Datang Nongsheng

Chapter 122
The land of South Vietnam has communicated with the culture of the Central Plains for thousands of years, why has it not developed?

In the final analysis, the living conditions have not been improved. There are many poisonous insects in the land of South Vietnam, and the weather is hot and humid all the year round, which is prone to plague. It was not solved until the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"Infect?"

A word that Sun Xiangfu uttered in a hurry aroused Feng An's interest.

"Uh, it's a pathological feature similar to the invasion of wind evil." Sun Xiangfu couldn't explain the meaning of this word to Feng An, so he gave an example casually.

"Do you still understand medicine?"

If we say what is most lacking in South Vietnam, it is of course doctors. However, doctors in this period have to be poor in medical skills to come to a wild place like Lingnan?

Therefore, at this time, many Liao and Yi tribes in Lingnan believed in witch doctors, and the level of witch doctors, if you think about it, killed more people than saved them.

"Although the lower officials don't know the method of healing, they can think of a way together with Yuegong. There are also some simple preventive methods. If the Yuegong thinks it should be used, the lower officials can organize them into a book and hand them over to the Yuegong. .” As a child who grew up in the south, Sun Xiangfu has some common sense of the government propaganda of later generations.

Feng An was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately asked a few thin farmers with big bellies among the people to come forward.

"This is the most common belly disease in Lingnan, what can you do?"

"Pot belly?"

Sun Xiangfu recognized the symptoms of these people at a glance. This is the most common schistosomiasis in the south. In the 90s and 2s, the number of people suffering from schistosomiasis worldwide reached more than [-] million. Later, the government promoted a large-scale eradication of schistosomiasis , was gradually brought under control.

Sun Xiangfu was born in that era. When he was a child, he loved playing with water in summer and often went swimming in rivers. He also suffered from schistosomiasis and had to take a lot of pills every day. He hated those medicine bottles. Until now, he still roughly remembers There are some eye-catching labels on those medicine bottles. The main medicines seem to be Artemisia annua, Baiwei, soft-shelled turtle, Danshen, red medicine, etc. However, there were some people with strong health at that time, and the direct use of croton could also relieve the disease.

"There may be a cure for this disease, but it needs to be tested slowly."

Potbellar disease is terminally ill for people in this period. Even if there is a cure, it is a blessing in misfortune. Of course, in later generations, when schistosomiasis reaches the advanced stage, more people will die than live.

The three skinny farmers could roughly understand Chinese. When they heard the words, they knelt on the ground, and then their family members also knelt on the ground. Finally, the entire farmer knelt on the ground. , Sun Xiangfu was a little confused.

"If Zhengming can cure this disease, you will be the benefactor of hundreds of thousands of people in Lingnan. No matter what, you must do your best."

Hearing Sun Xiangfu said that it might be cured, Feng An's eyes immediately turned red. This disease of big belly is the number one evil that restricts the population of Lingnan from multiplying and expanding. Every year, at least thousands of people are killed by this disease. reached more than [-] percent of the total population.

"My lord, my lord, please save my father!" A little girl with braids soaring to the sky ran out of the crowd tearfully and pulled Sun Xiangfu's sleeve.

She is considered to be a relatively intelligent child among the barbarians. She usually listens to some passing Han people speaking Chinese in the city. After listening to a lot, she has learned the Chinese language herself.

"Everyone, please hurry up, this is impossible. Although I have some confidence, it still needs repeated experiments. Don't kneel to me, there are leeches on the ground..."

No matter what Sun Xiangfu yelled, many people refused to get up, and finally Feng An spoke, and everyone got up one after another.

"Little girl, what's your name, can you tell me who is your father?" Sun Xiangfu patted the little girl's head and said amiably.

"My name is A Yue. This is my father. Everyone calls him A Shan." The little girl pointed to a shriveled man with a big belly.

"What about your mother?" Sun Xiangfu wanted to find a woman from the crowd, but found that when he asked this question, the little girl's tears became more violent.

"My mother died of a big belly disease, and so did my brother. If my father dies again, I will have no relatives, woooooo..." Although the little girl is not very old, she also knows that she has a big belly. The sick person is going to die, and it shouldn't be long before her father will die too.

"Okay, I promise you, I will do my best to heal your father."

Sun Xiangfu patted the little girl's head to comfort him, then cupped his hands and said to Feng An, "Mr. Yue, please gather as many of these patients with pot belly as possible. After confirming the prescription, let people start testing the medicine. It may be dangerous, but there should always be some people who can be cured, so whoever tries the medicine first, please ask for their wishes."

Without even thinking about it, Feng An agreed, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to the old man. If you have any needs for medicinal materials, I will tell the old man to go up the mountain and go to the sea, and the old man will help you find them."

"So, let's split up!" Sun Xiangfu nodded, and without wasting time, he led his group to the city.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is also well versed in the principles of medicine. How can the poor monk be missed if your lord does this great compassionate thing." Xuanzang followed Sun Xingfu's footsteps and said a Buddha's name.

"Master, if this is the case, this matter may delay your journey to the west to learn scriptures." Sun Xiangfu said with embarrassment when he heard the words. He had promised Xuanzang to send him to Tianzhu.

