Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 997 Fifth Brother’s Battle

"The Secrets of Waitai in the Tang Dynasty said: 'Miasma and malaria are divided into two categories, which are actually the same. They may be cold first and then hot, or hot then cold. The rate in Lingnan is called miasma, and the general name in Jiangbei is malaria. This is why The dialects are different, it’s just that there are different diseases.” Zhu Ju said in a deep voice:

"I also interviewed hundreds of local people who had suffered from miasma, and found that they basically had symptoms of malaria, so the so-called miasma is probably malaria!"

"Really?" Lao Liu's eyes also lit up.

He didn't believe that people would get sick if they were exposed to miasma. How could there be such a terrible gas in nature that would kill people immediately if it touches it?

Otherwise, there would be no survivors in places like Lingnan, Yunnan and Guizhou. The indigenous people and immigrants in these places are all living well, which speaks for itself.

Therefore, according to his guess, it was the northerners who had just arrived and lacked the necessary protective knowledge and the corresponding antibodies in their bodies, so they were infected on a large scale.

This was obviously a severe infectious disease, not miasma poisoning, so he guided Lao Wu to rely on the infectious disease. As a result, Zhu Ru came to this conclusion.

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"I think it's very possible." Zhu Zhu nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Malaria epidemics usually start in late spring and end in late autumn. This is completely consistent with the time when miasma breeds according to the local people."

"If the miasma is malaria, I know how to prevent it." Zhu Zhen suddenly said softly.

"Really? Do you have inspiration again?" Zhu Ru was very excited. He didn't care how the wild ideas in Lao Liu's mind came about. He only knew that those ideas were always like a beacon, lighting up the dark road ahead for him and allowing him to find a way to break through.

"I remember... my master seemed to have said that malaria is transmitted by mosquitoes. If a person is bitten by a disease-carrying mosquito, he will get malaria." In order to save the fifth brother from making detours, Zhu Zhen had no choice but to move Liu Bowen out. .

"That's it." Sure enough, Zhu Rui heard that it was Liu Bowen who said it, and he immediately believed it, even skipping the step of verification. He clenched his fists excitedly and said:

"No wonder! No wonder miasma always arises at the end of spring and dissipates at the end of autumn. Because mosquitoes are only available during this time! No wonder the local people's anti-miasma experience includes not going into the woods and grass, and not having stagnant water in front or behind the house, and wearing a Sachets made of mugwort leaves, patchouli, and angelica dahurica—this is clearly a means of preventing and repelling mosquitoes!”

"But the problem is that mosquitoes can't be driven away. No matter how good the protection is, it's still hard to escape the bites. Our officers and soldiers don't have a certain degree of resistance like the locals, so I'm afraid many people will still be infected. "Zhu Zhen said in a deep voice.

"Yes, malaria prevention is mainly based on prevention, but there must also be treatment methods." Zhu Ru nodded and said: "These days, I have people consult medical books and have found more than a hundred ancient prescriptions for treating various types of malaria. Once the malaria epidemic starts, we'll see which one works best."

"It must be quinine..." Zhu Zhen blurted out: "Grind the bark of the cinchona tree into powder, boil it in water, drink it, and wrap it up."

"Is it so amazing?" Zhu Zhu hurriedly asked: "Then where can I find this kind of cinchona tree?"

"Uh..." Zhu Zhen was speechless because he suddenly realized that in this era, cinchona trees should only be found in South America.

It was after Columbus discovered the New World that he brought this magical plant out of South America and introduced it to all over the world. It was with this anti-malarial miracle drug that European colonists were able to set foot in the vast tropical and subtropical areas.

But Columbus was still a year old before he was born. It is definitely too late to send people to South America now.

Zhu Zhen patted his head and thought of another magic medicine: "Let's use artemisinin from Grandma Tu. This is more powerful than quinine."

"Who is Grandma Tu?" Zhu Ru asked curiously: "Can I invite her to serve in the Imperial Medical Temple?"

"That's not the point. The point is artemisinin." Zhu Zhen coughed.

"Is artemisinin extracted from Artemisia annua?" Zhu Ji asked obediently: "If that's the case, it would be easier. Artemisia annua is everywhere."

"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded and said, "But it seems that the wormwood with yellow flowers has the best effect."

"Okay, Artemisia annua is also easy to find." Zhu Xi said excitedly, "I'll try it tomorrow and see how to use it as medicine for the best effect!" "Well, I have to give it a try. I remember that this thing is not resistant to high temperatures. It's useless once it's cooked." Zhu Zhen racked his brains and said, "Look at whether it's about squeezing the juice or using some method to extract it."

"Well, I will try all methods." Lao Wu nodded heavily. Lao Liu is responsible for pointing out the direction, and he is responsible for exploring the path. It has always been like this.

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When the two princes were talking alone, the generals who accompanied King Chu could not go back home, so they simply visited their respective subordinates in the hospital.

Although Guo Ying's subordinates were all in Wussa and none of them were hospitalized in Kunming, they were taken by Mu Ying to visit an old friend...

The second ward of the inpatient department.

The spring is bright and the flowers and willows are green in the yard. As long as the patients could move, they were all outside basking in the sun and chatting away.

Even if they can't move, they still ask the patients to carry themselves outside, bask in the sun, and listen to others talking about the mountains.

There is nothing new in the chatter among soldiers all over the world. It is nothing more than bragging during the day and talking about women at night... In fact, the latter is also bragging.

At this moment, in broad daylight, all the patients were bragging about their qualifications.

A general bannerman said, I followed Cao Guogong on the Northern Expedition, and during the Battle of Lingbei, we won along the way.

A hundred households said, "What do you mean? I will follow the Marquis of Yingchuan to destroy Mingxia." At that time, we secretly visited Chencang, climbed mountains and rescued valleys, traveled day and night, and conquered Jiezhou and Wenzhou!

All the patients said that it was still more severe.

Another Qianhu said, "That's nothing to him. I followed King Kaiping to conquer Pingjiang."

"Where is Pingjiang?" Many young people have never heard of this place name.

"It's Suzhou." The Qianhu said in an old-fashioned way: "During the Yuan Dynasty, Suzhou was called Pingjiang Road. The name was changed back after the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"That's it." A group of young people suddenly realized it, and they all worshiped him as the founding father of the country.

At this time, the deputy commander with the highest official position present couldn't help but said: "In terms of qualifications, none of you can compare to me. I fought with the emperor in the Battle of Poyang Lake!"

"Wow, that's amazing." All the soldiers were amazed and said that the deputy commander must be the most senior.

Qi Xiang and Yu Min were also present, silently watching them pretending not to speak.

Qi Xiang broke his leg before and has been recovering in the hospital. Yu Min suffered from altitude sickness when attacking Lijiang.

But doctors in this era still don’t know what high-reflection syndrome is. And because this symptom only appears in remote areas of the southwest, it is also regarded as a type of miasma - smoke miasma.

In addition, Qi Xiang's high fever was serious, so the military doctor sent him back to Kunming for treatment.

In fact, his symptoms have disappeared, but His Royal Highness the King of Zhou is studying miasma. Naturally, this precious self-healing patient is not allowed to be discharged from the hospital, and he must be kept for further study.

(End of this chapter)