Fall In Love with the Technology Tree - Chapter 136

    Xi Zhicai’s family is extremely simple. No parents, no children, no servants, just husband and wife. A simple courtyard is built next to Cao’s Mansion in Juancheng. There is a big willow tree in the courtyard, which is Xi Zhicai’s home.

    “The great doctor, my lord.” Xi Zhicai’s wife, Mrs. Mao, bowed down and saluted. She was originally only medium-looking, but now she is described as haggard.

    The doctor had recovered some consciousness at this time, and returned the salute: “Mrs. An, this is Duke Cao Zhonghua, come to see Mr. Xi’s condition.”

    Mao stepped aside a little numbly: “Excuse me, please.”

    A Sheng did not speak, and went straight around the screen to the couch. Xi Zhicai was a young man with sunken cheeks, coughing softly on the couch, as if leaking air. There were several handkerchiefs soaked in the basin beside the couch, all covered with bloodstains.

    Traditional Chinese medicine looks, hears, asks, and cuts, and pulse cutting is only one of the auxiliary, but the most important thing is “asking”.

    When Ah Sheng felt the pulse, rolled his eyelids, looked at the tongue coating and checked his nails, the doctor knelt by the couch and answered. “When Mr. Xi arrived in Shanyang, he had a history of illness for several years. At that time, Lou Chong prepared honey, almond and loquat soup. But in Yanzhou, where to find honey? At the same time, the loquat fruit was also eaten by the victims. So it was changed to Fritillaria almond. The Fritillaria in Yulin is the best, close to Chuanbei, but how can this kind of medicine be delivered to Yanzhou? Only use Qin Bei replaces him.”

    “When Lou Chong happened, Shanyang was in chaos. Mr. Xi worked for a month to calm down Shanyang, and he vomited blood when he came back. It is symptomatic: pig lungs, black beans, honey, **** juice, lily, sweet-scented osmanthus… The ups and downs have also been delayed for a year. Three months ago, there was sand, and suddenly the condition worsened, and it is like this today.”

    A Sheng took his pulse and signaled his maid, Chuan Tan, to open the first layer of the medicine box and took out a metal and rubber stethoscope. After listening up and down in Xi Zhicai’s lungs, she let out a long breath.

    A Sheng covered the quilt for Xi Zhicai. “The good news is that the lungs are not damaged, so there is no need to open the chest and cut the lungs, it is half life.”

    Cao Cao: …my sister is still so scary.

    Before everyone could recover from the shock of “cutting the lungs”, Ah Sheng had already opened the second floor of the medicine cabinet, and he took out less than one piece from the space at the moment of opening the hidden compartment. A milliliter of penicillin skin test drug hit Xi Zhicai’s skinny arm.

    The skin test medicine needs to be prepared and stored at low temperature. This condition was really not available at the end of the Han Dynasty. She usually prepared it and put it in the space for emergency needs. As a strictly controlled drug, the mainstream use of penicillin at this time is intramuscular injection in patients with severe purulent wounds. There is not so much attention on the battlefield, and one needle is left to fate.

    Skin test and infusion are really the first time in this world.

    While waiting for the results of the skin test, Mr. Mao brought a bowl of pear soup and fed it to Xi Zhi. Xi Zhicai’s consciousness was already blurred.

    Xun Yu and Guo Jia couldn’t bear it, while Chen Gong continued to glare at the doctor.

    “Brother, don’t blame them. As the saying goes, medicine is three-fold poison, how can there be a thousand and one good magic medicine in this world? Good medicine is often very toxic. Deviation is life-threatening. Using a lot of white powder, don’t think she said it lightly, but no one dares to use it except me.”

    Cao Cao stepped on his feet: “Asheng is naturally a hundred times better than them. Can Zhicai be cured or not?”

    A Sheng looked at the wound of the eyelid test: “Xi Zhi is lucky, I hope this kind of luck can continue – Brother A, help me bring a few cases here.”

