"None of this is appropriate, is it?"

Ying Changsheng frowned slightly, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

None of this is very reliable.

It's all the kind of crooked and heretical way.

The probability of success in this approach is not too great.

And among them, there are really too many accidents that may happen, and when he thinks of this, Ying Changsheng can't help frowning.

At first, I was thinking hard about whether there was a more suitable way, at this time.

Win Changsheng, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

One thing came to his mind.

This matter is not a special event.

Instead, Ying Changsheng suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a traverser.

Moreover, he is not such an ordinary hard traverser, he is a coaxing traverser.

He has something awesome in his hands.

That's the system.

In the system, you can exchange a lot of good things through the national fortune value.

Come to think of it.

Win Changsheng slapped his thigh, and then, he said to the Gong in front of him and Xia Wuhe.

"Ben Gongzi just thought of something that can be used to anesthetize the patient, so that the patient can be treated in the process!"

"What's that?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but show curiosity, and he hurriedly asked.

I only heard it, and Ying Changsheng on the side said with a smile.

"It's not something special, it's called morphine!"

Ying Changsheng explained with a smile.

Well, Ying Changsheng just searched in his mind for a while, and found something called morphine.

This thing is still used as an anesthetic in later generations.

A stitch goes down, and it is useful for storage.

But all the methods that Xia Wuhe said just now are much more effective!

"And how many of them are there?"

Hearing this, Xia Wuyi couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and he hurriedly asked.

"There aren't many of them, all over the world, and there aren't many of them!"

Ying Changsheng said.

This made Xia Wuyi a little bleak.

A drug, if there is only a small part of the world.

Then, the result must be that the powerful people have carved up all these medicines, and ordinary people who are promoted to the bottom of the fight will not be able to use this medicine.

However, just as Xia Wuhe frowned, Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

"However, although the quantity of this thing is small, there are many substitutes for him, and he only needs to be vigorously cultivated and planted, and the people of Daqin can use it!"

"Oh? What is his replacement? ”

Xia Wuhe and Gong Yi were interested in the reason for the loss, and hurriedly asked.

"The substitute for this thing, called poppy, is a kind of flower, it grows exceptionally beautiful, it grows in the Western Regions, and my Great Qin only needs to bring this flower closer!"

Poppy?

Muttered the name.

Gong lost Shangzao and Xia Wuhe on the side, and couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

And winning immortality is the way of the heart.

Opium grown from opium poppy is, in essence, a drug.

It's just that some villains have used it crookedly.

In the early days, doctors used this thing as an anesthetic for patients.

In such a situation, the introduction of opium poppy is also very appropriate.

I saw Chaoxia who won Changsheng smiling and groaning.

"Now that everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, why don't you prepare immediately, and then find a patient, perform surgery, and test it, is this method feasible?"

"Okay, it's good to say!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuhe's jaw shook his head again and again, expressing his agreement.

Xia Wuhe's actions were very fast.

As the imperial physician of the Great Qin Empire.

Xia Wuhe's protégés are all over the world.

In Xianyang City, I don't know how many doctors in the medical hall are his disciples and grandchildren, in such a situation, it is not too simple to get a few patients with appendicitis through these connections.

So, in the evening of the day.

In the Xianyang Palace, two patients with carbuncles were brought over.

At this moment, in the main hall, Ying Changsheng was wearing a white coat, holding a sharpened scalpel in his hand, wearing a mask and a hood, and said to Xia Wuhe on the side.

"Looks like we can have surgery!"

"yes!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuhe nodded.

At this time, the hall has been arranged.

According to Ying Changsheng's orders, all the doctors put on brand-new, white cloth coats, masks, and hoods, and in front of them, the patients were placed on a narrow bed only eighty centimeters wide.

The size of this small bed is about the same as that of the operating table of later generations.

And the reason why such a small bed is used when performing surgery is not because medicine has no money and cannot afford such a large bed - how can a hospital not be able to use a large bed?

Any bottle of medicine is much more expensive than a bed.

The reason for using this kind of cot is:

This type of cot is narrow.

It allows the doctor to operate on the patient with his head down effortlessly.

At this moment, standing on the edge of the small bed, on top of the collapsed disease, is a big man who has been stripped of his shirt.

This is a fierce-looking man, he still has a title, the title is not more, he followed Wang Jian in the early years, participated in the battle to destroy Wei and Chu, and he is in his thirties this year, and he is very burly.

On his chest and belly, he still has thick chest hair.

He was diagnosed the day before yesterday and suffered from a carbuncle with a shrunken foot.

Originally, he planned to go home and wait for death, but today, the doctor came to the door and told him that the imperial doctor in Xianyang City, Ling Xia Wuhe, had a way to treat his illness, but the probability was not high, and he still needed to have an operation on the stomach, let him try, and ask him if he was willing.

After learning the news, he immediately chose to agree.

After all, people are often more willing to fight than die.

After all, what if you give it a fight and don't have to die in the end?

At this moment, one of Xia Wuhe's students, a doctor named Chen Wuji, was shaving the hair on the big man's belly.

After scraping, Ying Changsheng immediately took out a needle of morphine that had been exchanged from the system.

It's a very valuable thing.

A needle is worth ten countries.

After a morphine injection, the big man immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Then, at this time, Ying Changsheng said to Xia Wuhe on the side.

"How? Isn't it time to do it? ”

"Naturally, you can!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuhe nodded, and then said to the apprentice who was in charge of laying down the hand on the side.

"Wipe his stomach with alcohol and clean it first!"

"No!"

The apprentice hurriedly shook his head, and after a while, after cleaning up, Xia Wuhe immediately picked up the scalpel, and then carefully cut a small opening.

If it's a dead body.

At this moment, Xia Wuhe had already made a drastic move, and cut open all his stomach with one sword.

But this is not a corpse after all, but a big living person, and he must be careful.