MTL - My Brother-in-law is the Prince-Chapter 423 reborn

  Chapter 423 Reborn

  What Zhang Anshi is actually worried about now is precisely that the pair of Zhu brothers did not suffer from malaria.

  Because if it is other difficult and miscellaneous diseases, he may not be sure.

   But if it really is malaria, things may be much simpler.

  So he directly left Zhu Di aside, and hurried to the ward to visit.

   After confirming that it was a mosquito-borne disease, Zhang Anshi felt relieved and entered the ward in a loud voice.

  In the ward, the first person to see was Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu.

  Zhu Gaoxu was lying on the sickbed, looking at his breath like a spring.

   Zhang Anshi stepped forward, and a group of doctors were surrounding Zhu Gaoxu doing various tests.

  Many examinations, from pulse checking to body temperature testing, to checking the throat and even eyelids, are all necessary homework in medical school.

  The general conclusions drawn are high fever, sweating, headache, body aches, fatigue, and sudden chills.

A doctor headed by    walked up to Zhang Anshi and said, "Your Highness, this is the record, please read it over."

   "How high is the fever?" Zhang Anshi asked.

  There is no thermometer in this era, so it can only rely on experience.

   "It shouldn't be too low, it's life-threatening."

   "In this way, can the general symptoms be determined?"

   "At least 90% or more, it is malaria that is more prevalent in the West." The doctor replied cautiously.

  He was a doctor, but he was recruited by Zhang Anshi, and then he started to study medicine again.

   But it is not so much medical skills as learning a set of scientific methods.

   That is, to record all the diseases and pass various tests to determine the diseases.

  After that, different medications are used to record the changes in the patient's condition, and the effects of different prescriptions are determined through repeated tests.

   At the same time, improve the prescription, and even organize people to do their best to study pharmacology, so as to screen out the best treatment method.

   Of course, bacteriology and anatomy are also the top priority.

  Only when one truly understands the human body, and the different diseases and diseases of the dead, can one know the source of the disease and the real cause of death.

There are more than 200 people like him. They started to study basic pathology, and at the same time studied pharmacology. It took several years to observe or dissect corpses by themselves, and now they can barely come in handy. .

   This more than one million taels of silver is not for nothing. Not to mention other things, the symptoms and medication records of different diseases alone can be enough to pile up more than a dozen rooms.

The doctor said: "A few students were sent to Luzon to study for two years. The symptoms of malaria in Luzon are the same. The malaria that His Royal Highness is suffering from is now very critical. There are some remedies for malaria, but . . . the students don't think they are very useful."

  Zhang Anshi said: "Then try that medicine."

   "That..." The doctor looked up at Zhang Anshi, and said hesitantly, "This medicine has not...been used on other patients...I'm afraid..."

  Zhang Anshidao: "At this moment, I don't care too much. The situation is urgent, so I have to use them to test the medicine. Don't worry, I know it well."

  After getting Zhang Anshi's approval, the doctor had no choice but to say: "Okay, the students will go to prepare."

  At the moment, he didn't hesitate anymore, and left in a hurry.

   Zhang Anshi saw that Han King Zhu Gaoxu was drowsy and unconscious, so he didn't bother him, and just walked around silently.

   Soon, the doctor took out the medicine.

   This medicine is in powder form, first stuffed into the mouth of Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, and then taken with warm water.

   It seemed that the medicine was quite irritating, so Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu grunted a few times suddenly, drank warm water with a mumble, and swallowed it reluctantly.

  Zhang Anshi ordered people: "Record the physical signs after taking the medicine, and record it every half an hour."

   "Here."

   Zhang Anshi felt relieved and came out of this ward.

   Unexpectedly, on the long corridor outside the ward, Zhu Di was already standing here, pursing his lips, as if he had been waiting for him to come out.

  Zhang Anshi bowed to Zhu Di, and opened his mouth to speak.

  Zhu Di whispered: "Don't make noise to those inside."

   Zhang Anshi understood, and went to the courtyard with Zhu Di.

  Zhu Di said: "How is the situation now?"

  Zhang An Shidao: "I have a potion of magic medicine, but I just don't know...whether it will succeed."