    “Okay.” As if alive, Cao Cao moved the bookcase outside to Ah Sheng himself, and attached a seat, so he almost didn’t give her a shoulder massage.

    Asheng wiped several cases clean with an alcohol cloth, and then opened the third layer of the medicine box, small scales, penicillin powder, syringes, bags of physiological saline… All the same, take them out and put them away, and start the dispensing work .

    The room was eerily quiet, except for the “tuk-tuk” of the penicillin vial on the desk, and the occasional metal crunch caused by the imbalance of the small balance. A dozen pairs of eyes watched Cao Sheng’s movements, filled with awe for the unknown.

      Come out and put it into the salt water, even if the preparation is successful. Only the dosage is strict and there should be no residue, so the balance should be used. These syringes have been discarded, if you like, you can play with it. “

    Everyone in Cao Ying quickly resigned, saying that they dare not test Cao Sheng’s unique skills. Only Guo Jia gave her a big gift and said, “Your honor, I dare not say no.” Then he picked up the syringe and played with it. What a smart person he is, he figured out the working principle of the syringe in two strokes, with a stunned expression on his face.

    On the other hand, Ah Sheng has used extremely fast techniques to complete multiple processes of “tying the wrist, finding the vein, pricking the needle, unbinding, fixing the needle, and adjusting the infusion speed”, leaving a Chen Gong He held up the transparent plastic soft bag as a human-shaped shelf, and his hands were shaking.

    “This is the first time I’ve given medicine, so I’ll stay outside.” Ah Sheng said to Mrs Mao in a pleasant manner, “If your husband has any discomfort, be sure to tell me immediately. The potion in the medicine is almost finished, and you have to call me to get the needle.”

    Mao knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. “Benevolence is great, the concubine has nothing to repay.”

    Asheng turned his head and smiled at Chen Gong again: “This warrior, Xi Zhicai’s life is left to you. If you fall, then…”

    Chen Gong’s body became stiffer, as if he was holding a pack of explosives.

    Who told you to draw a sword against my people? Arm strength so good? Then hold it. Ah Sheng turned his head and dispersed Cao Cao and the others without any guilt. “The food has to be distributed and the official business has to be handled. Brother, how can you be so idle?”

    The crowd dispersed.

     Brother Xiahou, who was afraid of being caught and beaten by his second brother, slipped the fastest.

    The sunset on this day is as pale as rouge water, like a watercolor painting. The huge grain boat going upstream is a wonderful scenery of mountains and seas emerging from the painting, bringing hope to the two states of Yan and Qing who are in sorrow.

    When Xi Zhicai woke up again, it was three days later. Chen Gong was relieved, Dian Wei was standing at the bedside carrying the infusion bag for him, and Guo Jia went back and forth around the infusion device.

    “Zhicai, are you awake? I looked at it for a long time, but I didn’t see what material it was.”

    Xi Zhicai was confused and still had some impressions. At this time, he flipped through his memory and said slowly: “Cao Zhonghua had anecdotes when he was young, I’m afraid it’s not entirely groundless.”

    “Hey, I didn’t hear you coughing.” Guo Jia was overjoyed, and before he finished, Xi Zhicai “cough cough” twice and spit out a mouthful of purulent phlegm.

    Guo Jia: “It’s a good thing to stop coughing up blood.” He was on guard, afraid that Xi Zhicai would immediately spit blood and hit him in the face.

    Xi Zhicai couldn’t hold back, snorted and coughed again. Mr. Mao trotted in quickly, feeding Xi Zhicai with honey and pear soup, and at the same time glaring at Guo Jia fiercely.

    Guo Jia touched her nose, yes, she was disliked again.

    He left Xi Zhicai’s bedroom and went to the wing next door. Before entering the door, I saw a person kneeling in the yard.

    It was Cheng Yu, **** and tied with thorns. The so-called guilt is just like this, and it is also a tradition left over from ancient times.

