Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1400 is done

  Wu Ye spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

   This is the normal state of the students of Xishan Academy.

  No way, although they are just a small student, but they have a master above them, they never worry about who will be bullied when they walk outside.

  Everyone heard that they came from Xishan Academy, even if they are domineering people, they will show a kind look, stroke their beards, and whether they are against their will or sincerity, they will say that they are awesome.

  In the academy, apart from the distinction between teachers and students, and respecting teachers, no matter what your background is, when you come here, everyone is a classmate, and there is no huge gap.

  Xiao Jing has nothing to say.

  He was very convinced.

  He is more concerned about His Majesty's safety.

  Emperor Hongzhi became more and more sleepy, and soon lay down, and gradually fell asleep.

   This Fengtian Temple was quickly transformed into a temporary research institute by a group of medical students.

  Someone even removed the instrument, took the spittle of Emperor Hongzhi, and observed it with a microscope.

  Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan both looked a little anxious. They paced the hall with their hands behind their backs, their brows were deeply furrowed, and they looked like sighing.

   Standing aside, Xiao Jing carefully touched Emperor Hongzhi's forehead, but still had a low fever.

  Medical students are busy on the sidelines.

  …

  The main character everyone worried about, Emperor Hongzhi, slept soundly this time.

  It's like... a dream.

In this dream, it seems that his chest no longer hurts, and he is no longer stuffy. He even dreamed of beef, and the roast beef was right in front of his eyes. The Emperor Hongzhi in the dream actually felt greedy. I forgot that I have not had an appetite for many, many days.

   These days, he is always groggy and always coughing.

  But he actually felt that he was crying in his dream.

  Haha...Fortunately, it was in a dream.

  Emperor Hongzhi, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly wanted to laugh in his heart. If it wasn't for the dream, how could the emperor, who is so majestic and noble, and who is destined by heaven, have such an indecent appearance.

  …

  Xiao Jing was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Ah, His Majesty left a haha ​​in his mouth, look, look, what's going on."

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were each holding an iron basin with beef cooked in the imperial kitchen. Fang Jifan held up his chopsticks and put the copper basin aside. The emperor, while chewing, said: "Yeah, it doesn't make sense. Is there a clinical reaction like this? There must be something wrong with this medicine."

Zhu Houzhao snorted and almost buried his head in his basin, squatted aside, and ate happily. Hearing Fang Jifan's words, he became nervous no matter how heartless he was. He squeezed Fang Jifan away with his hand holding the chopsticks. He watched the saliva form a string of beads from the corner of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth, and Zhu Houzhao couldn't help saying: "This group of dogs, I knew there was something wrong with it, so it's too bad, it's like a poisoned reaction, Jifan, you hurt me!" After the death of my royal father, I will give you half a cup of tea, run away, if you cannot escape, I will arrest you and kill you."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

A medical student leaned over sweating profusely, glanced at Emperor Hongzhi, his eyes fell on Zhu Houzhao's oily lips, and said: "His Royal Highness, Master, I think...maybe His Majesty smelled you in his sleep The meat is fragrant."

   As he spoke, he sucked the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "Actually, the student... I'm ashamed to say that my saliva is about to overflow."

  He looked at the prince and master with resentment.

  Eating rice for everyone, in the name of saving food, who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard, but they eat beef themselves, which is beef tenderloin.

   "Yeah." Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief, the muscles on his face finally relaxed, and said, "I see, I thought it was poisoning or an allergic reaction."

  Fang Jifan picked up his rice bowl again.

  The rice bowl is good, it can hold a lot at once, and it tastes good and saves fuel.

  Zhu Houzhao also silently took his rice bowl and squatted in a corner.

  It's almost dawn.

   After staying up all night, everyone here is haggard.

Fang Jifan hiccupped constantly. After eating so much meat, he asked Xiao Jing to pour some tea. The tea in his stomach seemed to make the beef in his stomach swell. Love yourself, you can't overeat like this in the future, otherwise, you will gain weight, how does this fit his handsome appearance.

   "Cough..." At this time, Emperor Hongzhi coughed slightly on the couch.

  He opened his eyes, looking at everything in front of him in confusion.

  As soon as he heard the movement, dozens of eyes looked at him fiercely.

  Zhu Houzhao said excitedly: "Father, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

  Emperor Hongzhi found that his mouth was very astringent, not only that, the sides of his mouth were sticky, he raised his sleeve to wipe it off...

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  The image of the Emperor...

  He acted calmly as if nothing had happened, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the burning pain in his chest had eased a lot.

Strange.

   Breathing is fairly smooth.

  Of course...just compared to before.

  Emperor Hongzhi felt that his spirit had recovered a lot.

