Doctor of the Great Song Dynasty: In the beginning, Li Qingzhao and Li Qingzhao made a private decis

Chapter 384: Artemisia bittern cures malaria

"Thank you, boss, for your help!"

In the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Fan Sanming was very excited after receiving the news that the imperial court agreed to prepare the Ministry of Commerce, and thanked Fan Zheng repeatedly.

"Don't be too happy first. You should know the purpose of the imperial court agreeing to establish the Ministry of Commerce." Fan Zheng said calmly.

Fan Sanming said loudly: "Don't worry, boss. From now on, merchants will definitely pay taxes in full, making business taxes hit a new high."

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "Commercial tax is only one of them. The most important thing is to solve the harm caused by merchants. Once merchants violate laws and disciplines again, the court will definitely punish them severely."

Fan Sanming's heart trembled, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "The merchants broke the law and violated discipline, and they deserve what they deserve."

"At the same time, in order to prevent the disadvantages of merchants becoming bigger, the imperial court must state-owned enterprises to account for the majority of industries related to the national economy and people's livelihood. When Fan recommends you to become a consultant to the Ministry of Commerce, this policy will be proposed to the imperial court by you!" Fan Zhengdao.

"Thank you for your support, boss!" Fan Sanming said happily. Fan Zheng's policy has given him a lot of credit. Once this policy is implemented, he will definitely have a place in the Ministry of Commerce.

"Remember, don't forget the ideals of Song Dynasty merchants, otherwise the merchants will make the same mistakes again." Fan Zheng handed Fan Sanming a certificate and reminded him.

Fan Sanming solemnly said: "Don't worry, boss!"

After Fan Zheng left, Fan Sanming looked at the Gao Shen in his hand and couldn't help crying with joy. Although this Gao Shen had no official rank, it was enough to change his identity drastically.

After settling the matter with the Ministry of Commerce, Fan Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He had just arrived at the Imperial Medical Office when suddenly Qian Yi came in a hurry and said with a solemn expression: "Fan Taicheng, something serious has happened! A plague has appeared in the Yellow River disaster area!"

Fan Zheng's heart sank and he quickly asked: "What kind of plague is it?"

He had ordered doctors to take more precautions in the affected areas, but he did not expect that the plague still could not be prevented.

"It's malaria!" Qian Yi said with a sad face.

"malaria?"

Fan Zheng frowned. He didn't expect that there was still a problem.

Qian Yi nodded and said: "The doctors on the front line have already reminded the victims in the affected areas not to drink contaminated water. However, according to the doctors on the front line, malaria is transmitted by insects, and is infected through mosquito bites or transfusion of blood containing the disease." .”

Nowadays, the flooding of the Yellow River coincides with the flooding of mosquitoes. In addition, the victims have lost their houses and can only sleep in simple rooms or even in the open air on the ground. There is no way to prevent mosquitoes.

"With the current medical technology, there is no good way to treat malaria. We can only rely on immunity to fight it!" Fan Zheng said helplessly.

"And according to reports from doctors on the front line, Mr. Fan is very likely to have been infected with malaria!" Qian Yi told another sad news.

"what!"

Fan Zheng was immediately shocked. He did not expect that his father would suffer such a disaster when he went to the disaster area to preside over disaster relief.

"No! I want to go to the disaster area immediately!" Fan Zheng said decisively.

Neither his father nor the people in the disaster area allowed any delay. Fan Zheng decided to go to the disaster area immediately to seek treatment.

At that moment, Fan Zheng immediately returned to Fan Mansion, and the entire Fan Mansion was already in a panic.

Fan Chunli had just become Minister Youcheng, and now he went to provide disaster relief along the Yellow River, but now he contracted malaria. As we all know, the mortality rate of malaria is fully [-]%, which is as terrifying as smallpox.

Moreover, Fan Chunli is already old and may not be able to resist malaria at all.