    It’s tragic. Guo Jia tutted twice in his heart. Thirty shiploads of grain from Liaodong had to be put into storage and distributed to various places. Cheng Yu had been busy for three days without touching the ground, and his eyes were still blue. As a result, the first thing I did after my work was not to go home and sleep, but to force myself to plead guilty.

    “Zhonghua Gongmingjian. In the four battles of Yanzhou, Yuan Shao controls the false emperor in the north, Yuan Shu stands on his own, in the west is harassed by bandits, and Tao Qian in the east robs Taishan County. I also I know that the people who have been affected by the disasters have been suffering for years, but if the lord cannot maintain his military equipment, the whole territory will be a fat sheep without the protection of the fence, and it will be eaten up by the wolves around.

    “I have little knowledge, and there is no way to increase the production of fields and acres in drought. I only know that in troubled times, force is the foundation of the Lord’s foothold. It makes no sense that the soldiers on the front line will starve to death, but there are three people in the family. It is my responsibility to transport food and grass for the army. If Duke Zhonghua thinks that I have done something wrong, I will take my head and hang it on the city gate.”

    Guo Jia touched her little conscience and felt that she still had to plead for Cheng Yu. He didn’t think Cheng Yu was wrong at all.

    Push the door and enter the house, the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus blows. Cao Sheng sat beside the clear window to check the map, soft and quiet like a white jade statue. Behind her, there were two rows of people kneeling densely. They were all medical officers and teachers from various places. And Cao Cao, who was sitting next to the small stove and making sweet-scented osmanthus tea, made his gestures more alive.

    “Dongwuyang, Dongjun?” Cao Sheng asked without looking up, still holding a pen in his right hand.

    One of the young people kneeling behind answered: “Dongwuyang is close to the big river and should not be short of water. Unavailable.”

    Cao Sheng never stopped. “Chengxian? I heard that you have been staying in Juancheng for half a year?”

    “Chengxian County has many mountains and roads are difficult to navigate. Bandits in the mountains collude with Xuzhou, and there are many harassments. We will lead thousands of Shunmin and move to Juancheng to settle fields. Chengxian medical hall will be abandoned before it is built. , subordinates ashamed.”

    “It’s the same border, but Fan Ming and Jiang Rong in the southern part of Jiyin have done a good job.” Ah Sheng said lightly.

    Someone was immediately dissatisfied: “Senior Brother Fan is accepting the children of the big clan to enroll. That’s why he has a good reputation.”

    This is interesting. Ah Sheng changed a wolf’s hair, dipped in the color of azurite, and continued to write and draw on the map. “If you want a place where there are no children of the big clan, stay in the South Island. Jiaozhou still has the Shi family, and Liaodong has the Gongsun family and the Tian family.”

    “Hahaha.” Cao Cao couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud. While smiling, he poured a bowl of tea from the pot.

    Young people are in a hurry. “My lord…”

    “What is the basis of the state’s control?”

    “Population, land.” More than a dozen people were wronged.

    A Sheng’s voice was light, as if chatting. “The population of the big family is also the population, and the land of the big family is also the land. You are the branches and leaves of the country, and it is your job to win the population and land from the big family, no matter what means. People are coming to your door, don’t you want it? This is a beast of a flood? This is a resource, little fools.”

    A Sheng changed to a small pen dipped in cinnabar. “Is there anything else to report?”

    The eyes of the village officials wandered. In the end, a leader was sent out to ask, “That Cheng Yu…”

    A Sheng put down his pen, turned around, and asked solemnly, “Has he violated any law in Yanzhou?”

    The representative of the village official gritted his teeth. “There is no law in Yanzhou. Duke Meng De ordered Cheng Yu to collect grain, and Cheng Yu is the law. Even killing the people as jerky is the law.”

      He bowed to the little official: “Jun Zhiyan, let Cao be ashamed.”