"Hehehe, how can learning Buddhist scriptures be so important to all living beings like the Tang Dynasty?" Xuanzang said with a relieved smile.

"Pindao's Qihuang skill is not bad, it can help you." Li Chunfeng, who has been playing with pigeons for the past few days, also appeared on the other side of Sun Xiangfu.

Sun Xiangfu looked at the two people beside him, and said with a smile, "Hehe, at this moment, do you think that the religion you believe in is useful?"

The two were silent when they heard the words, until they returned to the city after walking the mountain road for an hour, they were still troubled by the questions raised by Sun Xiangfu.

The emergency medicines brought by Sun Xiangfu on the boat were not many, but there are medicine shops opened by Han people in Guangzhou city. They opened the shop here, not to sell medicine, but to collect some herbal medicine from Lingnan to sell in the Central Plains, so There are not many types, Feng An has sent a team of soldiers to the pharmacy at this time, and here, he has been forced to requisition.

"Damn it, I don't know Chinese medicine."

Seeing the cabinet full of things like tree roots, bark and dead grass, Sun Xiangfu almost beat his head. Although he is engaged in plant research, he really doesn't know a few kinds of herbs. Graphic and text identification.

"Well, master, do you know a Chinese medicine called Baiwei?"

Sun Xiangfu knew about the edible Artemisia annua, not to mention the soft-shelled turtle. There are at least three kinds of medicinal materials left. , there are often many different names, and the names in the south and the north are different. At this time, there is no "Compendium of Materia Medica" that explains the properties and pharmacology of the medicine in detail for comparison. Of course, even if there is, Sun Xiangfu doesn't understand it.

"Bai Wei?" Xuanzang was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Also, red sage root and red medicine." Sun Xiangfu also knew two kinds of edible artemisia annua and soft-shelled turtle, and the other three flavors, as well as medicines that he might have forgotten, so he didn't know.

"Chiyao Pindao knows that it is called Shaoyao in Chang'an." Li Chunfeng interjected.

"This white weed, could it be the weed grass mentioned in Shu?" Xuanzang thought for a while before guessing.

"Whether it is or not, I will try it as you said first. Do you know about Danshen? It is a kind of red root." Sun Xiangfu suddenly thought of the Danshen Baoxin tea he bought for his mother once, and asked the two.

"My lord, let's see if this is it." The shopkeeper of the pharmacy took out a wooden box, which contained dried red roots.

"Yes, this is it." Sun Xiangfu said happily when he saw the real thing.

In fact, Danshen is recorded in the Thousand Gold Prescription of Medicine King Sun Simiao, but at this time Sun Simiao should not have written the Thousand Gold Prescription.

Then, the next question comes, even if you have collected the required medicinal materials, how to mix them and how to use them? Only professional doctors can do this. Sun Xiangfu himself has never even fried traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child.

However, Xuanzang and Li Chunfeng said that they have a good understanding of medicine and Qihuang, they are not bragging. The serious monks and Taoist priests of this period all know some medicine, and they usually heal themselves when they get sick. Those who know the properties of the medicine should study it. Anyway, as long as they don't take too much of these medicines, they shouldn't kill people.

After making the list to Feng An, looking for these herbs has become the biggest thing in Lingnan now. Sun Xiangfu spent half the night thinking about it from memory in his guest room before writing down all the precautions he knew about preventing and treating schistosomiasis. come out.

Early the next morning, Sun Xiangfu was taken by Feng An to a concentration camp for patients with pot belly disease.

"Well, how come there are so many sick people?"

Sun Xiangfu looked at the hundreds of people in the barracks in surprise.

"These are the patients I collected in one day. There are at least thousands of patients in Lingnan. Moreover, if they die this year, there will be so many more next year." Feng An said with a serious expression.

Hearing this, Sun Xiangfu finally figured out why the population in Lingnan has not increased for so many years. With a population base of hundreds of thousands, there are at most [-] newborns every year. A single case of schistosomiasis will kill thousands of people a year. In addition to those who died from other causes, it is lucky to be able to barely maintain the population without decreasing.

"In addition to collecting medicines, we still need to slowly test them. Before that, I hope that Yue Gong can implement military control on these patients. In addition, let more patients with pot belly come to this concentration camp." Sun Xiangfu said , and handed Feng An what he had written last night.

"There are so many specialties in the treatment of this disease?"

Feng An saw the densely packed words on a few large pieces of paper, and suddenly his head was like a bucket. If he followed the words on the paper, he would have to do a lot of things. The simplest thing is to let everyone drink boiled water. It is forbidden to eat raw food, and all the feces should be buried deep or burned. This can only be done by the military organization, because in the hot weather in Lingnan, the people do not have the habit of cooking and eating, and generally eat more raw and cold food. .

Of course, Lingnan people themselves have summed up some safe eating habits, but in Sun Xiangfu's view, those are still unsafe, and there are also many requirements for clothing, water source treatment after patients wash, etc. The word "must" was added after each item, so Feng An had to treat it with caution.

(End of this chapter)