"Don't worry, mother. When the child goes to Yuncheng, he will definitely cure his father and the victims!" Fan Zheng solemnly promised.

"Please, sir, please bring the curtains with you and be careful when you go there?" Li Qingzhao held up his growing belly. Although his eyes were worried, he did not stop him.

"Yes, your father is already infected. What if you..." Ma said worriedly.

Fan Zheng waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, mother. As a doctor, the first thing you should do before practicing medicine is to protect yourself. Your child will definitely take adequate protection."

Fan Zheng comforted Ma and Li Qingzhao and immediately rushed to the disaster area in Yuncheng.

Yuncheng is now in chaos. First, victims are everywhere, and malaria breaks out. Fan Chunli, the imperial envoy, is also infected with malaria. The whole Yuncheng is even more panicked.

"drive!"

Fan Zheng led a group of doctors and rushed to Yuncheng at full speed.

"Stop everyone! There is an epidemic area ahead, and no one is allowed to enter Yuncheng."

Just when Fan Zheng's horse arrived in Yuncheng, Song Jiang led a group of petty officials to immediately step forward to block the way. Now the most critical thing in Yuncheng is to prevent the spread of malaria. Song Jiang was ordered to set up defenses in this area.

"This is Fan Taicheng, the imperial doctor, who came specifically to deal with the plague in Yuncheng." A doctor stepped forward and said loudly.

"Ah! Evil...Fan Taicheng?" Song Jiang couldn't help but widen his eyes. The nickname of evil doctor blurted out, and he immediately changed his words.

"Fan Zheng, the evil doctor!"

The clerk on the side didn't look like that and blurted out.

"Why don't you plead guilty to Fan Taicheng!" Song Jiang hurriedly tried to smooth things over like a timely rain.

"Yes! Yes! I made a mistake. Please forgive me, Fan Taicheng." The official apologized quickly.

You must know that the evil doctor Fan Zheng is not a little imperial doctor, he is also the only son of the imperial envoy Fan Xianggong, and he is also a popular figure among the officials. With a little move of his fingers, he can make a small official like him irrecoverable.

Fan Zheng waved his hands and said: "The evil doctor is just giving Fan a nickname from the government and the public. It doesn't mean anything. The most important thing for Fan to come now is the plague in Yuncheng."

Song Jiang complimented: "Fan Taicheng is so righteous! We admire him!"

Song Jiang immediately moved away from the roadblock and cleared the road.

Fan Zheng then waved his hand and said: "Immediately put on protective clothing, put on a mask and enter the epidemic area. By the way, give them some protective clothing and masks!"

Even though malaria is spread by mosquitoes, not droplets, Fan Zheng still dare not be careless. The doctor's protective clothing and mask are enough to cover the whole body, and spraying some toilet water is enough to prevent mosquito bites as much as possible.

"Thank you Fan Taicheng!"

Song Jiang and a group of petty officials gratefully accepted the protective clothing. People in the epidemic area were panicked, and they were naturally frightened. However, the number of protective clothing in the epidemic area was effective, and the priority doctors could not get their turn.

Fan Zheng did not stay any longer, but immediately mounted his horse and headed straight for the Yuncheng County Government Office.

"I've met Fan Taicheng!"

The magistrate of Yuncheng County came to greet him with a group of officials.

Fan Zheng simply ignored these complicated etiquette and said, "Where is father now?"

The Yuncheng County Magistrate looked panicked and said: "Xianggong Fan is recuperating in the back hall!"

Fan Zheng asked someone to lead the way and immediately came to the back hall. Sure enough, he saw his father lying weakly on the bed. Even though he was covered with a thick quilt in summer, he was still cold.

"Father?"

Fan Zheng shouted.

When Fan Chunli saw Fan Zheng, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Zheng'er, don't come over. My father has already been infected with malaria. Don't let it infect you again." Fan Zheng shook his head and said, "Father, don't worry, malaria is spread by mosquitoes. As long as it's not Mosquito bites are not contagious.”