  Zhu Di frowned: "Since there is a magic medicine, why didn't you say it earlier? What's more, if it is a magic medicine, why worry about failure?"

   "The illness is too serious now, and I dare not say that I am 100% sure. After all, this is a serious illness and may be life-threatening at any time." Zhang Anshi replied honestly.

  After hearing this, Zhu Di frowned, and said, "I hope... it will work. It's just... isn't there no cure for this malaria?"

  Zhang Anshidao: "Your Majesty... the minister... just happened to have some small research on this. If it really works miraculously, it will not only save His Royal Highness Zhao Wang and His Royal Highness Han Wang from danger, but also..."

  Zhu Di had mixed feelings in his heart at this time, and his heart was very messy.

  But I heard Zhang Anshi continue: "It can...save countless people, besides...you can use this...to spread this medical school all over the world...to earn countless money..."

  After hearing this, Zhu Di subconsciously felt ecstasy at first, but then he was worried, and couldn't help cursing: "What time is it, you still think about money."

"Yes, yes." Zhang Anshi nodded resentfully and hurriedly said: "I just mentioned it casually. I have no other meaning. The most important thing right now is to rescue His Highness King Han and King Zhao. They and I are really like brothers." , if they have any good or bad, how can I live..."

   After Zhang Anshi finished speaking, he became heartbroken and couldn't help wiping away his tears.

  Zhu Di also sighed endlessly. So far, he has tried his best to control his emotions and try his best not to lose his composure.

   But this is his own son after all. Zhu Di doesn't have many heirs, only three of them. Now two of them are brought down directly. It is unimaginable for anyone to be a father.

  He paced back and forth anxiously, and at this time, Yishiha had quietly arrived.

  Zhu Di didn't pay attention to it.

  Yi Shiha also lowered his head, not saying a word.

  Until he was in a trance, Zhu Di raised his head, glanced at Yi Shiha suddenly, and said suddenly: "What's the matter?"

  Yi Shiha then opened his mouth and said: "Over there... over there..."

   Seeing his hesitation, Zhu Di was furious: "Say."

  Yi Shiha said: "From Dongchang... there is news that... in Honglu Temple... one of Zhao's envoys had a dispute with the scholar."

   "Dispute?" Zhu Di's face darkened, he squinted and stared at Yi Shiha.

  At this time, Zhu Di was already full of worry and anger, and he had nowhere to vent his worries.

  Zhu Di said coldly: "Why are you arguing?"

Facing Zhu Di who was obviously accumulating anger, Yi Shiha had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "It seems... It seems that some scholars are very happy to hear that King Zhao and King Han are critically ill. A servant of Zhao State is very angry when he sees this. Then I started arguing with them, but luckily... being stopped by Xie Jin, nothing happened."

   Silence.

  Zhu Di didn't speak.

  Yi Shiha also seemed to feel frightened, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "Slave... Slave servant is guilty of ten thousand deaths, and there is a crime of ten thousand deaths... Such trivial matters should not have been told to your majesty... to add trouble to your majesty..."

   After finishing speaking, he kowtowed desperately until his head was bleeding.

  The Prophet of Spring Duck, he knows His Majesty's temper best.

  The more this time came, the more he knew that His Majesty was already furious.

   Zhu Di suddenly said sadly: "Happy? Who is so happy?"

Only then did Yishiha raise his head slightly, revealing his **** forehead, and said: "The fan of Dongchang, I have inquired... Many people talked about this matter with relish, saying that they called the kings to the capital. , isn’t it still the idea of ​​the treacherous Zhang Anshi, what’s going on now...what’s it called reaping the fruit of oneself...and saying..."

  Zhu Di interrupted him suddenly and slowly: "Enough, I just ask, who said that?"

"Most of them are scholars." Yishiha endured the thorn on his forehead, did not dare to blink, and just replied honestly: "If it wasn't for the servants of the Zhao Kingdom's mission to make a noise with him, which alarmed Honglu Temple, I'm afraid the slaves don't know..."

  Yi Shiha said... In fact, he has already made it clear in the latter sentence.

  He didn't know what kind of person Ha was, he was also a person full of eyes all over his body.

