The domestic guard is a little sweet

Chapter 37 Penicillin

When Zhao Jin woke up leisurely, he was already lying on the familiar big mahogany bed, with Steward Liu and servant Sun He standing beside him, and the government doctor with all white hair was sitting beside him to check his pulse.

After all, Sun Hehui was young and had sharp eyes. Seeing that Zhao Jin had woken up, he immediately exclaimed in surprise: "Master! You have woken up, master, and you have frightened the slaves."

Zhao Jin frowned, feeling powerless, subconsciously asked Manager Liu beside him.

"What about the others?"

Manager Liu couldn't help sighing secretly, that person seemed to have really won the favor of the master, and the master would think of him first at such times.

"Back to the master, the slaves of the twelve sons are the masters. They are arranged in the Tingyu Building on the north side. They have been sent to the government doctor for diagnosis and treatment. After drinking the decoction, the son has martial arts skills and is in good health. Now the situation has eased, my lord. You still have to put your body first!"

"I'm fine." Zhao Jin felt as if a big stone had been crushed in his heart. The heavy Manager Liu didn't say anything. He didn't understand that there was no right medicine for this epidemic, so what if he took medicine.

Director Liu also hurriedly stood next to Zhao Jin with a worried face, wiggling his gray beard: "The prince is weak and lacks energy and blood, and now he is so angry that he was distracted for a while. He drank a few bowls of tranquilizers, but Live well."

"It's just a lack of energy for a while. I'm fine. I'm going to have a look." Zhao Jin waved off the brocade quilt on his body and wanted to get out of bed.

Director Liu, Sun He, and the government doctor knelt down on the ground, pleading repeatedly.

"Master! Please think twice, it's an epidemic. How could you be in danger with your precious body!"

Zhao Jin's eyes were slightly cold: "Get out of the way!"

Director Liu even let go of his old face, stepped forward and kneeled a few steps, and hugged Zhao Jin's thigh.

"Master, even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to take care of the people in our whole house. If something happens to you, Tian Yan will be furious, and no one in the whole house will survive! Then The young master went in and out with you, and suddenly fell ill, I'm afraid there is something wrong with it. Prince, you have to take care of yourself and take charge of the overall situation!!"

Director Liu said with tears in his eyes, Zhao Jin is the sky in the palace, if everyone's master gets sick, there will be good or bad, and the servants will be fine, I'm afraid the emperor and Empress Dowager Dong will blame them, the whole house, everyone who is out of breath They must all be buried for the prince.

Zhao Jin has no strength in his body at this moment, and he can't break away from Butler Liu's hand at all. His face is as cold as water, his handsome face is as pale as paper, and he quickly calms down.

"How long has this king been in a coma?"

Manager Liu stammered: "It's only been more than two hours to go back to the master."

Zhao Jin rubbed the aching brows, now his hands and feet were weak, he staggered two steps, sat back on the bedside and lowered his head to think, he stayed with An Twelve all day long a few days ago, only for the past few days to develop penicillin , Only then did they separate from time to time, I'm afraid someone would take this opportunity to play tricks on An Twelve.

There is no blood on Zhao Jin's light-colored thin lips, and his beautiful phoenix eyes are as cold as frost and snow.

"Come here! Check it out for me! All the items and food that enter the main courtyard in the palace will be handed over to anyone, but if someone gets sick during this period, please report to me one by one."

Manager Liu and his master were not there, he insisted on visiting, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Yes! The slave will go to investigate right now, master, don't worry, I promise to check everything for you."

Zhao Jin sat on the edge of the bed with a cold face, waved his hand and didn't say much.

Director Liu hurriedly winked at Sun He who was beside him, and said to the doctor with a worried face, "Please go and prescribe the tranquilizing medicine, and Sun He will go and fetch the medicine to see for himself, and bring it in when the person is ready."

"Yes." Sun He quickly took the order and left the room with the doctor.

Director Liu also quickly went out to investigate. The prince is like an active volcano at the moment, who dares to touch him, but after everyone left, Zhao Jin was the only one left in the room. After a moment of contemplation, he said softly: " Where are the guards on duty today?"

A man in black flashed out from the corner, kneeling in front of Zhao Jin.

"I have seen the master, and the subordinates are three."

Zhao Jin nodded, playing with the jasper beads in his hand with his plain fingers, his voice was slightly cold.

"To find out what happened?"

"Yes." The third party took the order and left.

Zhao Jin has been sitting on the ground expressionless. A few days ago, in order to reduce the chance of infection, all the servants and maids around him have left the main courtyard, except for the hidden guards. It is not difficult to investigate this matter.

Those who have received nine years of compulsory education know that the epidemic is highly contagious, and there is no suitable medicine now. Even if he went to Tingyulou, it would only increase the chance of infection. The most important thing now is to find available medicine.

penicillin!

Make sure to make penicillin!

Zhao Jin's heart clenched tightly, he grabbed the outer shirt next to him and put it on, and walked quickly to the small attic for the experiment.

Only one of the first three mediums succeeded, but this amount was far from enough.

This little bit of refined powder is no more than the size of a needle head.

