Back home, Gu Chen was not in a hurry to write down the accounting method, and Lao Zhu was not in a hurry to ask himself for it. Anyway, he gave himself half a month.
What Gu Chen is most worried about now is not actually the complicated situation in Fujian, let alone his wife's belly, but the tight time limit.
Next year will be the fifteenth year of Hongwu, which is also the date of Queen Ma's death.
There is no need to think about it. If Queen Ma is alive and the prince is alive, then his life will definitely be much easier, even if he makes Lao Zhu anxious.
These two Bodhisattvas can also think of ways to save him, and there will definitely be no problem in saving his life.
If you can save Queen Ma, it will be a great achievement and a talisman.
But when Queen Ma is in trouble, she will most likely be away from the capital.
Even in the capital, he would not dare to rush into the palace and say that he could save Queen Ma.
What if someone is really terminally ill and can't cure it themselves, isn't that asking for death?
Antibiotics were most lacking in ancient times. If antibiotics couldn't cure it, there was nothing he could do.
Penicillin doesn't give face. Although he has worked hard in the past few years, he can't get it done.
Allicin is simple, but how to make the imperial doctors bold enough to use it for Queen Ma is a science.
Moreover, the shelf life of allicin is only three to five hours, so it is really difficult to make it and use it at any time.
Perhaps, Gu Chen rubbed his chin and suddenly thought of someone.
Xiao Jiuxian!
This guy was from Huichang. When he was traveling around, he met Zhu Yuanzhang who posted an imperial list and asked Zhu Yuanzhang to find a famous doctor who could cure diseases for his wife.
Empress Ma was suffering from breast cancer at that time, and all the imperial doctors were at a loss to do anything. In the end, Xiao Jiuxian revealed the disease and cured Empress Ma.
The emperor gave him the position of medical officer, but he refused and insisted on returning to his hometown to sit in court.
This year, because I heard about vaccination to prevent smallpox, I came to the capital specifically to find an imperial doctor, hoping to learn about it and go back to benefit the people in my hometown.
Recently, he lives in the Fulai Inn in the east of the city, not far from him.
In history, when Empress Ma was critically ill, Lao Zhu also asked him to treat Empress Ma.
After he was unable to do anything, Queen Ma began to refuse to take medicine and see a doctor.
I am afraid that if the treatment cannot be cured, those innocent doctors and imperial doctors will be implicated.
"Xiao Anzi." Thinking of this, Gu Chen quickly shouted out the door: "Now, immediately, bring me all the garlic at home."
During the Hongwu period, garlic cost six cents per pound. If you wanted to treat diseases, you had to take 40 milligrams of allicin, and only 0.003 milligrams of allicin could be extracted from each gram of garlic.
In other words, it takes twenty-six pounds of garlic to extract a dose that can be taken once, and this thing needs to be taken three times a day.
However, as long as it can cure Queen Ma's life, it is not a waste.
You ask him why he didn't give it to the emperor himself?
First of all, he is a royal censor, not an imperial physician, and he is not a medical student.
Gu Chen was even more unsure whether this thing could save Queen Ma's life.
But Xiao Jiuxian was different. He knew that he was the one who came up with the method of vaccination.
First of all, if you already have this trust, you will naturally pay attention to the second "magic medicine" and will not shelve it on the shelf, nor will you be afraid to use it.
Those greedy people in the Tai Hospital who are afraid of death will probably hesitate again and again if they get this thing, and they will drag Queen Ma to death if they delay it.
Secondly, if Queen Ma cannot be saved when the time comes, it has nothing to do with herself.
After all, he had never said that this thing could save Queen Ma, but whether he could or not didn't prove to be his problem.
Third, there is mobile surveillance around him.
Even if he has done great deeds, he is not afraid that Lao Zhu does not know his own abilities. He must definitely receive the credit.
"Let others do the work, let others bear the risks, and I have to share the credit together."
"Beautiful."
Nowadays, Gu Chen admires his own brain more and more.
Why are his methods of saving lives so strong?
If he had the chance to return to modern times, he would have to write an autobiography.
I've already thought of a name, so it's called "The One Hundred and Eight Ways I Used to Save My Life in Hongwu".
After the third trial and error, Gu Chen successfully produced golden allicin.
Dragon Boat Festival, Fulai Inn.
Xiao Jiuxian was wearing obscene clothes at the moment, his face full of confusion and confusion.
He looked at the sky that had just dawned, and then at Gu Chen, who was blue and black but could not hide his excitement, and Gu An, who was equally sleepy behind him.
