I have a portable farm

When he said this, the old man was even more embarrassed. Zhao Xinyu was right. Chicken plague has been around for thousands of years, but there is really no effective way to control chicken plague.

"Han Jun, go to the clinic to get some decoction, bring it over and give it to all the people who are looking after the poultry. In addition, notify the cadres in each village and ask them to go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to get the medicine, go back and brew it, and record it. Everyone who lives must take it.”

Han Jun was slightly startled, "What about this side?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly and said, "Let all those people outside leave. I will bear any responsibility. They can't cure it, but it doesn't mean that others can't cure it. In the future, if there is any disease among the poultry in the village, don't call me. Just call me directly. Even if I call them, they won't be able to cure it." Any use."

"Can you cure it?" The old man finally lost his composure, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

Zhao Xinyu glanced at him and said, "A doctor who doesn't even dare to contact patients directly, you can't be considered a real doctor at all. Please get out, we still have things to deal with here."

When Zhao Xinyu said this, the old man stiffened and his eyes dimmed. Although he was not a doctor, he was a veterinarian. As Zhao Xinyu said, even if he is a veterinarian, after an animal gets sick, he first puts on protective clothing. He doesn't even dare to get close to animals. He has lost his original intention as a healer.

He sighed, waved to a few people in the chicken coop, and went out lonely. Zhao Xinyu did not leave the meeting. He took out a dying chicken from a bag and held it in his hand for a closer look.

"Xinyu, there is someone outside asking you to go out."

Outside the chicken coop, a middle-aged man with a dry mouth nodded to Zhao Xinyu, "Zhao Xinyu, you can really prevent chicken plague."

Zhao Xinyu could also see that this person had a certain background, and he should be the leader this time. He smiled lightly, "Although there is no absolute certainty, there is at least a 70% hope, and I can guarantee that this chicken plague will definitely not transmitted to people."

After saying this, Zhao Xinyu looked at the people standing in the distance watching the excitement, "Don't look at it, everyone. This is not a good sight. Go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. There are free decoctions there. Just one pair will be enough." I guarantee you won’t be infected by the chicken plague. If you want to see it, come over after you drink it.”

When Zhao Xinyu said this, not only the people in the distance, but also those in charge of martial law became relaxed.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Xinyu and said, "It really works."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "It must work. Prevention requires one dose of decoction. If infected, at most three doses will cure the disease."

"That's great," the middle-aged man lost his voice.

After speaking, there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, "What about the chicken plague?"

"As I said just now, I'm 70% sure. I'll brew some potion first and I'll know in the afternoon."

There were a lot of media around the chicken coop, and Zhao Xinyu's words spread quickly, and the Internet began to heatedly discuss Zhao Xinyu's statement.

For many years, no effective treatment has been found for bird flu. The only way to prevent the spread is to dig holes and bury them deeply.

This method can indeed effectively control the spread of chicken plague, but it harms the interests of farmers. Anyone can watch the poultry they have worked so hard to raise being buried alive, so many times, they are thinking of various homespun methods. for treatment, which also led to large-scale outbreaks of avian influenza.

Everyone knows that Zhao Xinyu is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and his traditional Chinese medicine skills have reached the pinnacle. Now, medicines for liver cancer, diabetes, and drug addiction in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals are all developed by Zhao Xinyu.

However, many people think that no matter how skilled Zhao Xinyu is, he is still a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, not a veterinarian. He does this because he does not want to see the hundreds of thousands of poultry he has raised being processed. He is playing with fire by doing this.

But some people think that even though Zhao Xinyu is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he can find solutions to even terminal illnesses. The chicken plague has been around for thousands of years, so he must have found a way to prevent and cure it at that time.

People on the Internet have different opinions. The commercial street is already overcrowded. Not only the people in Xihanling, but also the people who have been in and out of Xihanling in the past few days have come to queue up.

They don't have to believe that Zhao Xinyu can prevent and cure chicken plague, but they believe that Zhao Xinyu can prevent people from being infected by chicken plague. After all, what a man with superb medical skills like him cherishes most is his own face, and he will never do anything that damages his reputation. .

While people were waiting in line, vehicles filled with Chinese herbal medicines drove into Xihanling. These vehicles were specially sent by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to transport Chinese medicinal herbs.

Also following the vehicle were some elderly people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. These elderly people were all members of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and each of them had a strong reputation in the traditional Chinese medicine community.

But this time they came here specifically to guide the brewing of medicinal herbs. They also had another task, which was to ensure that the prescription to prevent chicken plague did not spread.

