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Plague is a kind of plague in ancient China. Because the dead are black all over, it is also called the Black Death in the West.

Although China does not kill cats, nor does it prevent people from bathing, the plague has occurred repeatedly in Chinese history. It is said that Zhu Yuanzhang's family died of the plague.In fact, humans have not really eliminated this germ. The plague gradually disappeared after modern people invented mass-produced soap.

This sounds very easy, after all, it is just a bar of soap, but the problem is that before the industrial revolution, soap was a luxury.

The main component of soap is sodium fatty acid, which is basically saponified from fat (vegetable oil or animal oil) (Note 1), that is to say, soap needs oil, whether lard or olive oil, as long as you have oil, then follow Just mix plant ash, and you will have the most primitive soap.

However, easier said than done, the problem is that in this day and age, there is not so much oil at all!

In modern times, the development of synthetic chemistry and petrochemicals has provided cheap chemical raw materials for detergents, but in ancient times, they could only rely on pure natural and pollution-free oils... Mo Dou still remembers that when the real supplies became tense, they were also used directly Human oil... For example, Jews were the raw material for German soap during World War II...

For every bar of soap used, a Jew disappears, no buying and selling, no killing...

what the hell!

Mo Dou threw away all the messy things in his mind and tried to shift his attention to the patient. The top priority now is to be grateful for the cure or delay the patient, so that he can meet Ying Zheng and implement epidemic prevention measures.

Plague is generally divided into three types: bubonic plague, pneumonic plague, and septicemic plague. First, he needs to figure out which type of plague this time is.

Mo Dou touched the patient's head with a homemade mask and gloves, it was very hot: "How many times have they drank water?"

Uncle Niu, who had always been calm, was trembling at the moment: "Ah Tu drank five times of water in one morning, and his wife drank three times yesterday, and today...today is about to die..."

Ah Tu is an ordinary craftsman in the workshop. It is reasonable to say that there will be no problems under the management of Mo Dou, but his wife accidentally contracted the disease outside.

Now the clinic is full of people, and even if he has money, he can't afford to hire a doctor and buy medicine. In desperation, Ah Tu can only bring his wife to the workshop to ask for help, but he also falls ill.

Mo Dou frowned, and carefully opened Ah Tu's tongue, the tongue coating turned yellow.

"They may be coughing up blood."

"Coughing up blood...no...probably not," Mo Dou's words directly frightened Uncle Niu, "Master, how about... just forget it..."

If it is said that Uncle Niu has no sympathy, that is not true. He also hopes that Ah Tu will get better, but it is impossible to say that he has no resentment towards Ah Tu. difficulties, but there will always be complaints.Especially after seeing Ah Tu being infected by his wife, he was even more frightened to the extreme.

Not only Uncle Niu, but even some people in the workshop were clamoring to throw the Atu couple out.

Mo Dou shook his head, he was still hoping to cure him: "Let's go out first."

Change the clothes on his body, and then wash his body carefully with the waste water soaked in mugwort leaves, to make sure that there are no messy fleas and bugs on his body, Mo Dou breathed a sigh of relief, and then entered the isolation room that was just vacated, and now he People who have been in contact with patients should also be quarantined.

Mo Dou turned over the bamboo slips, and wrote down all the appearances he had seen of the patient just now, feeling a little certain in his heart.

Chills, high fever, swollen lymph nodes, red face, thirsty to drink, or even blurred consciousness, yellow fur, and rapid pulse. These are all symptoms of bubonic plague. Although he didn't find out what medicine to use on Baidu Encyclopedia, Instead, I found prescriptions in the interactive encyclopedia: 10 grams of Scutellaria baicalensis, 10 grams of Coptis chinensis, 30 grams of Banlangen, 18 grams of Forsythia, 15 grams of Yuanshen, 60 grams of raw gypsum (decocted first), 10 grams of Anemarrhena, 10 grams of mint, 15 grams of peony, 10 grams of Fritillaria, 15 grams of Prunella vulgaris, 30 grams of raw land, 10 grams of puffballs, and 6 grams of raw licorice. (Note 2)

So the question now is how to take this prescription.

