The domestic guard is a little sweet

Chapter 36

For several days in a row, there was a sour smell of cooking vinegar everywhere in the palace, and the epidemic outside became more and more serious.

In a prefecture near the capital, six counties suffered from rainwater, and epidemics occurred to varying degrees.

More and more infected patients appeared, and the emperor and Empress Dowager Dong also avoided the epidemic and went out of the palace to live temporarily in another palace on the outskirts of Beijing.

The emperor ordered the Tai Hospital to treat the people in the city with all its strength, and announced to the world that if anyone found a cure for the epidemic, it would reward thousands of households.

However, the number of cases is increasing, and many infected people in the surrounding areas have fled to the capital, hoping to receive treatment. When the number of infected people exceeds a thousand, the Jingzhao Yin Yamen has no choice but to order the closure of the capital's import and export.

All the places where patients appeared were guarded by officers and soldiers, and it was strictly forbidden to go out and walk around, and all patients with symptoms were taken to Min'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

The Tai Hospital, together with doctors of all sizes in Beijing and China, discussed prescriptions and tried diagnosis and treatment.

But with a few ordinary anti-epidemic prescriptions, the symptoms did not relieve, but worsened. The patient's intensified vomiting, diarrhea, dehydration, and rapid death also made the imperial doctors clueless.

Those who died due to the epidemic, burned their bodies and buried them on the spot. You must know that in ancient times, people paid attention to being buried in the ground, and even the most treacherous and evil people were rarely cremated.

The family who lost their loved ones did not understand and clashed with officers and soldiers several times.

The whole capital city is like a tight string, the streets no longer have the frolic and prosperity of the past, except for the guards patrolling along the street, there are only some beggars who have no fixed place to cower in the corner and rarely move around.

White flags were hung everywhere in the capital, and there were crowds crying from time to time.

And the servant who got sick at the beginning has gone away with medicine and food, and unfortunately, several servants who shared the same room with the servant in the mansion also fell ill one after another, and the palace was completely cleared out, and the servant was not allowed to move around.

And the guards of the capital stood on both sides of the street with sharp weapons in their hands, prohibiting the people in the palace from going out.

Jingzhao Fu Yin originally wanted Zhao Jin to go out of Beijing overnight to avoid the epidemic, but he refused.

Some servants and maidservants who were frightened packed up their belongings and wanted to escape overnight. After they were discovered, Zhao Jin punished them severely.

He didn't run away at the moment, it wasn't his mother, now there are sick people everywhere in the capital, it would be dead to go out rashly at this moment.

Zhao Jin even ordered that everyone in the palace should wear face masks and disinfect them with lime cooking vinegar every day.

The items used by the patients must be incinerated and buried on the spot, and must not be circulated in the hospital.

All of a sudden, the whole palace was in panic.

Zhao Jin frowned, and walked around the room, feeling very anxious.

What can I do, what can I do... to solve the epidemic quickly.

At this moment, Zhao Jin wished that he didn't study medicine.

An Shier came in with the food box, seeing Zhao Jin snatching it from the house, he felt a little worried.

The master has a poor appetite today, and he didn't eat well for several meals.

"Master's dinner is here, please eat as much as you like."

"Hey, let's sit down and eat together. I don't have any appetite." Zhao Jin sat across the table, poking the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, a little absent-minded.

Thinking of changing the subject, An Twelve said a little boldly: "The rain soaked some rice noodles, and now they are all moldy. These precious rice noodles can only be used to feed livestock."

After finishing speaking, An Twelve clenched his fist, and secretly scolded himself for telling such filthy things to his master.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jin's eyes lit up when he heard his words, and his voice rose instantly.

"get mouldy?!"

An Twelve didn't understand, so he nodded: "Yes, not only some of the steamed buns inside are already moldy."

"It's great!" Zhao Jin tapped the palm of his right hand heavily with his left hand, held An Shier's face, and kissed him on the lips: "Twelve, you are simply my lucky star!"

Isn't mildew an antibiotic?

That's penicillin! ! !

Zhao Jin suddenly remembered that he used to watch small videos and watched the ancient method of making penicillin.

