"Do not bother."
Sun Simiao stroked his beard.
"I meet this condition."
"How about that?"
Li Ke objected subconsciously.
If what he was holding was a vaccine, it would definitely have been given to Sun Simiao.
But the problem is that what he is using now is only the stupidest and most primitive method.
The success rate of early vaccination methods was not 100%.
That's why he needed experiments to prove the feasibility of this method.
But no matter what, this person cannot be Sun Simiao.
He is one of the most important figures in promoting the progress of Chinese medicine. If he is really put in such a low-to-impossible position, Li Ke will never feel at ease in his life.
"What are you talking about?"
Sun Simiao said impatiently.
"I have been a doctor for most of my life. I always take the medicine myself first, and then give it to the patient after it is ok. Even in your case, there is no exception."
“If I say no, it’s no.”
Li Ke didn't give in and hid the syringe behind his back.
If there were other demands, he could still accommodate this old man who cared about the common people.
But if he is allowed to take risks, it will definitely not work.
Seeing Li Ke's appearance, Sun Simiao snorted coldly.
He took a step with his left foot, and the next second, he disappeared.
Li Ke only felt a light touch in his hand. When he came back to his senses, he found that the syringe was already in Sun Simiao's hand.
"..."
Li Ke's eyes widened in disbelief.
Why is your painting style different from ours? Isn't this orthodox history? How come a cultivator appears?
"Your Highness, don't look at me like that. I started practicing Taoism a century ago. The first thing I practiced was body skills."
Sun Simiao snorted and said to Li Ke.
What kind of body skills can be practiced like this? This is obviously Qinggong.
Li Ke was filled with the desire to complain, but he didn't know where to start.
However, Sun Simiao's behavior inexplicably gave him a lot of confidence.
If you think about it carefully, this is a man who has lived for 140 years. Things like smallpox should not pose any threat to him.
Anyway, the thing is already in Sun Simiao's hands. No matter how much Li Ke thinks, he can't change the outcome of the matter.
Sun Simiao used the knife he carried to make a cut on his arm, and then instilled a drop of infectious fluid.
"This is done?"
"The infection steps are complete."
Li Ke nodded.
"Next, I suggest you find a small, unoccupied room to rest."
"I don't need you to tell me this."
Sun Simiao rolled his eyes.
The cowpox virus does not cause death, but the response is not less.
Looking at Sun Simiao's leaving figure, Li Ke quickly winked at Zhang Ming, who understood and quickly followed him.
In terms of hands, ten Zhang Ming stacked together might not be enough for Sun Simiao to beat.
But concealment and tracking is Jin Yiwei's specialty. As long as he is careful, there should be no problem.
Li Ke knew that with Sun Simiao's temperament, he would definitely not want to trouble him.
But he was still worried. The complications of the cowpox virus were very serious, and if not handled properly, there would probably be sequelae.
Sure enough, at night, Zhang Ming came to report.
"Daozhang Sun's situation doesn't look too good."
"Take me there!"
The two came to a secluded house, and Li Ke quickly walked in.
Sun Simiao was found lying on the bed, showing signs of unconsciousness.
When he touched his forehead, it was extremely hot. There were no thermometers in this era, but Li Ke estimated that it should be thirty-nine or forty degrees.
Modern medical conditions are very backward. A fever of 40 degrees is already considered a serious high fever. If it is not treated properly, it may be life-threatening.
Li Ke didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly got a towel, wet it with cold water, and put it on Sun Simiao's head.
He also knew very little about how to deal with fever patients, mostly some common sense in daily life.
After all, in later generations, less serious fevers could be solved with a pill of antipyretic medicine.
As if his movement was too big, Sun Simiao opened his eyes and said feebly.
"Your Highness..."
"Daozhang Sun, you don't need to say anything more."
Li Ke stopped him.
"Lie down and rest well. When you wake up, nothing will happen."
Seeing his extremely unfamiliar movements, Sun Simiao opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
He just nodded and fell asleep again.
Towels were changed one after another, but the high fever did not subside.
Li Ke had an idea, took out the Maotai from the system space, poured it into a basin, and then spread it on Sun Simiao's forehead bit by bit.
Sure enough, it worked. Li Ke didn't know what was going on in his body.
But just touching it from the outside is no longer very hot.
As for feeling distressed, Li Ke couldn't care less at the moment.
There was no medical alcohol in the Tang Dynasty, and the alcohol content was far from enough to cool down.
Using Maotai instead of alcohol is also a helpless choice.
By the middle of the night, Sun Simiao's high fever had completely subsided.
But then came a new round of symptoms.
Li Ke basically has nothing to do about tinnitus, vomiting, and diarrhea.
But fortunately, Sun Simiao had gained some sanity at this moment. Under his guidance, although Li Ke was a little confused, he was able to do things fairly well.
A few days passed by in a hurry.
At this time, Sun Simiao was no different from a normal person.
Not only could he walk on the ground, but he could also eat three large bowls of rice in one meal. Li Ke was surprised by his appetite.
"Your Highness, the old Taoist looks like this, he is already well."
Sun Simiao put down his bowl and asked Li Ke.
"You have to wait until the scabs form on the wound and fall off before it can be considered truly healed."
Li Ke shook his head.
"That means it's already fine."
Sun Simiao said lightly.
"Without further delay, let's take the lead from the veteran and immediately start vaccinating the victims."
Li Ke was a little helpless, but since Sun Simiao had spoken, he had no choice but to do it.
Sun Simiao didn't even mention Li Ke's care for him these days.
But Li Ke knew in his heart that the old man did this just because he didn't want to put pressure on him.
Sun Simiao's seniority was much higher than that of Li Shimin.
If he really wanted to thank him, Li Ke wouldn't know how to deal with himself in the future.
True friendship is remembered by the elderly.
Just like the previous sentence, Sun Simiao said that he would take the lead.
Are the old people coveting the credit for saving people and disaster relief?
No, Sun Simiao's reputation has come to an end, both in the court and among the people.
Among the people, people call him Sun Shenxian and Sun Bodhisattva.
And in the court, as long as he wanted to, he would choose official positions below the second rank.
Not only would Li Shimin not object, but Wei Zheng, who was always rigid and serious, would not say a word.