At that moment, Fan Zheng personally diagnosed Fan Chunli and finally confirmed that Fan Chunli was indeed infected with malaria.

"Father, rest in peace, and your child will definitely be cured by you." Fan Zheng said solemnly.

Fan Chunli sighed: "I don't care, but if malaria is allowed to wreak havoc, I'm afraid it will cause tragic disasters in Yuncheng."

"Father, don't worry, the child will understand." Fan Zheng promised.

After Fan Zheng settled his father, he came outside the yamen. The Yuncheng County Magistrate asked with hope: "Does Fan Taicheng have a good cure for malaria?"

Fan Zheng shook his head and said: "Malaria has been a plague since ancient times. At present, there is no good cure."

The Yuncheng County Magistrate was immediately disappointed. Malaria broke out in Yuncheng, and as the Yuncheng County Magistrate, he could not escape his responsibility. But who knew that the evil doctor Fan Zheng had arrived in person, and there was still no cure for malaria, which disappointed him.

And he believed that the evil doctor Fan Zheng was not lying. After all, his father Fan Xianggong had also been infected with malaria.If there was a good cure, evil doctor Fan Zheng would not hide it at all.

"But don't worry, Fan will definitely ask the doctors to study the method of malaria immediately. According to the imperial court's method of preventing and treating the plague, Yuncheng will be officially taken over by the doctors!" Fan Zheng said solemnly.

"Yes!" Yuncheng County Magistrate accepted the order with a bitter look on his face.

"Your first task now is to immediately clean up the filth around Yuncheng. Don't allow mosquitoes to overrun and reduce the spread of the plague." Fan Zheng arranged.

"I understand!" Yuncheng County Magistrate immediately took the order and left.

Seeing the Yuncheng County Magistrate leaving, Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "Come here, please invite Divine Doctor Yang to discuss the matter of malaria."

Nowadays, Yang Jie is in the prime of life and is responsible for compiling the medical book "Compendium of Materia Medica". When a plague occurs in the Yellow River disaster area, he is naturally the first to come to preside over the fight against the epidemic.

"Yes!"

An official left in a hurry, and soon, Yang Jie led a group of doctors in a hurry.

"Fan Zheng, the situation is quite bad. Not only is Uncle Fan infected, but now more and more people are infected with malaria, and mosquitoes are rampant. I'm afraid it will become a prairie fire." Yang Jie came in a hurry and warned with a serious expression.

Fan Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "Now we have come to discuss with Brother Yang to see if we can find a good cure for malaria."

Yang Jie's face darkened and he said: "Now I have tried all the good remedies passed down from generation to generation, but they don't have much effect on malaria."

"malaria!"

Fan Zheng couldn't help but sigh. This has been a stubborn disease since ancient times, causing countless people to lose their lives every year.

Yang Jie and Fan Zheng looked at each other, feeling helpless. Many people felt

"No, I remember that medical books once recorded that a doctor had cured malaria!" Fan Zheng suddenly had an idea.

"What you are talking about is Taoist Ge Hong's "Emergency Prescriptions for the Back of the Elbow". There are indeed medical records in it that can treat malaria." Yang Jie is now an encyclopedia of doctors. Fan Zheng mentioned it casually, and Yang Jie found it accurately. medical prescription and explain its source.

Fan Zheng said anxiously: "Since there is a successful medical prescription, I will hurry up and take the medicine according to the prescription!"

However, Yang Jie did not make any move. He spread his hands and said, "Do you think I didn't test this recipe? This recipe uses Astragalus annua to treat malaria, but it has no effect. This recipe is wrong!"

When Yang Jie compiled the Compendium of Materia Medica, a big task was to identify the prescriptions of his predecessors. After all, they had been passed down orally by doctors of all generations, and the records were unclear and unclear!There are many wrong medical prescriptions like this.

Fan Zheng's newly raised hopes were suddenly shattered, and he couldn't help but frown.