  Things in the capital, unless there are accidents, most of the time, many things are not caused by someone deliberately trying to convey something.

   Otherwise, the well-behaved Zhao Guo envoy's retinue suddenly quarreled with others, and even made trouble to the point where the heavens listened.

   It is said that people in the palace are intriguing, that is all slander, the palace is full of slaves and servants, no matter how intriguing, there is a limit.

   But the outside of the palace is the most exciting thing, all of them are high-sounding, but behind their backs, they are really rushing to kill the whole family, it is really bloody!

  But at this moment, Zhu Di only felt that his mind was blank.

  He looked at Zhang Anshi fiercely, and said: "Jin Yiwei, go and check, check it out..."

  Zhang Anshi was terrified as he listened. To be honest, he admired some guys who were swaying their pens and tongues. They dared to say anything when they really arrived.

  Zhang An Shidao: "I will arrange it."

  Zhu Di hesitated at this moment, and then said: "No need, you are here first, they are still pointing at you, everything... will be discussed tomorrow, people... can't run away."

  Zhang Anshi said: "Here."

   As he spoke, Zhang An Shichao glanced at him.

  Yi Shiha also looked helpless, his forehead was cut, and drops of blood even forgot to flow down his face, but he didn't dare to cover it with his hand, the medical school was right in front of him, and he didn't dare to bandage it.

  It's just that Zhu Di didn't say anything, but continued to pace back and forth, but his face became more and more gloomy.

  That pair of pupils were a little bit more cold like sharp blades.

  ...

   Honglu Temple.

  The deputy envoy came in a hurry.

   "Is it all right?" Xie Jin raised his head and asked.

  The deputy envoy said: "It's done."

   Xie Jin sighed, and said, "After all, I have to make up my mind for them."

  The deputy envoy looked at him with mouth open and said: "Jiegong..."

   Xie Jin glanced at the deputy envoy calmly, and said: "You must think that I am unscrupulous."

  The deputy envoy hurriedly shook his head.

Xie Jin said: "That's what you think in your heart. But I did this for the tens of thousands of Han people in Java. If King Zhao is good or bad, Java is hanging outside the isolated territory, and the young master ascends the throne. What will he do to protect himself in the future? At this time, we are more and more thirsty for talents. But it is not so easy to teach people to leave their homes. Yes... these people who have left their homes are not easy. But think about your family in Java, think about those who have the same disease The soldiers who fought against the natives day and night, as well as the women and children in the plantation industry."

"There is a saying that loyalty and righteousness are difficult to balance. When people live in this world, they have to make choices. Now you and I seem to have a choice, but do we really have a choice? If our Han people cannot occupy Java, multiplication is endless, the country is rich and powerful, and the heads that will fall one by one will be the heads of you and me, and the heads of your children and grandchildren. Six years, a full six years, over the past six years, overcoming obstacles, How can you and I waste all these possessions that have been created with great difficulty, the ports and new cities that have been built with great difficulty, the mansions that have been piled up with great difficulty, and the fields that have been cultivated with great difficulty, how can you and I waste all of this!"

  The deputy envoy couldn't help being moved.

  Xie Jin continued: "So, we have to suffer for them. If they suffer a few more crops, it may not be possible that they will have a good life in the future."

  The deputy envoy had nothing else to say, only said: "Xiegong, I understand."

  ...

  Late at night, the stars have filled the night sky, covering the land that has been quiet.

   "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

  At this time, Yi Shiha took the dinner in person and went to a resting place.

  This is still the medical school. Although it is late at night, the lights in the medical school are still bright.

  Since early in the morning till now, His Majesty has not had any water or rice, which makes Yishiha panic.

  He reheated the food over and over again, and urged him again and again, but Zhu Di just waved his hand, obviously not thinking about eating.

   The wound on Yi Shiha's forehead has been treated, and the blood on his face has also been cleaned up, but his head still tingles a little from the wound.

   But at this time, he obviously didn't care about the pain, and bowed in front of Zhu Di, weeping and said: "Your Majesty, pay attention to the body of the dragon. His Royal Highness King Han and King Zhao must be auspicious people with their own appearances."