  Fang Jifan couldn't help but asked with concern: "Does Your Majesty feel that... the condition has eased?"

  Emperor Hongzhi looked surprised: "It seems... yes."

  Fang Jifan was overjoyed immediately.

   Great, it seems that the medicine is effective.

  It seems that His Majesty's curative effect is very significant.

  Of course... this mycin, also known as antibiotics.

  In later generations, antibiotics are rampant, but the human body is resistant to them.

  So people had to increase the dose in order to treat the disease.

  And... the later, the curative effect becomes less and less significant.

  But... For Emperor Hongzhi, who has never had antibiotics in his life, the effect of this injection is extremely obvious.

  Fang Jifan asked again: "Is Your Majesty's forehead still hot?"

  Xiao Jing was beside him, tired and drowsy, wanting to doze off while standing, but after listening to the movement, he pulled himself together and hurriedly tried Emperor Hongzhi's forehead, pleasantly surprised: "It seems...a little better."

  Emperor Hongzhi coughed again.

   Fortunately...it wasn't as heart-piercing as before. He suddenly felt a lightness, as if his body regained control all of a sudden.

  Emperor Hongzhi sat up, looked at Fang Jifan and said, "Jifan, tuberculosis, can it be cured?"

   "Yes." Seeing Emperor Hongzhi like this, Fang Jifan was relieved, it seems that the medicine has worked, God is sorry, how much money it cost!

  Those white money, finally did not pay the water ticket.

  Fang Jifan said joyfully: "Your Majesty, as long as you persist in taking care of yourself and get injections on time every day, you will be cured by yourself, and there is no danger of your life."

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help being shocked: "Is there such a panacea in the world? Did you and the crown prince come up with this?"

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Of course, my father knows how much thought and money it took to make this medicine. Not to mention other things, the amount of silver invested is a huge amount of one million."

  Emperor Hongzhi was even more shocked.

  Millions... just to make such a medicine.

  He felt that Zhu Houzhao's words were not very reliable.

   But now I heard that tuberculosis can be cured, and my spirit has improved a lot. After coughing, I continued: "Jifan, tell the truth, how is this medicine?"

  Fang Jifan knew in his heart that after confirming that he had the possibility of being cured, Emperor Hongzhi was relieved, and then, His Majesty's old problem happened again, and he would think about everything in Dali.

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince forgot to eat and sleep to study this medicine precisely because... this medicine can almost cure the common people."

  This sentence is a bit exaggerated.

   But in fact...

  In this era, there are many diseases that are incurable. The medical conditions of Ming Dynasty are already second to none, at least many times better than the bloodletting therapy of the current Franji.

   But the problem is... the death rate is still very high.

  Many people keep having children, why? Because children are prone to die.

   It may be just a cold and fever, and the person is gone.

  Multiple lives... Only then can you have a chance to continue your bloodline.

   Even, some farmers just broke a wound. If the wound cannot be treated in time, it may delay their lives.

  The emergence of antibiotics has solved this problem.

   Many diseases that can kill people can be controlled with this medicine.

  Fang Jifan said: "Not only that... as long as this medicine is distributed to doctors, no matter what kind of doctor they are, they can come to see a doctor without too much study, and it can treat most diseases."

"Your Majesty, the establishment of Xishan Medical College is certainly remarkable, but... for many diseases, the cost of learning is too high. A doctor needs to study for at least three years to learn how to operate; There are so many prescriptions, you need to be familiar with them, you also need to know how to distinguish medicinal materials, and you need to know how to decoct medicinal materials. How many years will it take? The imperial doctor Liu in the palace has studied for more than 40 years, and he has just achieved a little success. "

"But with this medicine, it only needs to train a doctor for one or two months, and they can probably know what kind of patients this medicine can treat, and have probably diagnosed the patient's condition, and then determine the dosage of the medicine according to the condition. It can cure diseases and save lives.”

"To a certain extent, as long as a wild doctor in the countryside has this medicine, he can cure more than 60 to 70 percent of the patients with the medicine. Think about it, Your Majesty, how many people can live, and how many people will live?" How many people have benefited from it."

  Emperor Hongzhi listened very carefully, and when he heard the back, he took a breath and was shocked.

  At this moment, he stopped coughing, because of the excitement, the adrenaline seemed to be released, and he was full of energy: "In this way, it is this medicine that you said back then that there are countless living people, isn't it?"

Fang Jifan said: "It is this medicine, Your Majesty, it is all thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince, His Highness the Crown Prince has been researching this medicine, especially after learning that His Majesty is seriously ill, His Highness the Crown Prince even forgot to eat and sleep. Live it up, Your Majesty...the crown prince...successful!"

  (end of this chapter)