Fu Tang

Li Congjia felt that it was really irritating that an injury that was not a big deal at first was helpless due to the limitations of the times, and people could only rely on luck to decide whether they would survive.

Especially when the person who is wrestling with fate is a close friend.

Li Congjia didn't know much about Chinese herbal medicine, but Shi Qingsong would definitely not deceive his disciples, so he must have used anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicines. In this case, he still has a fever.

Wound infection needs to be disinfected. Alcohol is probably the easiest thing to get now. This is easy to handle, as long as there is a still. As for the acquisition of the still, Li Congjia aimed at the nearby Taoist temple. Distiller.

It’s just that it’s not enough to sterilize the wound. In addition to alcohol, western medicine that works quickly is also needed. Sometimes the traditional Chinese medicine takes effect too slowly, and the person dies before the effect is fully exerted.

Li Congjia remembered reading an interview back then, in which he asked a medical expert, if he was thrown on a deserted island, he could only bring a single medicine, what would he bring?

At that time, the expert replied that it was aspirin.

It is an exaggeration to say that aspirin is a universal medicine, antipyretic and analgesic, which can just correspond to the symptoms of Shangshi Xueting.

But with the current industrial conditions, it is impossible to make high-purity aspirin, but there is one thing that can replace aspirin, and that is salicylic acid.

Salicylic acid itself is the predecessor of aspirin, and its efficacy is almost the same, except that the side effects are stronger. However, compared with Xiaoming, probably everyone will choose to suffer a little side effects.

At this time, Li Congjia was very grateful that he used to enjoy Zhihu in his spare time. Otherwise, let alone making salicylic acid now, he probably would not have remembered such a thing.

Of course, the production of salicylic acid is also inseparable from one thing-alcohol.

Thinking of this, Li Congjia immediately said: "I have a way to get a blind medicine that may save lives, but it's a bit complicated."

Shi Qingsong said: "Amitabha, saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Please give me your advice from the village master."

Li Congjia directly grabbed a piece of paper, wrote all the things he needed on it, handed it to Shi Qingsong and said, "I want to get these in the shortest time."

After Shi Qingsong took it, he was slightly taken aback. Li Congjia asked for a still and rice wine, which just made people a little confused, but he also wanted a lot of willow bark, which made people unable to understand.

Li Congjia pretended not to see the doubts on Shi Qingsong's face, and just said: "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, everyone."

Shi Qingsong reckoned and felt that since he followed Li Congjia, although he didn't do many things, they were all reliable, and this time it shouldn't be a nonsense.

What's more, even if it is nonsense, it will not be worse than the current situation.

Everyone is taking action, and what Li Congjia has to do now is to write out what needs to be done next.

However, after writing it, Li Congjia discovered that perhaps salicylic acid is the most readily available drug under the existing conditions. The whole process is actually very simple. After obtaining the alcohol, he just boils the alcohol with the willow bark.

The question now is, since the purity is unknown, how much medicine is appropriate?

Shi Qingsong said that if Shi Xueting can't resist tonight, he will hang up tonight, so before that, he can only use alcohol to control his body temperature, and take a little medicine to see the reaction.

The monks acted very quickly, and they didn't know where they found a set of stills. To be honest, Li Congjia was most worried about getting the stills during the whole process.

I didn't expect this problem to be solved so quickly, but when the group of monks came back, everyone looked very embarrassed, making people wonder if they ran to the Taoist temple to rob.

Li Congjia didn't have time to care about what happened to them. He just planned to choose some people in the village to come and make distilled wine. There was no way, who told the monks not to drink alcohol. Li Congjia was worried that these monks would get drunk if they smelled alcohol.

They found the family members of the criminals in the village, and told them that if they did well, their sentences would be reduced. These family members immediately became extremely active. By this time, no one had chosen to challenge Li Congjia's authority.

When the first batch of alcohol came out, Li Congjia directly asked someone to disinfect Shi Xueting's wound and at the same time physically cool it down.

This time, he didn't need to come in person. After all, there are so many people, how could such a clumsy person like him be needed?

So Li Congjia changed from taking care of Shi Xueting himself to directing others to take care of Shi Xueting.

The cooling effect of alcohol is better than that of cold water. Shi Xueting's body temperature dropped slightly, but it was still slightly higher.

Even so, Shi Qingsong was also very happy and said: "If you can persist, you can get through it!"

Li Congjia was hesitant for a moment, the salicylic acid would probably be brewed soon, if Shi Xueting could survive, would he still need to take medicine?

After all, the side effects of salicylic acid are too large, vomiting, diarrhea, abdominal pain, and dyspnea may all occur.

Li Congjia discussed with Shi Qingsong, and Shi Qingsong couldn't help frowning after hearing that the reaction was so strong: "Looking at it this way, this medicine is quite poisonous."

