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Chapter 64, Medicine is too expensive, is this true? [Second update, please subscribe]

The field hospital of the Eighth Route Army was set up in a village three miles north of the general headquarters.

It occupies the houses of half of the [-] families in the village.

Zhang Zhiyuan, the dean of the field hospital, is bookish and has two talents. He became the dean in his early thirties.

Although the number of doctors and nurses in the hospital is less than 100 people, as an important medical logistics support unit of the Eighth Route Army, its rank is not low.

The dean's status is equivalent to the level of the head of the group, and he can directly go to the boss if he has something to do.

No, Zhang Zhiyuan, as the director of the hospital, went to the door immediately when he learned that there were anti-inflammatory drugs.

Five hundred were directly approved, and they rushed back under the escort of soldiers.

The doctors in the hospital, after getting the news, had been looking forward to it for a long time.

They lack western medicine, so they can only use traditional Chinese medicine.

In terms of anti-inflammation and sterilization, traditional Chinese medicine is inferior to western medicine, and there is still a shortage of medicinal materials.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, no matter how clever the medical skills are, the patient can't be cured without medicine.

Seeing the wounded's condition worsen but unable to do anything, this kind of suffering is experienced by doctors and nurses every day.

"Dean, the dean is back."

The sharp-eyed nurse saw it from afar and exclaimed happily.

Everyone went forward to ask at the same time, wanting to know if the medicine was brought back.

Zhang Zhiyuan said complacently: "Of course I brought them back, and I don't even look at who I am. There are five hundred sticks, which were approved by the boss himself."

"It's five hundred penicillins, my God, are there really that many?"

A young doctor exclaimed in disbelief.

Penicillin is more expensive than gold, and there are only a handful of them used in Eighth Route Army hospitals. Five hundred penicillins are of great significance, as they can save the lives of five hundred people.

Faced with the amazement of the crowd, Zhang Zhiyuan felt a little complacent in disbelief.

This is him, if it were someone else, who would want to get so many medicines?
Zhang Zhiyuan said: "There's nothing to doubt about it. The box on the carriage is just what's in it. I can open it for you to see right now."

He nodded to the soldiers in the logistics department and asked them to open the carton for everyone to watch.

A group of people looked around the carriage, wanting to see what this penicillin, which is worth more than gold, looks like.

"Oh, there are so many. It's actually packed in a small transparent glass bottle, which is quite thick!"

"There are a bunch of foreign characters on it, and there are no Chinese characters. What is written here?"

Everyone chattered and expressed their admiration, which can be regarded as a long experience.

Only a fat doctor with a broad and round face picked up a small bottle and questioned:
"That's not right! I've seen penicillin, it's a liquid drug in a glass vial, why is it a white powder?"

The smile on Zhang Zhiyuan's face froze. The fat doctor's name was Liu Yuguang, who had studied surgery in France.

Later, he studied with Dr. Bethune. He is the leading surgeon in the hospital, and his knowledge is also very broad.

Zhang Zhiyuan must pay attention to his question.

Before Zhang Zhiyuan could think about it, two more doctors raised the same question, thinking that the western medicine he brought back was not penicillin, but it might be faked by other western medicines.

Now, Zhang Zhiyuan was completely restless. Could it be that he got fake medicine?

It shouldn't be!

This was approved by the boss, so the boss can't be fooled, right?
Liu Yuguang continued to question: "Dean, think about it, how expensive penicillin is!
They have to be sold for five pounds in Europe, and there is even money that cannot be bought.

What price should it be if it floats across the ocean, passes through the Japanese blockade, and reaches our hands?

If this is five hundred penicillins, it must be five hundred gold bars. Can our Eighth Route Army afford it? "

Zhang Zhiyuan ran all the way to bring the medicine back, and didn't have time to find out how the boss bought it.

It is true that penicillin is too expensive, and it is impossible for the Eighth Route Army to afford it.

Zhang Zhiyuan was full of doubts in his heart, he couldn't stand up for a moment, and told everyone to be safe, and to go back and ask the boss again.

Everyone agrees that you can't be sloppy with medicines, you have to figure it out.

At this moment, a white colt, carrying Chen Hao on its back, chased after him leisurely, and greeted him from afar, "Is this Dean Zhang from the field hospital?"

"I am, who are you?" Zhang Zhiyuan looked at Chen Hao and asked in doubt.

With Chen Hao's modern camouflage uniform and a black overcoat, it is impossible for anyone to regard him as the Eighth Route Army.

The logistics department soldier driving the car knew Chen Hao, so he said quickly:

"This is Consultant Chen. He brought the medicine in the box."

"Oh, so it's you." Zhang Zhiyuan heard that there was a consultant Chen, but he didn't know him very well. He asked bluntly, "The medicine you brought isn't penicillin. What is it?"

Liu Yuguang's doubts just now have shaken his confidence.

They all doubted the authenticity of the medicine.