Now that Zhao Jin thought of a method, he wanted to try it out quickly, dragging An Twelve and rushing to the back kitchen.

"Master, alas! Be careful, be careful where you step!"

The two of them came to the back kitchen like a gust of wind, but the manager of the back kitchen was taken aback.

When everyone learned that Zhao Jin wanted those moldy things, all the serving eunuchs in the back kitchen were also confused.

As if looking at a treasure, Zhao Jin collected the steamed buns and rice that were covered with green mold, and purposely found a secluded and unoccupied house in the palace, and ordered someone to prepare it.People grind rice and yam into powder, mix it into a bowl of soup, then scrape off the penicillium on the steamed buns, put them in a small bowl, then use a thick cloth to tightly rub a few small holes, and filter it with cotton.

Finally, put three times the amount of rapeseed oil in the crock, scrape off the upper layer of grease with a small spoon, leaving only the remaining clear liquid, put the toner into it to absorb the water, wash it with clean water, and take the clear liquid Put them into different small bowls.

Zhao Jin stood beside him directing. After completing these steps, An Twelve was sweating from his work. He looked at the three small white porcelain bowls with hope.

"If it succeeds, this epidemic will be saved."

Dark Twelve's pupils shrank, and he managed not to drop the small bowls in his hand on the ground. Fortunately, he was a martial artist with a steady hand, so he tied the small bowls tightly with cotton cloth and placed them in a cool place.

"Master, do you think these small bowls of soup can cure the epidemic?"

Zhao Jin tugged at the hem of An Twelve's clothes, asked him to wash his hands in the copper basin, and smiled mysteriously.

"Don't underestimate it, this is the crystallization of wisdom for thousands of years."

Simply this time, we got a lot of moldy food. There was no disinfection equipment in ancient times, so we had to experiment many times.

Zhao Jin found a few servants in the mansion who had signed a death contract, and stayed in this room to make culture medium for him.

During the days of the palace, more and more patients appeared one after another.

A rough envoy in the outer court, and a small purchasing official in the palace.

More and more sick people were imprisoned in the West Courtyard, and the pungent smell of burning corpses could be heard from time to time. The entire palace was shrouded in a cloud of darkness, and the epidemic seemed to be a shackle around everyone's necks.

On this day, Hong Fei came to the main courtyard with her newly made clothes and purse, but was stopped by An Twelve.

"Miss Hongfei, please go back, the epidemic is serious, and no one else is allowed to enter the main courtyard."

"This is the new clothes for this season that the case made for the prince." Hongfei's fingers trembled.

Dark Twelve expressionless: "Please go back, I will hand over the clothes for you."

Hong Fei bit her lower lip unwillingly, glanced at Dark Twelve resentfully, handed him the clothes, and said coldly: "Now you claim to be a celebrity by your lord's side, a majestic man subduing others, heh!"

After finishing speaking, Hong Fei turned around and strode away from the main courtyard.

An Twelve shook his head for a moment, clenched his right hand into a fist, and then realized that the clothes in his hand belonged to the prince. Seeing the wrinkles on the snow-white clothes, the silk clothes were delicate, and the wrinkles were difficult to smooth out. He felt annoyed, Packing up these clothes, I thought about going to the sewing room after a while, and told the sewing manager to make a few more sets.

For several days in a row, one of the first three petri dishes succeeded. Zhao Jin was overjoyed, and he was busy with making penicillin, and suddenly found that An Twelve hadn't followed him for a long time.

He frowned and looked at Butler Liu who was following him.

"Where is Dark Twelve? What have you been up to these days? Why didn't you see him when he came to Grandpa?"

"This... this..." Mr. Liu's voice also stuttered.

Zhao Jin immediately realized the matter.

Zhao Jin frowned, put away the smile on his face, and said in a dignified voice, "What are you talking about!"

Manager Liu knelt down on the ground with a thud, his face was bloodless: "Return...to the master, that young master is... infected with the epidemic, and has a high...high fever that will not go away."

Zhao Jin only felt his eyes go dark, and the world spun in an instant.

Manager Liu was so frightened that his face paled, and he hurried forward to pick him up, "My lord! My lord!!!"

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