Li Congjia had no choice but to say: "If you take heavy medicine in an extraordinary period, there is nothing you can do about it, but now..."

After Shi Qingsong stretched out his hand to help Shi Xueting diagnose the pulse, he made a decisive decision: "Use it."

Now that someone has made a decision, Li Congjia no longer struggles with it.

He originally wanted to carefully observe Shi Xueting's reaction after taking the medicine, but because Shi Xueting had been falling asleep, the monks drove him to rest.

Li Congjia was indeed very tired at this time. He had tossed around for a day and a half plus a night. Thanks to his young body and his good physical fitness during the run, otherwise he might not be able to survive.

When Li Congjia woke up, it was already Chen's hour. As soon as he woke up, Yun Niang, who was guarding outside the door, came in with two young gentlemen to help him wash, and brought a bowl of porridge and some side dishes.

Li Congjia was indeed hungry after sleeping for a long time, and asked while eating: "How is Master Xueting?"

Yun Niang said with joy, "The water and other medicine invented by the village master is indeed very useful. According to Master Shi Qingsong, Master Shi Xueting's body heat has been slightly relieved, and his pulse has also stabilized."

Li Congjia heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, but fortunately it was useful, and asked casually, "Then is he awake?"

"Not yet, so I don't know if there is any poisoning." Yunniang was quite worried when she said this.

Li Congjia nodded, and after eating in three or two bites, he raised his eyes and saw the two handsome young men looking at him eagerly, and couldn't help asking: "What are their names?"

Yunniang said: "One Goro and one Hachiro have no surnames. They are all orphans. You just need to give them a name."

Li Congjia was not in the mood to name them, so he simply said, "Chun Sheng, Autumn Harvest."

After spring birth and autumn harvest, Li Congjia got up and went to Shi Xueting's room with the two newly appointed servants.

At this time, Shi Congyun was guarding Shi Xueting's bedside, his head bit by bit looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Li Congjia laughed, pushed him awake and went to sleep.

Before leaving, Shi Congyun said: "Village Master, Master has said that he will not drink the prescription for now, for fear that the medicine will have an adverse effect."

Li Congjia nodded to show that he knew, and after Shi Congyun left, he asked Chunsheng to bring over the manuscripts, pens, inks, papers and inkstones in his room, and he prepared to write the manuscript while keeping watch.

When Chunsheng and Qiushou brought the things over, Li Congjia laughed straight at the cautious and awe-inspiring look. He grew up in modern times. Although he knew the awe of the ancients for knowledge and culture, he couldn't empathize with him.

He put the things away and took a look at the place where he left off last time, and said casually: "If you two do well, I will find someone to teach you how to read in the future."

After Chun Shengqiu listened to it, he was breathing heavily. In this era, literacy means getting ahead. Since then, he has a different life. Now that he has Li Congjia's promise, how can the two of them not be excited.

The two looked at each other and exchanged a look that they could only understand each other. Unfortunately, Li Congjia was busy with his "leaving letters" business and didn't pay attention at all.

During Li Congjia's vigil, Shi Xuehe and his brothers took turns to keep watch, but Li Congjia refused.

It's not that Li Congjia is so diligent, but that the peace of the entire village is now being guarded by these monks in turn, and there is a serious shortage of manpower.

Li Congjia didn't have that force value, so he naturally took over the task of taking care of the patients.

When Shi Xueting woke up, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Congjia's quiet appearance not far away while writing.

The dim light gave Li Congjia's face a hazy beauty. In a trance, Shi Xueting vaguely remembered Li Congjia's stunning appearance in women's clothing last time.

In the quiet night, the beautiful woman writes at the desk, such a picture is unbearable to break.

But if he doesn't break it, someone else will break it. Chunsheng Qiushou was worried that there would be no place to express himself. After seeing Shi Xueting's eyes slightly opened, Chunsheng immediately said: "Master is awake."

Li Congjia, who was writing, shook his hand and directly scrapped a piece of paper. Chunsheng suddenly turned pale with fright. To him, paper is not much worse than gold.

Fortunately, Li Congjia didn't care about it, walked over quickly and touched Shi Xueting's forehead and asked softly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Shi Xueting's body temperature was slightly higher than that of Li Congjia's. He was a little uncomfortable with the fever, but after feeling Li Congjia's hand was about to leave, he longed for that warm and cool touch.

It's a pity that Li Congjia didn't reach out his hand again, Shi Xueting's eyes were half closed, and he raised his hand with difficulty, Li Congjia quickly took his hand and asked, "What are you going to do?"

As soon as he finished asking, he felt a force to hold his hand, and Li Congjia, who was bending over to visit, fell directly on Shi Xueting's body.

In a hurry, Li Congjia put his hands on the side of the bed to keep him from pressing Shi Xueting's wound. As soon as he stabilized his figure, he felt an extra arm around his waist leading him to the bed.

Li Congjia: Is this... burnt out?