Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 415 What is penicillin?
When the steward named Wu Hui led them into the academy, Chunyu Shuang happened to see a group of hurried figures approaching. The group varied in age, but all shared the same anxious expression. Seeing this, Chunyu Shuang became quite interested, eagerly waiting for them to arrive before quietly following behind them.

Jiu Que felt helpless seeing her actions, but after all, this was her best friend, so she could only follow behind. She also wanted to see what these students who were rushing around were up to.

Then there was Steward Wu Hui, who, seeing these anxious students who had forgotten the academy's rules, simply followed the Prince. "Now that the Prince has finally graced us with his presence, will these idiots cause trouble?"

Each of the three had their own thoughts. Following the students, they arrived at a heavily guarded courtyard. Seeing the guards constantly patrolling around the courtyard, Chunyu Shuang took a few more glances with interest, which immediately drew a stern question from Chunyu Shuang.

"Who are you? Outsiders are not allowed to enter this place, and... are you in charge? I have been rude, please do not blame me."

Wu Hui waved her hand, signaling them to make way. When she saw the small courtyard, she already knew why those people had been in such a hurry. Could it be that the research here had yielded results?

She then invited the two gentlemen to come inside with her.

"Your Highness should have heard that Chaoyan Academy does not restrict students to any particular field of study. Those people just now are from the medical department. They have been researching a certain drug for the past few years. Judging from their hurried and delighted appearance just now, they must have made some progress. Why don't you two come in and take a look as well?"

"Oh? This should be an internal matter for your college, right? Are we two outsiders really allowed to go in?"

"Of course, after all, it is His Highness."

Chunyu Shuang found this place even more interesting. She gently poked Jiu Que's lower back with her finger. Jiu Que trembled, rolled her eyes, and then led the way inside.

The courtyard didn't look very big from the outside, but once you went inside, you'd find it was quite winding and covered a considerable area. After walking through several corridors, they finally heard the cheers of the people who had just come in. Before they could even go in, they saw several students dressed very conservatively, with strange things on their faces, emerging from inside, each holding a transparent vessel.

Upon seeing the completely transparent vessel, Chunyu Shuang trembled slightly. She couldn't help but recall that she had previously bought a somewhat opaque glass cup at Wanwuge, which had cost a full 300 taels of silver! Yet the one held by this student was so transparent—could it also be a type of glass? It even had a crystal-clear feel under the sunlight. She was certain that if this thing were to circulate outside and be seen by wealthy merchants and officials who loved to travel, they would be willing to pay an extremely high price to buy one!
Such a piece is absolutely priceless, yet these ignorant students filled this crystal-clear vessel with a strange, indescribable color, truly polluting this crystal-clear cup!

Of course, this was on someone else's territory. Even if Chunyu Shuang was indignant now, she wouldn't say much. She was just heartbroken. If this matter were handled by the imperial court, how much tax revenue could be generated? The imperial court was currently short of money. Although the current emperor was diligent in governing, natural disasters and man-made calamities had been constant in recent years, which Emperor Jingtai could not control. Therefore, the national treasury was empty.

In fact, Chunyu Shuang was already secretly pondering how to achieve a win-win situation with the people of this academy. She had never seen such a crystal-clear glass cup on the market before. Perhaps these people were afraid to sell such a precious item because they didn't have any powerful backers, so they kept it for themselves.

Just as Chunyu Shuang was secretly making plans, the excited students unleashed a barrage of messages in the direction of Manager Wu Hui.

"Look! We've finally succeeded in making penicillin!"

"It took a full twelve years! I thought we wouldn't succeed! But God gave us such a wonderful surprise!"

"How can we thank God so much? We must thank ourselves for all these years of hard work!" "Yes, yes, yes! We also have to thank the dean for providing us with the ideas; otherwise, how could we have made such a miraculous medicine?! How many people could this thing save?"

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Seeing so many people in front of her so excited, Chunyu Shuang felt like she was being put on a show. Although she didn't know what penicillin was, how could they have made such great progress in their research on something the moment they stepped into the academy?

Perhaps they were deliberately acting to gain Jiu Que's trust.

Jiu Que remained unfazed. Even upon hearing a term that shouldn't exist in this era, she remained remarkably calm, even managing to speak with a smile.

"Could you please tell me what this penicillin is?"

The students were probably too happy, because they were so excited that they happily explained things to even a complete stranger.

"You may not know this, but penicillin is a miracle drug that our entire medical department has been researching for nearly twelve years. When the medical department was first established, the dean gave us the idea, but the extraction and mass production of this substance were extremely difficult. Therefore, it took 12 years before we were finally able to mass-produce it."

"So what is the purpose of this so-called penicillin? I just heard you call it a miracle drug. Something called a miracle drug must have very significant effects, right?"

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

The person speaking looked to be in her forties, but her eyes were very clear. Not only her, but most of the men, women, and children behind her had the same clear eyes. Perhaps they hadn't been hardened by society, or perhaps their living environment was too simple, so they simply didn't have the mature and complex look that someone their age should have.

He even gave an embarrassed smile when Jiu Que praised him.

"If someone has a persistent high fever, or is injured with a wound that is festering... penicillin can be used in these situations, but the prerequisite is that the person is not allergic to it. As for the effect, I can guarantee you that on the battlefield, soldiers with persistent high fever and festering wounds, combined with wound suturing techniques, will have an 80-90% chance of surviving!"

"hiss!"

Chunyu Shuang suddenly felt a toothache. This thing sounded so miraculous, it seemed almost otherworldly! And she couldn't understand half of what this person was saying! She'd never heard of those terms before, but one sounded familiar: the so-called wound-suturing technique. When she accompanied Jiu Que to the Northern Frontier, she'd seen Jiu Que instructing the doctors in the military camp on how to suture the wounded soldiers. Amazingly, many of those soldiers survived after their wounds were sutured.

But how could this almost secluded academy possess the skill of wound repair?