The dark guard and Manager Liu came back to report one after another. Looking at the investigation report in his hand, Zhao Jin grabbed the paper in his palm, as if there were blazing fires burning in his eyes.

Scarlet!

He never thought that it was the original owner's personal palace lady.

In the memory of the original owner, the court lady was sent to him when she was 5 years old, and grew up with the original owner. When she was young, she also stole snacks and got boarded for the hungry original owner.

Moreover, the dark guard also found a package of medicine from Hongfei's room. After the examination by the government doctor, it was an addictive medicine called Xiaoyao San, similar to Wushi San.

This drug had caused great spread in the high society and court of the previous dynasty, and it had been explicitly banned by the ancestors of this dynasty.

Obtaining such medicine is definitely not something that a little maid like her can do.

Zhao Jin narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and sneered at the corner of his lips: "Can I ask who is behind the scenes?"

Mr. Liu knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripped down his forehead in big drops.

"The lord forgives the crime, but the servant sent someone to torture him, but Hong Fei refused to say anything."

Zhao Jin snorted coldly: "Give me 20 knives a day to cut her alive, don't let her die, this Xiaoyaosan is such a precious thing, let her take some every day, be sure to ask me who is the mastermind behind her. "

Manager Liu: "Yes!"

Zhao Jin looked at the dark guard who was kneeling on one side again, and ordered in a low voice: "You send someone to secretly investigate the channels of Xiaoyaosan in the capital. This king wants to know how many Xiaoyaosan in the capital were entered and exited by whom. In the mansion, who will enjoy it!"

Dark Three: "Yes!"

For the first time, Zhao Jin realized that this was no longer the peaceful world he lived in. If he wanted to protect himself, he could only hold on to the power in his hand.

But the most important thing now is to find a solution to the epidemic.

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Zhao Jin and a few servants worked day and night in this small bamboo building.

Without modern equipment and strict disinfection process, only three or four out of ten of each batch of penicillin are successful, which is pitifully small.

In the evening, he was very tired. Standing on the attic and looking into the distance, he saw the Tingyu Building on the north side, and a familiar figure stood on the second floor. The man was wearing a black coat. He was tall but had lost a lot of weight. , has always been a steady pace, but also a little faltering.

Zhao Jin's eyes suddenly became sour, and his palms were clasped tightly on the railing of the attic to prevent himself from making a sound.

Dark Twelve on the Tingyu Tower seemed to have noticed this too, his body shook slightly, he staggered two steps to the window, leaned his body out as hard as he could, opened and closed his mouth.

Judging by the shape of the lips, it should be the master.

The man was by my side a few days ago, warming his feet when he slept at night, persuading him to eat more to take care of his body, and using his internal energy to dredge his meridians every day.

Such a strong body was tortured to the point of emaciation by the epidemic.

Zhao Jin's heart seemed to have been pierced by a few steel needles, the pain was unbearable, he was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe, his eyes were sore and sore, tears blurred his vision, he quickly raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes indiscriminately. tears, tried to widen his eyes, moved the corners of his mouth, raised a smile, waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid!!! I'm here!!!"

An Twelve was stunned for a moment, and when he heard his call, he raised an arm with difficulty and waved it.

Like fools, the two looked at each other and waved their arms in the red glow of the evening. Zhao Jin tried his best to smile, even though he knew that the other party couldn't see.

But he smiled and smiled, and when he came back to his senses, his face was already full of tears.

The night was getting dark, and Zhao Jin turned around and went back to the house until he couldn't see each other clearly. His palms were clenched into fists, and he didn't feel pain when his nails pierced into the flesh.

Can't stop!

Soon, soon.

For several days in a row, more and more people were infected in the mansion.

Those who died were pulled by the guards in the city to burn the huge capital together, and they could always smell the smell of burnt meat.

And there are white banners everywhere in the capital, and the helpless cries of the people can often be heard.

Depression, panic!

It's like the rope that the god of death strangles people's necks, and it gets tighter and tighter, making people almost suffocate.

Zhao Jin sent people to make mildew with steamed buns, and used rice fragrance as a medium.

Only when he was extremely tired, in the evening when the sun was about to set, would he look at the small building where An Twelve was located from a distance.

The two just looked at each other from a distance for three or five days.

An Twelve's figure became thinner and thinner, and his steps became more and more faltering.

Zhao Jin didn't even dare to send someone to inquire about the situation.

Day and night for several days, Zhao Jinqingjun's face also had a little stubble, his face was exhausted, and his clothes were wrinkled. He didn't have the usual chic appearance. After refining this day, he finally get two coins

The size of the white powder, Zhao Jin was ecstatic.

Although this rough experiment produced a finished product, it has not been tested on animals or humans, and Zhao Jin dare not use it rashly.

After taking out a very small amount and letting the animals under load eat it, there is nothing wrong with it.Zhao Jin specially ordered someone to bring the medicine powder to test the medicine on a seriously ill person.

However, penicillin has the possibility of sensitization and loss of disease for some people, so we must be extremely cautious.

Zhao Jin really can't be like the ancient power class, who regard human life as trivial. He wants to explain the pros and cons to the patients and their families beforehand.

Some people heard that it was a new drug that had never been tried before, and they withdrew because of the risk of death.