"wrong!"

Fan Zheng's heart moved and he suddenly stood up.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Yang Jie asked confused.

Fan Zheng walked around for a few steps: "If this recipe is accidental, it may be wrong. However, this recipe is a good recipe from the Taoist miracle doctor Ge Hong. There are records that he used this recipe to save many malaria patients. It cannot be Wrong party?”

Yang Jie wondered: "But since Ge Hong, no one has ever used this recipe to cure malaria."

Fan Zheng took a deep breath and made a bold guess: "If this prescription is correct, there is only one possibility of error, and that is the wrong medicine."

Yang Jie shook his head and said: "But it is clearly recorded in Ge Hong's "Emergency Prescriptions" that it is Artemisia annua. Artemisia annua is a well-known medicinal material. It tastes bitter, pungent, slightly cold, and is associated with the spleen, stomach, liver, and gallbladder. meridian, it has the effects of clearing away dampness and heat, promoting gallbladder and reducing jaundice.”

Regarding medical books, Yang Jie opened his mouth and quickly blurted out the medicinal records of Artemisia annua.

Fan Zhengdao: "The miracle doctor Ge Hong has a history of 700 years, so it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, not to mention that it has gone through the dark ages such as the Five Husties and the Rebellion of China, so it is inevitable that there will be mistakes."

Yang Jie nodded. It was because of this that he suspected that Ge Hong's prescription was wrong.

Fan Zheng continued: "Since Artemisia has always been used as a medicinal material and has many branches, such as Artemisia in the Far North, and many Artemisias look very similar, Fan thinks it is not that Ge Hong's medical prescription is wrong. , but later generations mistakenly used the medicinal materials in the medical prescription."

"Is this really possible?" Yang Jie's eyes lit up.

Fan Zheng stood up proudly and said loudly: "Come here, collect all kinds of artemisia immediately and boil it into medicine."

"Follow the order!"

Following Fan Zheng's order, doctors began a large-scale operation to collect artemisia, even the artemisia used to treat roundworms was not spared.

Today's doctors already have an effective method of testing drugs, by grouping different types of artemisia into groups and giving them to different patients.

While Fan Zheng and Yang Jie were anxiously looking forward to it, a doctor excitedly reported: "I have reported to Fan Taicheng that I have found Artemisia to treat malaria."

"What kind of mugwort is it?" Yang Jie asked hurriedly.

The doctor said excitedly: "It's bitter mugwort, and it has a miraculous effect on malaria!"

"Bitter Wormwood!" Yang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the Artemisia annua in the medical prescription turned out to be the most unlike medicinal material and was avoided by people.

"Quickly, bring the bitter mugwort immediately."

Fan Zheng immediately ordered him impatiently. Now that his father was suffering from malaria, and now that he had found a cure, he naturally wanted to be treated as soon as possible.

"Send the order, immediately buy Artemisia miltiorrhiza at a high price, and make every effort to treat malaria." Yang Jie ordered at the same time.

"Yes!"

The doctor immediately took the order and left.

Now is the junction of summer and autumn, and all kinds of artemisia are everywhere. With the huge manpower and material resources of doctors, a large amount of bitter artemisia is soon transported to the epidemic area.

With the preparation of bitter mugwort into medicine, the epidemic that was about to get out of control was immediately brought under control, and the crisis in Yuncheng was greatly relieved.

However, when everyone learned that Fan Zheng had figured out Ge Hong's wrong prescription for treating malaria, they couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Who would have thought that it was not the medical prescription that was wrong, but a mix-up of the medicines, which has caused Ge Hong's magical prescription to remain unresolved for hundreds of years? It failed, causing countless people to lose their lives.

"As expected of the evil doctor Fan Zheng!" More people were thankful that such unexpected mistakes were discovered by the evil doctor Fan Zheng. Otherwise, malaria would have raged for thousands of years and killed more people.

(End of this chapter)