My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 83 Penicillin!

May [-]th.

Headquarters field hospital.

"Dean Liu."

"This is a new batch of medicines, please sign for them."

The 150st Transportation Company of the Independent Regiment Transportation Battalion unloaded medicines for [-] mules and horses into the warehouse of the headquarters hospital.

Although the First Transportation Company belongs to the independent regiment transportation battalion, it is actually directly under the command of the regiment headquarters and is specifically responsible for transporting important materials.

The company has 150 people and is equipped with 150 new mules and horses. One person has a group of mules and horses, which ensures the speed of transportation. Moreover, each person is equipped with a commander-style submachine gun, which has strong combat effectiveness.

The reason why it is assigned to the transportation camp is to facilitate daily management.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Director Liu of the headquarters hospital, whose white coat was stained with large amounts of blood, was immediately overjoyed:
"Go back and tell Li Yunlong that I thank him on behalf of all the medical staff at the headquarters hospital and the more than 100 seriously injured people."

"Also, I got some good cigarettes from the boss, division commander, and deputy general staff, and we will send them to him when they are empty."

As he spoke, Dean Liu quickly checked the medicines.

In April, the Independent Regiment sent [-] battlefield first-aid kits.

Although there is nothing substantial about oral medications.

However, sulfa, disinfecting alcohol, iodophor, sterile gauze, and sterile cotton balls are all necessary for trauma first aid, and they are also the key to controlling postoperative infection.

With these, the mortality rate of seriously injured patients in the headquarters hospital dropped by 50.00% in April.

Now a month has passed, and no matter how much I save, it is almost used up. Dean Liu was about to take the time to go to the independent group, but he didn't expect the independent group to send it.

As a doctor, Dean Liu knew very well that this batch of drugs was of extremely high quality and must be military supplies. They were strictly restricted abroad and were not easy to obtain.

But the headquarters hospital is in urgent need of medicines.

Thinking that he had nothing to offer, in order to ask Li Yunlong for help, he went to his boss and teachers to get some good cigarettes and wine.

"Yes!"

Boss!Teacher!Deputy General Staff!The leader dares to smoke these cigarettes? ······The commander of the first transportation company of the independent regiment complained in his heart.

"Haha. Good stuff, good stuff!"

Opening a thick corrugated box and looking at eight exquisitely packaged emergency medical kits, as well as a total of 450 boxes of medicines, Dean Liu's eyes lit up and he kept mumbling.

He carefully took out a medical kit, like a soldier holding his favorite gun.

In fact, in Dean Liu's eyes, these first-aid medical kits are guns and ammunition, the weapons and ammunition he snatched back from the hands of the Lord of Hell the seriously injured.

"I'll sign right away."

When he raised his head and saw the commander of the independent regiment's transportation company who was still standing, as well as the list in his hand, Dean Liu realized his mistake.

He quickly took out his pen and signed the list.

In recent times, the army's material management has become more stringent and strict management regulations have been formulated.

At first, he thought it was very troublesome. It was tiring to treat the wounded every day, and he also had to do all these statistical things. But after a month of experience, Dean Liu could only say that it was really good, and he firmly supported it.

In just one month, the efficiency of the headquarters hospital increased by 12.00%, and the expenditure was reduced by [-]%.

"Ok?"

Writing his name with silver hooks, Dean Liu suddenly discovered that there were three medicines in the list.

Last month, there was only one.

Is there a new medicine?

Dean Liu picked up the list and read it carefully.

Three thousand battlefield first aid medical kits.

There are [-] packs of freeze-dried plasma, [-] ml per pack.

And, two thousand penicillin pills (5 grams/500 million units).

"penicillin!"

Looking at the delicate and flawless white powder in the glass bottle, Dean Liu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was as stunned as a wood sculpture.

In 1928, British professor Alexander Fleming discovered that penicillin could kill Staphylococcus aureus, diphtheria, carbonic acid maggots, streptococci, and pneumococci.

In the same year, "Penicillin—Its Practical Applications" was published in the New England Journal of Medicine, causing an uproar in the medical community.

Among them was Dean Liu, who was studying in the UK at the time.

But at that time, many medical experts discovered that the fermentation time of penicillin took three weeks, and its purity was very low. There was only one unit in one hundred milliliters of culture solution, and there were almost no conditions for large-scale commercial use.

In [-], Oxford University shortened the fermentation time to ten days and increased the effective concentration hundreds of times. However, there are still only two units in one milliliter. This means that [-] liters of culture fluid produced in large tanks in the factory are filtered. The extracted product can only treat a hundred patients.

The actual cost of production exceeds that of gold.

Since then, the expansion of penicillin production has hit a bottleneck and has never been able to break through.

The transliteration name of penicillin is penicillin.

but···
"Penicillin sodium for injection."

"5 grams/500 million units."

After carefully looking at the block letters on the bottle, and then looking at the thumb-sized glass bottle in his hand, Dean Liu couldn't help but murmur to himself:
"Is that possible?"

Such a small bottle contains 500 million units in just [-] grams of powder.

According to the actual experience of foreign hospitals, a severely injured patient with infection only requires 40 units for the entire course of treatment.

