Zhao Gang stopped Li Shiyi who was leaving: "Captain Li, don't attack the artillery tower tonight. The boss may send someone to learn allicin tomorrow."
After hearing what Zhao Gang said, Li Shiyi had no choice but to give up the idea of going to attack the forthouse at night.
At the headquarters hospital, Director Zhu is keeping an eye on the physical condition of patients with fever.
The guard couldn't explain it clearly before, but said it was a new drug, penicillin.
Smelling that it was the boss who requested the injection, Dean Zhu did not ask and injected the garlic-scented 'penicillin' into the soldier on the hospital bed.
When the boss came back, Dean Zhu found out upon asking that it was a self-invented anti-infective drug that was completely unavailable abroad.
He also said that allicin has some disadvantages: the storage time is only 3 to 5 hours.
Nonsense!
What nonsense!
Our Eighth Route Army was so crude and backward, how could we invent a drug that could replace penicillin?
As a doctor, I can understand the difficulties of inventing something like penicillin better than ordinary people!
However, the drug has already entered his body, and even if he shames himself in front of his boss, it will not help.
That night, Director Zhu ordered three emergency doctors to wait together for fear of any emergencies.
Looking at the Eighth Route Army soldier with his broken left arm bandaged in front of him, Dean Zhu frowned and put the back of his hand on the warrior's forehead.
Immediately, he retracted his hand as expected, with a worried look on his face.
Suddenly, Dean Zhu woke up and put the back of his hand on the patient's forehead again.
Feel carefully.
It seems like the high fever has gone away?
"Doctor Su! Doctor Su!"
"exist!"
"Bring me the thermometer!"
…
After a while, Dr. Su came in holding a pulp-coated wooden box. The box was as big as a fist and as long as a forearm.
Dr. Su carefully took out the thermometer wrapped in thick cloth and peeled off the three layers of cloth.
Take out the thermometer you hold tightly, shake it carefully, and then measure the temperature skillfully.
After a moment, Dr. Su picked up a thermometer as big as his little finger and looked at it under the light.
Dean Zhu also looked closer and drew the value of the thermometer with a pencil again.
37.5℃!
Return?
Dean Zhu's eyes widened.
Doctor Su asked: "Dean, the patient's fever has gone down, and the penicillin the boss sent is very good."
At this time, Dr. Su didn’t know it was allicin.
Dean Zhu was stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Yes."
Dr. Su's short-bearded lips showed a smile - another soldier was saved.
Soon, Dr. Su said to the dean: "Dean, I have another surgery, so I'm leaving first."
"oh!
…
Impossible, how is it possible? How can we Zhongguo people have the ability to invent a miracle drug like penicillin? "
Dean Zhu screamed, his face full of disbelief.
…
At nearly 11 o'clock the next day, Monk Wei came striding over: "Doctor Li, the political commissar is looking for you."
Li Shiyi looked at Wei Dayong who came in and said happily: "Monk Wei, have you returned from delivering the letter?"
"right"
Suddenly, Monk Wei came closer and whispered: "Captain Li, you are good at attacking artillery towers. Can you get me a radio station?"
Li Shiyi said with a smile: "You know the radio station? Besides, it's useless to get a radio station for you. Other regiments, battalions, and county brigades don't have radio stations. Even if you have one, they can't receive it."
Wei Dayong scratched his head and grinned: "Yes."
…
Arriving at the Youth League Committee, Li Shiyi entered the room and saw Zhao Gang sitting on the main bench opposite the door. On the benches on both sides of the lame Eight Immortals table, there were people he didn't recognize sitting on the benches.
Seeing someone entering the house at the door, they all looked over.
Li Shiyi saluted at the door.
"Pa! Li Shiyi came to report!"
Before Zhao Gang could speak, the first person on the bench to his right took the lead and asked, "Are you Li Shiyi? Did you invent allicin?"
Li Shiyi admitted: "Yes, it's me!"
Zhao Gang smiled unhappily and said, "Excuse me. This is President Zhu from the headquarters hospital, and this is Dr. Su from the headquarters hospital..."
They were sent by the boss to learn how to make allicin. "
After hearing this, Li Shiyi smiled knowingly.
Dean Zhu touched his 2-inch long beard on his chin and asked the young boy in front of him: "What is the basis for your invention of allicin? What is the main substance it treats?"
When Li Shiyi heard Dean Zhu ask this, he suddenly felt unhappy.
What's the meaning?
Are foreign products good?
Just use it without asking what the basis is and the main active substance.
Are you picky when it comes to our domestic products?
Li Shiyi patiently explained it, but when he saw Dean Zhu, he still wanted to ask.
He interrupted and said, "Don't ask if it's too detailed. Just know how to make it and it's useful. If you want to know the details, do your own research."
After receiving such a rebuke, the expert who originally wanted to question Li Shiyi because of his young age was silenced.
Li Shishi was rude to the experts who were studying, but smiled at Zhao Gang and walked out of the door first.
The originally jealous experts became angry and turned to look at Zhao Gang. Some wanted to say something.
Zhao Gang first said: "Comrades, the boss asked you to learn how to make allicin. Go and learn it quickly. This is an anti-infective drug that saves soldiers in North, Central, and South China. The sooner you learn, the sooner you can save people."
