big dry son-in-law

Chapter 705: Prick one hole at a time!

The news of Li Shilong's assassination could not be concealed in the end.

There were a lot of discussions in the capital and the people were angry. Many people knelt down outside Chengtian Gate to pray for the emperor.

Li Yulan and others entered the palace, but did not even enter the Palace of Immortality.

"Go back. Father is very weak right now. You will inevitably bring germs in when you go in." Qin Mo opened the door half a crack and looked at the nervous looks of his wives. He felt helpless. From yesterday to now, Li Shilong had been having a fever and was feeling dizzy.

Qin Mo and Zan Ying were both exhausted. First, physical cooling and then acupuncture were of no use.

What he was most worried about was chest infection and pneumothorax. Either of these two things could kill Li Shilong!
"Lang Jun, can't you even take a look?" The two sisters were worried.

"Wait, it doesn't matter how you look at it. Third sister, take the crying bag home!" Qin Mo persuaded them for a while before persuading them to leave and let them go to the Li Zheng Palace to accompany Empress Gongsun.

"Lao Zan, this is not an option." Returning to the bedside, Qin Mo said: "My father's high fever persists, it must be a problem with the lung wound. How is the penicillin I asked you to study last time?

It’s been three or four months! "

"I refined some things according to your method, but I don't know if what I extracted is effective penicillin." Zan Ying was also unsure. Last time Qin Mo got a prescription for him. To be precise, It's an incomplete recipe.

Because Qin Mo himself was not sure whether the extraction process was correct.

These days, he basically spends his time at home studying this stuff.

I have researched something, but I haven’t tested it yet. Whether it will be useful or not is anyone’s guess!

"Jingyun, is this penicillin the medicine you said last time that it can treat wind and cold?" Li Yuan is also guarding the Eternal Life Palace, so that if anything happens to Li Shilong, he can take care of him.

If things go to the worst, they can be protected.

"Yes, this penicillin can not only treat wind and cold, but also treat wounds on my father's lungs." Qin Mo didn't know much about other antibiotics, but penicillin was miraculous in treating lung infections.

"Then use it!" Li Yuan was shocked.

"Old man, this kind of medicine is quite special and difficult to refine. Whether it has any effect, how to use it, and how much to use all need to be tested.

Moreover, a small number of people are allergic to this medicine, and in severe cases may suffer from shock. If not treated in time, they may even die. "Qin Mo explained.

"So, this penicillin is a double-edged sword?"

"You can use a small dose first. If there is no problem, then you can use it." Qin Mo said to Zan Ying: "Find someone to try it first. If there is no problem, just use the medicine!"

Zan Ying nodded, "Well, Your Majesty's fever is too severe. If it continues like this, it will really burn you out."

"Old man, I need people, the more the better!"

Soon, Li Yuan summoned hundreds of strong Imperial Guards.

Zan Ying also went back and brought over the penicillin he refined.

Looking at the penicillin in the porcelain bottle, Qin Mo muttered: "That's it?"

Zan Ying said speechlessly: "What do you mean it's so small? I put a lot of effort into refining it. I don't know how much material was wasted, and the cost was no less than a thousand taels of silver."

Qin Mo smiled awkwardly. He had forgotten that penicillin was mass-produced using corn juice as the culture medium.

There is no corn in Daqian, so there is no way to talk about mass production.

"Lao Zan, I have already drawn the drawings and sent them to Qinzhuang to have the syringes made. Then I will use the syringes to inject them into their muscles!"

With the manufacturing capacity of Qinzhuang, it should be possible to make it before dark.

Moreover, the originator of syringes was made of iron, and the needles were also very thick. When Qin Mo was a child, he saw the village veterinarian giving injections to the pigs at home, and this was what he used.

If you want to make a thin needle, it is really not possible at the current industrial level.

Both directions, from large to extreme and small to extreme, represent the height of industrial level.

"Is it really possible to inject medicine into muscles and meridians?"

"That's called a blood vessel. Didn't I tell you last time?" Qin Mo corrected. "It's almost the same." Zan Ying said: "How long does it take to get the syringe?"

"Wait, if you can't wait, you can also dilute the penicillin and give them an enema to try it first, but it may not have any effect."

"No, just a little here. If you don't use it sparingly, it will be gone soon." Zan Ying said.

Towards evening, only three syringes were delivered from Qinzhuang.

However, it was still bigger than Qin Mo imagined.

The needle was as thick as a straw.

Poke someone's body and keep it until a small hole is created.

"Is this a syringe?" Zan Ying looked at it curiously.

"These two are used for experiments, and the remaining one is for father." Qin Mo took the syringe in his hand, and there were at least two taels.

Conditions are limited and these syringes can only be reused.

However, as long as you do a good job of disinfection, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Zan Ying doesn't refine much penicillin, just enough for one kilogram of wine.

The storage method is particularly rough.

Zan Ying took a little penicillin, purely based on his feeling, and then waved to the guards. The leader swallowed his saliva wildly, "Germany, Mr. Germany, do you want to stab me with this?"

"Well, just bear with it and you'll be fine!"

As he said that, with quick eyes and quick hands, he plunged directly into the arm of the Imperial Guard and slowly pushed the penicillin in.

Then put the syringe into boiling water to sterilize, then soak in alcohol, and alternate the two syringes.

At the beginning, Zan Ying was still a bit slick, but as he continued to prick, he felt that this was not as technical as acupuncture.

"Hey, such a big needle is really penetrating." Today, Liu Chenghu and Du Jingming were guarding the door.

Liu Chenghu pursed his lips, "It is said that this is called a syringe, which is specially used to treat diseases, and that medicine is called penicillin, which is specially used to treat colds."

Du Jingming had been standing for a whole day, and his legs had already become weak, and he had no strength to speak. "Why, are you afraid?"

"Nonsense, even if you stab me, I won't even blink!"

As he spoke, Liu Chenghu swallowed his saliva and felt inexplicably flustered.

Du Jingming said nothing, quietly watching Zan Ying give them the injection.

After working for almost an hour, I finished beating 100 people without any adverse reactions.

Qin Mo said: "Although I don't know if this will be effective, I'm sure it won't kill anyone!"

Zan Ying nodded, "Let's go in and give His Majesty an injection."

Entering the Palace of Eternal Life, Li Yuan asked: "Is the experiment finished?"

"Well, old man, give your father a penicillin injection now!" Qin Mo dipped a cloth in alcohol and disinfected the place where the needle was to be inserted.

Zan Ying was also relatively reliable in doing things. He injected a little first to make sure that Li Shilong would not have allergic symptoms, and then increased the dose.

"Lao Zan, don't overdose!" Qin Mo watched the syringe pierce Li Shilong's butt and wiped away the sweat.

The syringe has no dosage mark, and the purity of the penicillin is unknown.

Zan Ying relied on his own feeling and sucked half of the pipe.

Then he inserted a needle into Li Shilong's butt and slowly pushed it in.
(End of this chapter)