  Zhu Di said wearily: "If they can survive, it should be Zhang Qing and the doctors here who have rejuvenated. How come such auspicious people have their own appearance? What about Zhang Qing..."

   "His Royal Highness the King of Wuhu has gone to visit again."

  Zhu Di said: "Has he eaten it?"

  Yi Shiha originally wanted to say that he had already used it, but when the words came to his lips, seeing Zhu Di with an anxious face, he said: "This... I don't know, I just saw him busy, I guess I haven't eaten yet."

  Zhu Di said: "Then put these meals aside and wait for him to use them."

   "But Your Majesty..."

  Zhu Di waved his hands gloomily and said, "Stop talking."

  Yi Shiha sighed lightly, and had no choice but to turn his head and leave.

  …

   I took the medicine twice in a row.

  The reason why Zhang Anshi is quite sure about this medicine is because the medicine itself is effective against malaria.

   This is the so-called Kinney Cream that is famous in later generations.

   Cinchona is produced in South America. Deng Jian collected many tree species and crop seeds and brought them back, and this Cinchona is one of them.

  Historically, the local natives used it to treat malaria, and the effect was excellent. Afterwards, it was discovered by Westerners. Since then, with the help of this cinchona cream, it has been made into a special medicine and defeated malaria.

Zhang Anshi ordered people to plant some cinchona trees, and taught people to peel off the bark, and then grind the bark into powder. Although he didn't use any means to extract the quinine component, but... using this soil method, The drug effect should also be enough.

  Two doses of medicine go down.

  Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu was still in a high fever, but... started to vomit at midnight, and then Zhu Gaoxu's condition seemed to get worse.

   All of a sudden, the doctors were too busy.

   It seems that after taking the medicine, Zhu Gaoxu's condition became more serious.

   Zhang Anshi was still calm and calm, and asked people to continue taking medication.

   Immediately afterwards, Zhu Gaoxu passed out.

   A full hour has passed.

   Just when Zhang Anshi also became anxious, suddenly, a doctor said in surprise: "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

  Zhang Anshi came back to his senses.

  The doctor kept touching Zhu Gaoxu's forehead, and exclaimed with joy, "The fever is gone, the fever is gone..."

  After hearing this, Zhang Anshi immediately walked to Zhu Gaoxu's side, looked at the haggard Zhu Gaoxu, and quickly reached out to touch his forehead. Sure enough, the high fever has improved.

  Zhang Anshi's eyes lit up a little, and then he said: "Go, take a look at King Zhao, and there are others."

   After a while, another person came to report: "His Royal Highness Zhao Wang and the other nine people also showed signs of fever."

  Zhang Anshi couldn't help cheering up, and tried Zhu Gaoxu's pulse and breath again. It seemed that everything began to slowly return to normal.

   After waiting for another half an hour, Zhu Gaoxu, who was feeling a splitting headache, vomiting and nausea, finally opened his eyes slowly.

  My vision gradually changed from hazy to clear, but I still had a severe headache, and my stomach seemed to be rolling, but compared to the previous blurred consciousness, my consciousness and spirit seemed to be much better.

  With one glance, he saw Zhang Anshi.

  This face is so familiar, but it makes him feel like a dream.

   Zhu Gaoxu had a thought, what I thought about day and night was "Big Brother", so that I had hallucinations?

  Zhang Anshi said: "How?"

  Zhu Gaoxu's rapid breathing.

  Zhang An Shidao: "Headache and nausea are normal. These are the side effects of this drug. As long as the drug is stopped, these symptoms will disappear. How is it, how is your spirit?"

  Zhu Gaoxu opened his mouth, uncertainly: "I'm still alive?"

Zhang Anshi showed a slight smile, and said: "With me here, of course I am still alive. You don't have to be grateful. Anyway, you still owe me a few lives. You must not be clear about this favor, but it doesn't matter. Life matters. After all, it can be compensated in other ways. Come, come quickly, and feed the prepared rice porridge to His Highness the King of Han."

  Zhu Gaoxu listened to Zhang Anshi's words, he still had that familiar voice and familiar tone, which made him feel extremely cordial.

  He became determined, feeling the joy of being reborn after a catastrophe.

  (end of this chapter)