Finally, he looked at the golden liquid in the glass container in his hand.
"Mr. Gu, during the Dragon Boat Festival, you are not sleeping at home, so why are you coming to my place?"
Although he is not an official, he also knows that these officials in the capital have a hard and tiring life on weekdays. Why don't they catch up on their sleep after finally taking a day off?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked: "But Madam's fetus is not stable?"
Otherwise, he really couldn't understand why Gu Yushi came to him at this point?
You can't just recite poems, compose poems, and talk about poems and books, right?
Besides, they only met once in Tai Hospital.
Not familiar!
"Mr. Xiao, let's go in and talk first." Gu Chen ignored his resistance and squeezed directly into the room through the gap: "I have brought you something good."
"Do you know what this is?"
An unfamiliar person broke into the territory. Xiao Jiuxian frowned in dissatisfaction, but still replied in a good-tempered manner.
"I don't know, please ask Mr. Gu to clarify my doubts."
At the same time, I crazily recited three times in my mind that the people will not fight against the officials, the people will not fight against the officials, the people will not fight against the officials...
Gu Chen pulled him over and put his arm on his shoulders in a familiar manner.
"This thing can cure whooping cough, dysentery, diphtheria, and many other diseases. The results are also very fast."
"Mr. Xiao, are you interested?"
Xiao Jiuxian is a crazy doctor, so of course he would be interested in hearing about such a magical medicine.
Although, he doubted whether the royal censor could do it.
But thinking about his ability to prevent smallpox with vaccination, he is indeed very powerful.
He took the black hand on his shoulder and said, "Master Gu, is this true?"
If there really is such a magical thing, wouldn't it be a good thing that benefits the world?
"Such a good thing, why don't you donate it to Taiyuan Hospital?"
As a private doctor, why did Mr. Gu think of me first?
Gu Chen: "I can't trust the imperial physician in the palace. His medical skills are not as good as yours."
"If they were really capable, Your Majesty wouldn't have posted the results everywhere and invited you, Mr. Xiao, to diagnose and treat the Queen."
It can be seen that the medical skills of the imperial doctors in the palace are really poor.
"Master Gu, please don't say that."
Taking the glass container, Xiao Jiuxian looked at it carefully while speaking for Taiyuan Hospital.
"They are just afraid of the dragon's power and dare not take the medicine too hard."
Those who are afraid cannot be good doctors.
He was able to cure the empress by himself, just because he was brave and his medical skills were passable.
By such a coincidence, it is really humbling to receive the title of a miracle doctor.
Gu Chen just thought he was being modest: "No more, this medicine will only be effective for two hours at most. After two hours, it will be useless."
Gu Chen didn't want to waste time and asked Xiao Jiuxian directly.
"You are in the capital now. Are there any patients suffering from whooping cough or dysentery?"
If he delays it any longer, his work will be in vain.
If not, then you can try to find a few sick beggars immediately.
"Yes, the old man next door has dysentery."
Wherever Xiao Jiuxian went, he saw diseases. Those who encountered financial difficulties would be exempted from medical expenses, and even used the emperor's reward to help them.
He looked at the thing in his hand with some hesitation and hope.
"Master Gu, the old man is already very pitiful."
"You thing..."
What if someone is put to death?
Gu Chen said that they could go over and ask if the old man was willing to try. If he was willing to try, he would give the medicine to the old man.
Thinking of the old man who couldn't even afford medicine.
Xiao Jiuxian finally nodded and took him to his neighbor's house.
What if?
What if it can really be cured?
Gu An's eyes flickered at this time, staring straight at the container.
Dysentery is a near-terminal disease.
If Your Majesty knew that there was such a good thing, I don't know how happy he would be.
The old man also knew that he was terminally ill, so after learning that Dr. Xiao wanted to try medicine on him, his family agreed without hesitation.
"Since there is no need for money, then a dead horse will be used as a living doctor. Even if it is good or not, the old man will accept his fate."
"Old man, I'm here. Thank you so much, Dr. Xiao, and this master."
If this flute doctor hadn't treated him and returned the medicine money without charging him, it's still unclear whether he would have survived the Dragon Boat Festival.
He didn't know Gu Chen's identity, he just thought he must be rich because of his well-dressed clothes.
Gu Chen had prepared the documents early. When he saw that he agreed, he immediately took them out and showed them to Xiao Jiuxian. He also asked the old man and his children to sign the pledge.
"Da Gu...Brother Gu, the old man and his family are all honest people."
Why is it necessary to be so defensive? Although it is reasonable, he feels a little bit villainous.