Zhao Xinyu doesn't attach much importance to the prescription, but the Chinese Medicine Association knows that this prescription is worth a thousand dollars. Every year, chicken plague breaks out in many areas. There are decoctions to prevent chicken plague infection, but it is good news for areas where chicken plague breaks out.

When Chinese herbal medicine was delivered, Zhao Xinyu grabbed the medicine directly, started boiling the potion in front of the media's cameras, and gave it to Wang Hu and the three of them.

When some media saw Wang Hu and others taking it, someone asked Zhao Xinyu if they could also take a bowl.

Of course, Zhao Xinyu would not refuse these people. These people could provide him with free advertising. Many people could not afford to pay for them. Now that a bowl of decoction could allow them to report for him for free, why not do it.

While people were taking the decoction, Zhao Xinyu set up a large pot, and packages of herbs were poured into the large pot for free, and then a strong medicinal aroma filled the chicken coop.

After cooking, Zhao Xinyu grabbed the dying chickens from the chicken coop, opened their mouths and gave them some medicine.

With the help of villagers, hundreds of chickens that had been infected with chicken plague and could no longer stand up were given medicine. Now all the consequences fell on the sick chickens that had been injected with medicine.

In just half an hour, the dying chickens seemed to have some vitality, and the first few that had been given medicine even stood up unsteadily.

After seeing this scene, the people in front of the TV couldn't help but exclaimed, and more farmers suddenly saw hope.

Zhao Xinyu in the chicken coop saw the sick chickens standing up and starting to look for food, which made him feel relieved. He knew that his medicine had worked. "Han Jun, put these decoctions in the sink."

When Han Jun and others saw the dying chickens standing up, they were naturally excited. When they saw the medicine in the cauldron being put into buckets, they excitedly carried it to feed the poultry that were not yet sick.

Zhao Xinyu waited for all the potions to be poured out, and then he put the potions and boiled them again. Pots of pots of soup were continuously delivered to the chicken coop. In the end, they were even in the troughs specially used for drinking water for pheasants on the edge of the alfalfa field. The brewed medicine.

At noon, the sick chickens in the chicken coop, which were originally planned to be buried deeply, no longer looked like they did when they were sick. After they looked for food, they started fighting.

Seeing this scene, the heart of the middle-aged man who led the team slowly dropped. He knew that the chicken plague that made farmers despair might no longer be their nightmare in the future.

And the old man wearing protective clothing finally took off his protective clothing. When he saw the sick chickens jumping alive in the chicken coop, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Zhao Xinyu, you have done a great thing for poultry farmers. I wonder if I can come up with your formula."

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, "I can indeed come up with the prescription, but I will hand it over to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. In the future, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association will invest in special medicines to prevent chicken plague. One hundred poultry will need at most ten yuan of medicine to prevent chicken plague. If Unfortunately, if you are infected with chicken plague, one hundred poultry can be cured for only 17 or 18 yuan."

Zhao Xinyu said calmly, but the old man's expression changed. He did not expect that Zhao Xinyu would reject him in public. What he wanted was to get the formula so that they could earn a lot of money for research through the potion.

But he didn't want Zhao Xinyu to tell him the price directly, which made him very embarrassed.

The experts were embarrassed by what they had done, but the farmers and the people in front of the TV were excited. One hundred poultry could be prevented and cured of chicken plague for about ten yuan, and even if they were infected with chicken plague, it would only cost seventeen or eighty yuan. This cost almost nothing. Money is the same.

You must know that if one hundred chickens are infected with chicken plague, they will lose three to four thousand yuan, which is only about twenty yuan at most now. With these medicines, they don't need to worry about the outbreak of chicken plague at all.

They are even more grateful to Zhao Xinyu, but they know that even if they are vaccinated, a chicken only costs a few cents. Now the average of a hundred chickens is less than two cents, which is too cheap for them.

They also understood that Zhao Xinyu directly stated the price. This was all for their sake. He did not want anyone to make profits from the medicine he developed, so he handed it over to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

The people were excited, but countless poultry epidemic prevention manufacturers were extremely angry. If Zhao Xinyu really handed over the formula to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, it would be no less than a disaster for them.

And if this formula is in their hands, they dare to say that with this formula, they can make at least billions or even tens of billions in profit in a year.

They resented Zhao Xinyu for cutting off their financial resources, but they never thought that the price of a medicine that cost only a few cents would increase several times or even dozens of times when they sold it to farmers.

They only have profits in their eyes, but they ignore the feelings of the farmers. They hate Zhao Xinyu. At this moment, the farmers may not hate the chicken plague the most, but they, the manufacturers, who only have profits in their eyes. .