Chen Hao got off his horse and took the reins, and explained: "Penicillin is penicillin, and what I brought is penicillin. There is a slight difference between the two, but they are essentially the same."

Such an explanation does not satisfy them.

Liu Yuguang stood up and questioned: "As far as I know, the current penicillin produced in various countries is liquid medicine in glass vials.

And your medicine is a white powder, how can this be explained? "

Those who have problems are studious students.

Chen Haolai was teaching them, and explained calmly: "Powdered penicillin is easier to store and transport.

Countries do not do this, but their technology is not yet mature, and they have not even achieved large-scale production, let alone better preservation and transportation. "

Everyone is skeptical, it seems that there is some truth in saying so.

But the products produced by the most advanced big powers are very backward, so why is Chen Hao's products so advanced?
The soldier in the logistics department added: "The boss has said that the weapons brought by Consultant Chen are more advanced than those of other countries. Of course, the medicines are the same."

The boss's praise is obviously very important as an endorsement.

At this time, even Liu Guangyu, who had always been suspicious, had to believe it.

"In terms of storage and transportation, it must be in powder form and in thick glass bottles, which are safer."

"The original penicillin vials are very fragile and will be broken if you are not careful. It seems that this one is a little more advanced."

The doctors whispered to each other, and they no longer questioned the authenticity of the medicine.

They all expressed their agreement, as if they were not the ones who questioned before.

Zhang Zhiyuan was obviously relieved, as long as there is no problem with the medicine.

He suggested: "Since it is a good medicine, let's hurry back and give it to the wounded.

Now the wounds of many wounded have been infected and inflamed, and seven or eight of them are running a fever. If they cannot be treated in time, some of them will have to consider amputation. "

When there is a war, there are deaths and injuries.

Those who can come to the field hospital are basically seriously injured.

The number of soldiers who died due to wound infection and inflammation was very large.

Saving people is like putting out a fire, there is no delay.

Liu Guangyu immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, since the medicine is fine, then use it quickly.

During this period of time, [-] of the wounded who I had operated on got off the operating table, but died of wound infection.

If the anti-inflammatory drugs had arrived sooner, they would have all survived. "

The doctors and nurses were a little silent. Before that, there were too many soldiers who unfortunately died of wound infection.

With medicine, they might all survive.

Seeing that everyone was in a hurry to go back to use penicillin, Chen Hao said, "No, you can't use the medicine yet."

Everyone turned to look at him, and Zhang Zhiyuan even asked, "Why?"

Chen Hao led the horse around the crowd, and said as he walked, "There is an allergic reaction to penicillin, not everyone is suitable for it.

Before using it, Dean Zhang must gather all the doctors and nurses in your hospital to understand the allergic reactions and usage. "

Dean Zhang was stunned, is there such a situation?

Liu Guangyu questioned bluntly: "Penicillin is the best anti-inflammatory drug. I have practiced in a hospital in France, and I have never heard of allergic reactions. Why do you say that?"

Others can question his appearance and height, but they must not question his professionalism.

Liu Guangyu is a medical student, he looks like Chen Hao is a soldier, or some other profession, definitely not a doctor.

He would never tolerate a layman pointing and talking nonsense.

The allergic reaction to penicillin was concluded after many clinical experiments, which became common knowledge in Western medicine later.

Chen Hao was thinking about how to explain and persuade them, when there was a sound of horseshoes behind him, and the boss chased after him with a guard.

"Boss, why are you here?" Chen Hao asked in surprise.

The boss got off his horse and handed the reins to the guard next to him:

"Let me see how the medicine works, I have to treat you like a teacher and let them learn from you.

Originally, the boss wanted to tell Zhang Zhiyuan, but because the Jinsui Army was going to visit, his thoughts were disrupted and he forgot about it.

When he remembered it later, he hurriedly led people to chase after him.

The boss observes that Chen Hao is a compliant donkey. If you follow him and hold him a little bit, you will be very easy to talk to.

But if someone is ignorant, he has to confront Chen Hao, which makes him angry.

It was not a single person who suffered losses, but the entire Eighth Route Army.

The boss would never allow such a thing to happen, so he came here to endorse Chen Hao, telling everyone to study hard and keep their temper.

Zhang Zhiyuan's forehead was sweating in the winter. Although the boss didn't say a single serious word, the meaning he expressed couldn't be more clear.

This Chen Hao's status is really high enough for the boss to endorse in person.

He has been in the Eighth Route Army for five years, and he has rarely seen such a thing. It can be seen that Chen Hao has a very high status in the heart of the boss.

Zhang Zhiyuan quickly echoed: "Then follow what the boss said, gather all the doctors and nurses in the hospital, and listen to Consultant Chen's explanation."

When he said this, everyone was shocked.

This handsome young man, as a consultant at a young age, can be recognized by the boss.

The dean must also obey the other party's orders, which is really powerful enough.

But since he had spoken, he had no choice but to do so.

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(End of this chapter)