were also chuckled, and they left after a while.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Yang Xiaotao saw a guard lead an old man with a white beard walking in.

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly followed.

The man was a barefoot man of this generation, and he was the only doctor in the town who treated people.

As soon as Lao Lang Zhong came in, his nose moved, his brows furrowed at first, and then he came to a patient to check on the situation.

First take the pulse, then roll the eyelids and look at the base of the tongue.

After a trip, I almost found a needle and pricked it twice.

After a while, he shook his head in confusion, "It doesn't look like a sick person, but this disease is weird." ”

The crowd was shocked.

In these years, the authority of the old Chinese medicine is still very heavy.

It has not reached the point where Chinese medicine still has to be licensed to see a doctor in later generations.

"However, there is a way to do this."

A few people came over again, and the military doctor even asked, "Boss, you take a look first, and then lower this body temperature first." ”

Lao Langzhong nodded, "There have been people on this plateau who have encountered this strange disease before, and they have also been treated for malaria, but the effect is not very good." ”

"Later, the ancestors found herbs locally, and combined them with external and internal use, and the effect was not bad."

"You wait here for a while, I'll go out and find some."

Saying that Lao Langzhong was about to go out, Yang Xiaotao grabbed him, "Old man, what do you say, let's go find you." ”

Lao Langzhong shook his head, "You don't know, this grass is not an ordinary grass, it is a unique kind of artemisia grass that is unique to us, and you can't pull it all out, you can only find a few leaves on it." ”

"If you pull it all out, not only will the people behind you be gone, but most of them will be wasted."

"I'd better go."

Saying that the old man got out of the tent, Yang Xiaotao looked at the figure who went out, but remembered that when he was in the Northwest Farm, he also met a barefoot doctor, and a bowl of salt water went down and saved a life.

Thinking of the disappearance of these barefoot doctors decades later, I was indignant, "How can such a person be stopped by a bullshit certificate?" ”

I made up my mind that if there is an opportunity in the future, I must organize these old Chinese medicine doctors and barefoot doctors to form a separate Chinese medicine hospital.

Everyone waited in the tent for about half an hour, and the old man ran in quickly, with a handful of emerald green leaves in his hand.

Come to him and take out half of it, "Boil these, boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water, drink half a bowl at a time, drink it tonight, and drink some more tomorrow morning, if nothing else, this hot and cold illness will be cured." ”

Lao Langzhong said confidently, and the military doctor hurriedly took the herb and asked people to copy it.

"The remaining half was crushed, and the juice was put on his forehead."

Yang Xiaotao looked at it from the side, these herbs were not just one, there were obviously other herbs.

Several people hurriedly stepped forward to help.

When it was done, Lao Langzhong left a sentence to come back tomorrow morning, and prepared to leave.

The military doctor asked people to follow and send them back, this northwest road is not easy to walk, and there are often wild beasts at night.

"Let's go, let's go back and rest."

Father Ran said hello and took people back to rest.

Yang Xiaotao returned to the tent and looked at his watch, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, hurry up and rest, and go home tomorrow.

Thinking of the daughter-in-law at home, as well as his son and daughter, Yang Xiaotao was more anxious.

After going out for three days, Xiao Biesheng was newly married.

Having said that, the daughter-in-law is still her own family.

Thinking about it, time passed little by little, and people also fell asleep.

At the same time, the radio waves on the land of China flowed, and information quickly spread all over the north and south of the country, and all over the country.

From time to time, shouts were heard in the country, and some people ran out in the middle of the night and shouted loudly.

The person who was quarreled went out with a cold face to prepare for a lesson, and then when he heard the news, he joined in the shouting.

This night, in Sijiu City, before dawn, some people had already taken to the streets, waving flags made overnight, shouting long live, and began to run to celebrate.

Before dawn, the whole country was boiling.

Wakoku, Edo.

While Huaxia was boiling over the success of the two bombs, Edo was dead silent.

The Royal Palace, a peaceful and busy scene.

The whole palace complex is covered in deep tones, and the rising sunlight makes the place seem particularly gentle.

The gates were open, and the daisies and irises still dotted the land where they belonged, blooming generously, but everyone who came in and out was busy and impatient.

In the palace full of herbs, the silver-haired old man knelt outside the shoji door, his face gloomy, listening to the terrible roar coming from inside, his heart sank to the bottom.

Damn beautiful animals.

If they hadn't revealed the news of the success of the Huaxia experiment, the king of their little days would not have been like this.

Although they suffered from illness, the tenacious spirit of the river still supported their king and fought tenaciously against fate.

But when this news came out, it was like breaking the backbone, making their king lose their fighting spirit.

"They, really, succeeded in dropping?"

For a long time, there was a staccato sound in the room.

The silver-haired old man buried his head between his legs, "Hi, yes. ”

After a long time, the inside spoke again, "More than a thousand miles? ”

"Hi, yes."

"More than 20,000 tons?"

"Hi, yes."

"Bigger, little boy."

"Hi~~~"

The silver-haired old man's heart trembled as he replied.

"I, I, I don't, I'm not reconciled."

After the staccato voice finished speaking, the room was calm again, and there was no sound.

The silver-haired old man still knelt and bowed, and the sweat on his forehead was already dripping onto the wooden plank.

He knew that the people in the house were really scared.

Why not?

Who would have thought that the other party would develop mushroom eggs first, not to mention, would come up with a carrier in such a short period of one year.

This terrifying weapon made their hearts uneasy and fearful.

But what I am more afraid of is the scientific research ability of the other party.

According to those experts, it will take at least ten years for the other party to make it.

This is also the excuse they have been comforting themselves all year long.

But who would have thought that today, a thunderbolt fell on a sunny day.

This made him realize that those beautiful animals had deceived him, and they had deceived the entire people of Dahe.

The silver-haired old man felt that his body was almost overwhelmed, but there was still no sound coming from the room.

Slowly, the old man straightened up and called softly.

"Your Highness?"

No one in the room answered.

The old man frowned, then got up and opened the shoji door and took a few small steps.

Immediately, he was stunned on the spot.

On the bed, a middle-aged man with half of his hair lost and a withered face that looked like a demon was lying on his back, his eyes staring at the roof.

"Temple~"

The old man stepped forward and wanted to call, but the next second, it didn't feel right.

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand and put it under his nose, and after a moment, his face changed greatly.

"Ah~~~"

"Your Highness, Your Highness~~~"

(End of chapter)

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