    Asheng closed his eyes: “What you said is right, there are no laws in troubled times, and the benevolent abide by the laws will bring their own destruction, just like the story of the Battle of Hongshui [1]. All go, Pack your bags, and leave tomorrow to take you back to where you should be.”

    She smiled slightly, then bowed like Cao Cao. “What I sent to you is still what I said at the beginning: a scholar must be brave, and he has a long way to go.”

    The young people wiped their red eyes: “The lord knows our hard work, and we are content. If we were greedy for comfort and peace, we would not have come to the Central Plains in the first place.”

    They got up and filed out. A few were soft-faced, and they saluted Guo Jia when they passed by the door.

    The room was empty, Ah Sheng continued to draw pictures, Cao Cao stopped making tea, walked behind her and pressed her temples while looking at the pictures.

    “Isn’t it said to be cured? How did Hua Min treat it? I see that your writing is much slower than before.”

    “I’m thinking and writing, so I’m slow. I have a good eye.”

    Cao Cao sneered and whispered in Ah Sheng’s ear, “Liar.”

    A Sheng’s nib writes smoothly. “If my brother is free, he will spend half a month visiting various places. Let’s settle Yanzhou. Although we use heavy code in troubled times, but we have been using heavy code all the time, and the people’s hearts are uneasy.”

    “Half a month is a little longer,” Cao Cao hesitated, “I’ll send someone to Sili to pick up His Majesty the Emperor. It’s time for people to go to Juancheng in half a month. There’s nothing left. .”

    “I’m going to give the Cao Mansion to your Majesty to live in first. Then I choose a good land and build it slowly. In the end, the Han emperor is in the city, and the big family has to contribute money, so it won’t hurt the people too much.”

    “Brother, brother.” Cao Sheng interrupted him, “Agreement, I brought an agreement. You gave me half a month, and we signed the agreement.”

    “This…”

    “Master.” Guo Jia said at this time, “I have seen the “Qingzhou Agreement” in the government office, and Qingzhou was settled because of it, and there will be no disaster for three years. As sincere, it must be decided before the arrival of the Han emperor, and there should be no delay.”

    Cao Cao crouched down and whispered: “As soon as Cheng Yu’s incident happened, I think you are going to send farm officials to me, and I also want to rely on them to increase production. There are also laws, which must be Make revisions before the arrival of the Han emperor, otherwise you will be hindered everywhere. I know everything in my heart.”

    A Sheng also lowered his voice: “When Emperor Han comes, there must be a group of rotten Confucians who are full and have nothing to do all day long. Have you thought about how to deal with it?”

    Cao Cao’s eyes rolled twice: “What do you want to do?”

    “I want to build a school in Yanzhou and reopen a hundred schools.”

    Cao Cao’s eyes widened.

    “Your Majesty is too young to build a harem, why don’t you let him live in the school? The Han emperor lives in the school, and the Confucian scholars who don’t want to rely on Brother A will be crushed. Come to the academy. If there are plastic talents, I will teach them to be officials. Those who are famous and famous, just stay in the academy for the rest of their lives.”

    “You—” Cao Cao paced, “This is something that has never happened in the world.”

    “Han Emperor begging all the way to make a living is something that has never happened before.”

    The twins raised the volume at some point and stood up and looked at each other. Two pairs of eyes blinked three times, and a consensus was established.

    “The tired Ah Sheng is going to restrain those people for me.”

     “Brother, go to war with confidence.”

    Guo Jia sighed in his heart, this Duke Zhonghua is far more rational and bigger than he thought. Cheng Yu, there is no need for anyone to intercede for him.

    The author has something to say: Note [1]: The Battle of Hongshui. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Song and Chu fought against each other. Song Xianggong adhered to the etiquette since the Spring and Autumn Period, and did not make surprise attacks on the enemy’s army crossing the river, so he was defeated. So the Song Dynasty was defeated.