Mo Dou only has experience in taking capsules, as for traditional Chinese medicine... probably three times a day... right?Also, he seems to have seen three bowls of water boiled into one bowl of water in TV dramas, can anyone tell him if it can be applied?

and many more.

Mo Dou suddenly thought of one thing, he might not have any medicine!

Although he stored some medicinal materials before the plague, there was a huge problem. At that time, he bought whatever he saw, regardless of the type. He didn’t know anyway, so now Mo Dou is not sure if there are any in his warehouse. these herbs.

What if it is possible?

Mo Dou was in a bit of a hurry, and while he googled what each medicinal material looked like, he ordered: "Shan, quickly go and get a copy of each of the medicines I bought a few days ago."

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he realized that now he was in isolation, relying on bamboo slips to communicate with the outside world.

So he hurriedly searched for the blank bamboo slips and wanted to write, and then accidentally overturned all the bamboo slips piled up on the table.

"Fuck!"

Under the pressure of the past few days, Mo Dou finally couldn't help swearing swear words, and then he felt his mood calmed down a little, and then he heard the voice he had been thinking about lately.

"Dou was swearing just now? I haven't seen you for a long time, and Dou's temper is good."

Ying Zheng?Why is he here?Do you want to die? !

Mo Dou felt that he might have to curse again, but luckily, he held back anyway.

"How can the king leave the palace without authorization? The plague is rampant outside, the king should go back quickly."

Although Mo Dou has a lot to say to Ying Zheng, the premise is that both of them have a good discussion in a safe place. At this moment, they are only one yard away from the patient, and the plague can be transmitted through the respiratory tract. He has just talked to the patient. Contact, how dangerous it is to think!

Ying Zheng, who was facing him, didn't realize he was in a dangerous situation at all. He casually found a seat and sat down, feeling a little tired: "There are also people in the palace who are sick, and it's the same inside and outside the palace."

Mo Dou was suffocating for breath. To be honest, the environment in the palace is closed, maybe it is not as safe as outside the palace.

"Uncle spent a lot of money to hire a lot of famous doctors, but there were few results. Some people in the army were also infected with the disease, but fortunately, the army that just left for the war was clean," Ying Zheng said lightly, as if he was stating an ordinary matter. , but Mo Dou knew that this was a sign that Ying Zheng had been forced to powerlessness, "I ask you, if the expeditionary army eats the food in Xianyang City at this moment, will they be infected with the disease?"

Mo Dou nodded slightly, the plague can also be transmitted through the digestive tract.

Ying Zheng saw Mo Dou nodding, but there was no surprise or disappointment in his application, he just continued to ask indifferently: "The fire will be clean, right?"

Mo Dou continued to nod.

"The widow is thinking, if it can't be cured, it will all be burned."

Mo Dou suddenly raised his head, Ying Zheng still looked downplaying, and said frankly: "It should be true."

Indeed, this is the best way when there is no other way. Taking advantage of the small scale of the plague, simply burn it all. If there is no Baidu, Mo Dou will even agree with this approach... What Mo Dou is afraid of is this In the future, Yingzheng's way of dealing with things, if Yingzheng encounters such a situation that can be resolved in a moment of cruelty, will he directly choose the most violent and straightforward method to deal with everything?

Just like burning the plague now, he will choose to burn books and bury scholars later. Although he has ensured the implementation of the New Deal, he still has buried troubles. Just like the plague, its cause is still there, and it is only waiting for one day to break out again. People would still be as bewildered then as they are now.

"The widow just heard that Dou wants to get medicinal materials outside?"

Ying Zheng's words interrupted Mo Dou, who was thinking about history, Mo Dou was stunned for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."

"I didn't expect Dou to be proficient in medicine." Hearing Ying Zheng's teasing, Mo Dou's ears turned red, and Ying Zheng also smiled, but immediately returned to the topic: "Dou have a cure for this disease?"