Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Sun Simiao’s words made Li Wangyou’s voice tremble.

“Old Daoist Sun, what did you say?”

“Picillin is the divine medicine you said, Poor Daoist got it out according to the method you said. But I don’t know how to use this medicine. Please Ziyou to explain in detail.” Sun Simiao said with a slight smile, twisting his beard.

Li Wangyou fell to the floor with a trembling lips, “Really penicillin? Old Daoist Sun, this is no joke. Have you ever done a medicine efficacy test?”

He first handed it to Sun Simiao. The so-called method of making penicillin was nothing but what he learned from the TV series. Is it true? Or the screenwriter is making it up? How did he know.

The reason why I said to Sun Simiao, on the one hand, I want to keep Old Daoist, and get a “medical insurance” for myself and the beautiful boss.

Secondly, I was holding the mind of an accident. What if Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, really got penicillin out?

However, Li Wangyou did not hold much hope for this.

After all, more than a thousand years in advance, with Great Tangs current technological strength, it is too unimaginable to make penicillin divine medicine.

So when Sun Simiao said that he made penicillin, Li Wangyou was so gloomy.

“Well, according to what Ziyou said before, Poor Daoist took out the pus-infected dirt from the patients and smeared it on the crystal plate. Napenicillin was also smeared on it, now for seven days In the past, penicillin did not appear in any area where penicillin was applied. According to Ziyou’s previous statement, this should be a success, right? Poor Daoist also looked at the area with penicillin under Microscope. There is indeed no grape-like appearance in the area where penicillin is applied. The germs exist.”

Sun Simiao said, pointing to the Microscope, and motioned Li Wangyou to see it by himself.

Li Wangyou didn’t say anything. He jumped to the front of the Microscope and adjusted the lower eyepiece… On the crystal piece as the objective lens, you can clearly see the clear boundary.

The area smeared with penicillin is clean, but outside it is a bunch of pathogens accumulating in grapes. Li Wangyou remembers that this is Staphylococcus, the most common pyogenic coccus.

There is no doubt that the penicillin of Sun Simiao manufacture really works!

Li Wangyou’s fingers are trembling, penicillin, this is a life-saving divine medicine! Especially in Great Tang!

“Sun, Old Daoist Sun, really penicillin, you, you really made it! Old Daoist Immortal, you really deserve to be the king of medicine!”

Li Wangyou was excited , Even Sun Simiao’s honorific name for later generations was called out.

In this regard, Sun Simiao just twisted his beard and laughed: “Ziyou is serious, and Poor Daoist is not a king of medicine. Please also Ziyou explain, how to use this penicillin?”

“Injection and injection!” Li Wangyou as it should be by rights replied.

Sun Simiao puzzled: “What is injection?”

Li Wangyou is dumb, injection is to use a syringe to inject the medicine into the person within the body. But this Great Tang, where do you get syringe needles?

The syringe is simple, and it can be done with a bamboo tube.

Li Wangyou estimates that with the skills of Carpenter Liu, using bamboo manufacture some bamboo needles will not be a problem. Although it is not as transparent and intuitive as later glass made, it can be used.

The trouble is the needle. This thing must be hollow and so small. Li Wangyou is really not confident whether the craftsmen of Great Tang can create such a delicate needle.

This matter can only be supervised again, and discuss with those skilled craftsmen to see if the needle can be made.

Li Wangyou pondered, and was about to explain to Sun Simiao what a syringe is, what is injection, but he saw a Sun Simiaos student hurriedly walk in.

“Master, a visitor is coming.”

Sun Simiao frowned unhappy: “Didnt Poor Daoist say it? I didnt see a visitor today. I didnt see Poor Daoist talking to Count of Hu. Are you serious?”

The disciple Sun hesitated, and continued to open the mouth and said: “It’s Master Baozang, he, he said he wants to argue with his master and be fair for his discipline.”

Li Wangyou sounds unfathomable mystery, Sun Simiao What trouble is this? How come anyone wants to be fair to the discipline?

Sun Simiao hearing this frowned: “When did Poor Daoist bully his discipline? What kind of justice?”

“Master Baozang said, that, that was His Highness killed Geng Hong, and Geng Fengyu was his discipline.”

The words of Sun Simiao’s disciple made Li Wangyou startled.

Na Geng Hong and Geng Fengyu was killed by Li Erzhang because he forced Li Er together with the Aristocratic Family and gave false testimony that Li Chengqian had passed away. What does this have to do with Sun Simiao?

Who is this Master Baozang? Also a doctor?

Li Wangyou felt that the name seemed familiar, but couldn’t remember it, so he asked Sun Simiao: “Old Daoist Sun, who is this Master Baozang?”

Sun Simiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and explained, “Hey, Master Baozang is also a famous doctor in the world. The surnamed Zhang is a famous treasure, Zi Dan, a person from Liyang. Master Baozang is now 70 years old, and he was also an official in the court, and now he is the official of Honglu Temple. I have resigned and returned to my hometown. But I dont know why I came to Poor Daoist today. What does Geng Hongs death have to do with Poor Daoist?”

Li Wangyou hearing this, I remembered that Zhang Baozang was also in the early Tang Dynasty. Famous doctors are also recorded in history, but he didn’t expect that Geng Hong was his discipline.

“Old Daoist Sun, I’m afraid there is some misunderstanding?”

“Perhaps, Ziyou, sit for a while, and Poor Daoist will come and go.” Sun Simiao stood. When he got up, he was going to meet the Zhang Baozang with his disciple.

Li Wangyou thought that Geng Hongs death seemed to have something to do with him, so he stood up and said, Old Daoist Sun, Ill go with you. If you have any misunderstandings, I can help you justify. One or two.”

Sun Simiao didn’t refuse, and walked out slightly nodded, Li Wangyou hurriedly followed.

Under the guidance of Sun Simiao disciple, the two went to the elegant room of Taoist temple.

An old man with white beard and hair is sitting in the elegant room, and there are several middle age persons serving around him.

When the old man saw Sun Simiao appear, he was coldly snorted: “I saw Daoist Sun, a certain today turned up without being invited, must be in order to my disappointing discipline, please ask for an explanation. “

Sun Simiao didn’t bother him with this attitude: “Master Baozang, I’m afraid there is some misunderstanding, right? The death of Ling Pu Geng Hong has nothing to do with Poor Daoist.”

” How doesnt matter? Its clear that you misled His Highness and let His Highness smashed my poor discipline! You are an elder, how can you deny it so much?”

Li Wangyou was also unfathomable mystery, and couldnt help but interject: “Master Baozang, Geng Hongs death is entirely his own having only oneself to blame. What does it have to do with Old Daoist Sun? Even if Old Daoist Sun cured Crown Princes carbuncle disease , And it has nothing to do with Geng Hongs death. How can I blame Old Daoist Sun?”

Zhang Baozang was very upset after hearing Li Wangyou’s words: “I was talking with Daoist Sun, do you have any part in it? Daoist Sun, this is how you teach the discipline?”

Sun Simiao smiled: “Hehe, Poor Daoist can’t teach Count of Hu. Master Baozang misunderstood. This is Hu. County Feudal Count, Li Wangyou.”

“Oh? You are Li Wangyou? That’s just right, and it saves me another trip. The old man is also looking for your theory today!” Zhang Baozang heard about Li After Wangyou’s status, not only did his attitude fail to constrain, but he stared at Li Wangyou and became more rude.

Li Wangyou was stunned. Does this one take himself too seriously? What a big tone!