Chapter 459 - Chapter 459: Too Late (4)
Chapter 459: Too Late (4)
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Weil, although the barley tasted rough, it had a different taste.
Wei Jiaoniang savored the taste in her mouth and placed the cup on the table. She shouted boldly, “Another cup.”
The waiter quickly refilled Wei Jiaoniang’s cup of tea.
Feng Yang placed the small green porcelain jar she had just bought on the table and asked in a low voice, “What did you find out?”
Feng Yang heard from the Emperor and Chu Yi that Gu Yanfei was the one who asked Gu Yuan to submit this green mold powder.
Gu Yanfei shook her head.
Ever since she brought this so-called green mold powder back to the residence that day, she had studied it for a few days, but she couldn’t tell what it was.
Two days ago, Chu Yi had even gotten someone to bring her the medical records of the few injured soldiers in the army. Gu Yanfei had also taken a closer look, but she still found nothing.
Gu Yanfei didn’t feel thwarted. In this world, there were many things and methods she didn’t know.
Instead, she found it interesting and exciting. She said, “From the pulses of those injured, this medicine is indeed magical.”
“After the medicine is taken, it will take effect in about an hour and the fever will begin to decrease… Within three days, the condition can basically stabilize. If it’s more serious, it’ll take another two days.”
Feng Yang looked at the small porcelain jar, her eyes slightly wandering. After a moment of silence, she asked, “Girl, what if it’s you?”
“It can be treated.” Gu Yanfei nodded slightly. “Hemostasis Muscle Growth Talisman, Clear Fire Pill, and supplemented with golden needles. However, I have to treat the illness. I can only save one person at a time. Unlike this green mold powder, even an ordinary doctor can use it to save many people.” “However, so far, too few people have used this medicine. There are only a dozen cases. I wonder…”
“I wonder if it works on everyone. Will there be any aftereffects?” Feng Yang continued.
In ancient times, there was Shen Nong, who extensively studied herbs and their medicinal properties. Determining the properties of a certain herb sometimes involved an element of chance, but more often it relied on systematic observation and accumulated knowledge from thousands of years of medical practice. Especially for toxic herbs like centipedes and Aconitum (also known as monkshood or wolfsbane), caution was necessary when using them in medicine. Careful consideration of dosage and compatibility with other herbs was essential.
A single mistake could lead to a thousand miles of error. If things went wrong, it wouldn’t be saving people, but harming them.
Gu Yanfei nodded again and asked casually, “You know medicine?”
Feng Yang pretended not to hear her. She seemed to be recalling something and was immersed in her own thoughts. Her eyes became even more wandering as she continued, “It won’t work on some people. It’ll be fatal to some people, and it’s incurable.”
After saying this, Feng Yang looked up from the teacup and met Gu Yanfei’s slightly surprised gaze. She seemed to know what she was thinking and said with a smile, “My late father told me all this.”
“My late father said that although penicillin isn’t perfect, the benefits are still far greater than the disadvantages.”
Wei Jiaoniang had no idea what the two of them were talking about and was confused. When she heard Feng Yang mention Emperor Taizu, she couldn’t help but perk up.
She also liked to hear her grandfather and grandmother mention the legendary stories when Emperor Taizu was alive. She wished that she hadn’t been born more than 20 years earlier and could have seen Emperor Taizu with her own eyes.
Even though she couldn’t understand a word, Wei Jiaoniang was still focused. Her eyes were brighter than the sun outside the tea shed.
Feng Yang noticed the Wei family’s little girl’s gaze and felt inexplicably relieved. She thought playfully: I’ve really grown old. When I was young, I was the most impatient to gossip with young ladies. If 1 had the time, I might as well pull a few more bows and swing my sword a few more times. 1 could even save a few more people on the battlefield.
But now, just looking at these two lively and cheerful little girls makes me feel happy.
Just as Father said when he was alive, our generation has bathed in blood for the sake of our descendants.
The smile on Feng Yang’s lips softened a little. “My late father said that, as the name implies, penicillin is taken from the green mold produced by the decay of fruits, steamed buns, vegetables, and so on. After cultivation, filtering, and other steps, penicillin can finally be extracted.”
“He also said that it’s not appropriate to take penicillin directly orally. After taking it orally, it will be destroyed by gastric acid, so it won’t work. The best way is to inject it. External application is the next best thing.”
“My late father only mentioned this to me roughly. I don’t know the details.”
When Emperor Taizu was alive, he mentioned too many novel things to Feng Yang. These few sentences were only remembered by Feng Yang after thinking for a long time on the way out of the palace.
“Mold?” Gu Yanfei’s face revealed some interest. She rubbed her chin with her fingers. “Mold can treat external evil and enter the body?”
Interesting.
Gu Yanfei silently thought about what Feng Yang had just said and was in high spirits.
“Ninth Miss.” A green-robed servant ran over from the direction of the city gate. When he ran into the tea shop, his breathing was already rapid. “He’s here, the Duke is here!”
Wei Jiaoniang quickly put down the teacup in her hand and craned her neck to look at the city gate.
But from her position, she couldn’t see anyone yet.
Unlike Marquis Ji’an, Xu Yan, who was at the city gate, and could see the end of the official road at a glance, more than a hundred feet ahead, Imperial Duke Wei was leading more than ten guards of the Duke’s Estate over on horses. The sound of galloping hooves resonated in the air..