This bottle can treat twelve seriously injured people. Is there any excess?
Is this possible?

Is this possible?

Opening the instruction manual that came with the package, he looked at the molecular formula and precautions. After reading it carefully, Dean Liu took out another package of freeze-dried plasma, which had only achieved a technological breakthrough in the United States the year before last, and the accompanying [-] ml. Sterile water.After a long time, Dean Liu took a deep breath and shouted:
"Vice President Luo."

"Have!"

A man also wearing a white coat walked out quickly.

"In the hospital, how many patients have used sulfonamides but still haven't controlled the infection."

Dean Liu asked.

"47!"

Vice President Luo’s voice was loud and clear.

"Prepare for debridement surgery."

Dean Liu tightly held the glass bottle in his hand, just like a soldier holding the steel gun in his hand before charging:

"Today, all arrangements are made."

Penicillin can kill bacteria and control infection, but it is not a panacea. The prerequisite is to debridement the wound and remove the decayed tissue in the wound, which is often called debridement.

47 wounded patients with uncontrolled infections, that is, 47 operations.

"Yes!"

Vice President Luo responded quickly and decisively.

···
In Taiyuan, Yoshio Shinozuka looked at the combat report from the Beijing Brigade in Liao County in his hand.

"Everyone in the Nishino Squadron is in pieces."

"The ambushers were the Eighth Route Army."

"The enemy's firepower was very powerful. According to battlefield statistics, there were more than 1000 enemies. They poured more than 1000 artillery shells, more than 5 grenade grenades, and more than [-] rounds of ammunition at the West Field Wing."

"The Beijing Brigade responsible for reinforcements was blocked by more than [-] Route Army troops and failed to arrive in time."

"The enemy's blocking force also had very strong firepower and was equipped with a large number of mortars and grenade launchers. Our brigade launched three cluster charges, resulting in over a hundred casualties, but failed to break through the enemy's defensive positions."

Kitai Minghe knows how to report to his superiors.

He led the Beijing Battalion. Although it attacked three times, in fact, only the first one was a cluster attack, and the next two attacks were launched by a squadron-level unit.

But in the report, it turned out that all three times were cluster attacks.

The number of enemies blocking the attack also increased to 900.

Of course, the core is a large number of mortars, machine guns and grenade launchers.

But in this way, having more than [-] casualties turned from a fault into a merit worthy of commendation. After all, although a group charge was a fierce offensive, it would also cause heavy casualties if it failed.

He also made a little polish on the battle of the Nishino Regiment. The enemy's strength increased, and the ammunition consumed by the enemy also increased slightly.

"Yamamoto-kun, what do you think?"

Yoshio Shinozuka handed the telegram in his hand to Yamamoto who was standing aside with a normal expression.

After receiving the telegram, Yamamoto glanced at it. During this period, he glanced sideways at his very calm commander, and understood one thing.

Previously, the commander was furious when he heard that Tubal Road had annihilated a squadron of the Locust Army. This was because the commander had never regarded Tubal Road as an enemy, but only as a disruptor of public order.

Even though the commander regards Tubal Road as an army.

But I still think that Tubal Road is like a flea. It is difficult to get rid of, but it does not pose much of a threat.

The contrast between this understanding and Tubal Road's annihilation of the imperial squadron was the source of the commander's rage.

Now that they pay more attention to the Eighth Route Army and regard the Eighth Route Army as a very difficult opponent, they have completely calmed down.

"We need to find out where their weapons and ammunition come from."

"According to the last three battle reports, the ammunition obtained by Tubal Road may be hundreds of tons."

Kazuki Yamamoto went straight to the point:
"For such a large-scale import of weapons and ammunition, I suggest that we ask for help from intelligence organizations such as Tigaoke."

"Look again."

Yoshio Shinozuka then handed Yamamoto a statistical report from the First Army Staff Headquarters.

"Recently, the enemy guerrillas around Liao County have obtained a large amount of supplies, expanded rapidly, and began to distribute food to the families of those killed in the resistance to the imperial army."

"Each family has one hundred to two hundred catties, and one-tenth of the weight of lard."

"They are all imported grains, and the quality is extremely high."

"Similar situations also occurred in Wuxiang County and Yu County."

"The overall scale is quite large, involving more than 3000 people."

"In addition, the enemy's 2th Brigade entrenched in the Taiyue Mountains has recently trained a large number of militiamen, numbering as many as [-], and issued food subsidies to the militiamen."

A month passed, and the Japanese finally discovered the actions of the Taiyue Military Region.

Looking at the contents of the report, Yamamoto frowned.

Although it is incredible that hundreds of tons of weapons and ammunition could be transported covertly through the so-called underground transportation lines established by the so-called underground organization of the Eighth Route Army.

But when it comes to food distribution for 3000 people, as well as militia training and food subsidies for tens of thousands of people, this cannot be achieved by hundreds of tons of food.

At least [-] tons.

Moreover, Tubal Road itself is very short of food.

Where did they get so much food?
"Check it out for me!"

Looking up at his commander, Yamamoto saw a twisted and angry face, and a voice full of anger.

"Hi!"

Yamamoto bowed his head.

(End of this chapter)