Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"Mr. Cheng Ge, even if the carrion is removed, it will still grow back every few days... Battle wounds have always been difficult to heal. Whether you can survive it or not, you can only leave it to fate."

The doctor shook his head slightly, looking troubled.

In this era, the medical community has no understanding of microorganisms. They have no idea what causes rotten flesh, let alone what inflammation is.

Naturally, there is no way to deal with this kind of wound inflammation and infection.

"I've spent my whole life reporting to the country, and I'm a commoner at home. Why does God treat me like this?"

"Son, dad really doesn't want a white-haired person to give away a black-haired person!"

After the doctor left, Cheng Wei looked up to the sky and sighed, bursting into tears.

He was just such a son. If Cheng Dong really couldn't survive and passed away, then the Cheng family would really be facing an end.

"Mr. Ge, please don't worry. I came today to heal the young master's wounds."

Ning Fan took the opportunity to come over with his bottle at this time.

Because Cheng Wei was so concerned about his son, he even forgot that Ning Fan, the sixth prince, was still a guest.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the bottle in Ning Fan's hand: "Your Highness, what is in the bottle?"

"Strong liquor! The strongest liquor in the world!"

Ning Fan opened the cork of the bottle, and everyone immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"It's useless. The child used it in the early stages of the injury."

Cheng Wei said regretfully.

Ning Fan was not angry after hearing this. He smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Ge, does he know why your master's arm is repeatedly red, swollen and pus-filled?"

"Why?"

Cheng Wei looked confused.

In this era, it seems common for wounds to become infected, become red and pus, but no one has thought about the reason behind it.

"Actually, there are many tiny bugs in this world that we cannot see with the naked eye, which are as small as 10,000 times smaller than dust! Once a person is injured, these tiny bugs will attach to the wound and continue to eat the flesh and blood and infect the wound. That’s why the wound won’t heal.”

Ning Fan decided to give Mr. Cheng Ge a scientific literacy lesson.

"Is this possible? How can we prove the existence of such a small insect?"

As the chief minister of the cabinet, Cheng Wei naturally has a good mind and will not let Ning Fan fool him.

"Haha, do you have to see some things with your own eyes? For example, a hot iron rod is very hot. Do you have to touch it with your own hands to prove it?"

Ning Fan disagreed.

"However, someone has indeed seen this little bug with his own eyes! In a small overseas island country called Holland, tens of thousands of miles away from our country, there is a strange man named Leeuwenhoek. He used a transparent Using a magnifying glass, I discovered the existence of this tiny bug.”

Ning Fan felt that he had to make Cheng Wei believe in him first, otherwise he would not even have a chance to treat Cheng Dong.

"How can you prove it, Your Highness?"

Cheng Wei asked again.

After Ning Fan thought carefully, he turned to Cheng Wei and said, "Don't you know that Mr. Ge usually eats meat? Will raw meat rot after being left alone?"

"It only takes half a day when it's hot, and raw meat will rot."

Cheng Wei nodded.

"Actually, the rotting of raw meat and the rotting of your son's wounds are the same thing. They are all caused by those little bugs! If you want the raw meat to not rot, pickle it with salt. This will kill the little bugs and prevent him from eating the meat. rot."

Ning Fan gave an example.

After hearing Ning Fan's explanation, Cheng Wei felt that his world view was about to collapse.

"Your Highness, will the wound heal after killing the bugs in the wound?"

Cheng Wei said with some anticipation.

"Of course! But humans are alive, so naturally they cannot be pickled with salt! But with alcohol, you can easily kill those small bugs that are invisible to the naked eye."

Ning Fan took out the alcohol and waved it in front of Cheng Wei's eyes.

"Alcohol? Is it just concentrated wine? How did your highness do it?"

Cheng Wei looked curious.

As expected of the current court elder, Ning Fan casually mentioned the brand-new word alcohol, and Cheng Wei actually guessed that it was made from concentrated alcohol.

"Ge Lao is really a god! This alcohol is indeed concentrated from ordinary wine after evaporating the water in it! It has a very good killing effect on microorganisms and bugs, and can prevent wounds from becoming inflamed and rotten. There will be no pus.”

Ning Fan said.

"I think His Highness has good intentions. It must have taken some effort to make these alcohols, right? I just don't know where Your Highness heard these strange things?"

Cheng Wei couldn't help but ask again.

"I, Dakang, have many overseas barbarians. These people come from all corners of the world. If Mr. Ge has the patience to communicate with them, he will naturally hear many strange stories from the world."

Ning Fan smiled lightly.

Now Cheng Wei no longer had any doubts. He seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said: "I don't think your highness would come here specifically to harm my son. He would do everything with enthusiasm! So, your highness, you can do whatever you want, even if you can't cure him." My son, I, Cheng Wei, don’t dare to complain at all.”

Ning Fan also didn't expect that Cheng Wei would trust him so much.

He nodded towards Cheng Wei, and then came to Cheng Dong with the alcohol: "Mr. Cheng, if this alcohol is spilled on the wound, it will cause severe pain. You must hold it back for a while."

"Your Highness, please do it. I, Cheng Dong, am also a hero who fought against the Huns in the frontier. I have already taken life and death lightly! Just come..."

Although Cheng Dong's face was sallow from the pain, his spirit and will were still strong.

Ning Fan expressed his admiration, then took off the gauze and poured the liquor directly on top.

"what……"

The violent screams resounded through the sky.

Cheng Dong's face was twisted in pain, and his whole body was trembling.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, remained unmoved and continued to rinse with alcohol.

After a while, Ning Fan stopped when he saw that the flesh and blood on the surface of the wound had almost been washed away and turned white.

At this time, Cheng Dong was sweating profusely from pain and almost passed out.

Ning Fan looked at Cheng Dong, who was lying panting and sweating profusely, with some sympathy. The feeling of rubbing alcohol on the wound was no less than spreading salt directly.

But there is no way. There are no antibiotics in this era, so we can only use this method.

"Mr. Cheng Ge, I put this alcohol here, at least twice a day! But after today, the fever should no longer occur. Drink more water and eat more meat, and it should heal soon."

Ning Fan gave instructions before leaving.

When parting, Cheng Wei sent it out.

Although he didn't know whether Ning Fan's alcohol could save his son, Cheng Wei was grateful to Ning Fan.

At least the fact that a noble prince came all the way to his own home and personally gave his son medicine was touching enough.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, the cabinet has already discussed this matter regarding General Xiao! I believe that General Xiao not only has no fault, but also has merit!"

Cheng Wei said.

Ning Fan didn't expect that his visit would have such a big impact, so he breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Cheng Ge, you are upright and upright, taking the world as your own responsibility, you are indeed a role model for our generation!"

Cheng Wei was so confused by Ning Fan's words of praise that he was still stunned for a long time.