Chapter 112 Is the medicine boiled by the holy doctor can be understood by you mere mortals?
above the mountains,
before the palace,
Ten large tripods are placed on the fire,
A decoction to treat "malaria" is being brewed.
In the primeval forest, Li Changbai found Artemisia annua, Bupleurum, Guizhi, Arsenicite...
Then hurried back with Zhou Shuyi,
Fortunately, in the bronze cauldron, Li Changbai had ordered the leader to boil hot water in advance,
Pour the medicinal materials directly according to a certain dose, and then start tormenting,
After half an hour,
Only these ten mouthfuls of medicinal fragrance can "dispel malaria".
"Malaria Qusan" is the name Li Changbai gave to these medicinal soups.
"Okay."
Li Changbai glanced at Zhou Shuyi who was stirring the medicinal soup, and signaled to her that there was no need to stir the medicinal soup, the medicinal soup was already boiled.
Zhou Shuyi hurriedly put it on the wooden spoon and got off the stone,
She was not tall enough, so Li Changbai asked someone to move a stone for her feet, so that she could stir the medicine soup with a spoon.
"What kind of medicinal soup is this? The cooking method seems to be different from ours..."
When Li Changbai distributed the dose of "Malaria Dispelling San", Zhou Shuyi was not allowed to take pictures,
The water friends and experts in the live broadcast room saw the picture in the live broadcast room, but sister Zhou was standing on the stone and stirring the blue medicinal soup in the bronze cauldron with a spoon.
"This traditional Chinese medicine brewed in a large bronze tripod has strict requirements on the dosage. If it is not handled properly, it will aggravate the patient's symptoms."
Dean Wu looked at the live broadcast room with a little worry.
Three-drug,
Even Chinese medicine is no exception,
TCM diagnosis and treatment, pay attention to prescribing the right medicine,
What medicine to use, how much to use, what to boil, how much water to boil for how long...
Each step,
must be strictly followed,
Only in this way can the efficacy of herbal medicine be maximized.
And now,
This scene that happened in the live broadcast room,
It will only make these modern medical experts feel that primitive people like Ji Changbai are not professional enough to cook medicine.
The efficacy of this treatment for malaria will inevitably be greatly reduced,
It may even cause these Yuanmou people who are infected with infectious diseases.......symptoms jiaju.
"Why!"
Dean Wu sighed deeply.
He knew that these Yuanmou people, even sister Zhou and the ancestors of Yuanmou people, couldn't do anything about it.
One is that there are too many infected Yuanmou people, and it is too late to boil the medicine one by one.
Second, due to environmental conditions,
Primitive people live in groups 007,
Eat, drink and sleep together,
Like the "big pot rice" period in Huaxia Modern in 1960.
Li Changbai, the ancient dragon king, mainly takes care of the entire tribe, so naturally he can't focus on one person and prescribe medicine.
So I had to set up ten large cauldrons and boil the medicinal soup,
To treat the "malaria" suffered by the Yuanmou people
"Hoo hoo!"
With Li Changbai calling the shots,
Those Yuanmou people infected with malaria began to line up in an orderly manner,
Everyone received a bowl of steaming blue medicinal soup.
"It's a bit hot, drink slowly. N
Zhou Shuyi made a gesture of slowly drinking medicine to a child from Yuanmou.
She is also helping Li Changbai to make medicine soup for these sick Yuanmou people.
Because of "Neonshang Yuyi", Zhou Shuyi is not afraid of contacting these Yuanmou people who suffer from malaria,
So be fearless.
"Hoo hoo!" (Drink this bowl of medicinal soup, and your illness will be cured!)
"Hoo hoo!" (Remember not to work, have a good rest!)
Li Changbai shouted to the thousands of Yuanmou people who were sick in the language of Yuanmou people.
Li Changbai in this scene is like a wise monarch who loves his people.
The king has spoken, how dare these Yuanmou people be disobedient?
Immediately, he drank up the steaming blue medicinal soup in his hand while it was hot.
Strange to say,
This bowl of medicinal soup goes down,
The faces of those Yuanmou people who were sick immediately turned rosy, and they stopped vomiting.
The obvious "malaria" symptom of "swinging" when afraid of the cold,
After drinking this soup,
All swept away.
All Yuanmou people recovered a lot of energy,
It became the original wildness again.
"Hoo hoo!"
"Hoo hoo!!!"
Realizing that their bodies were no longer uncomfortable, those Yuanmou people raised their arms and cheered, slapped their chests, and howled from their throats.
"Hoo hoo!" (Be quiet, don't be too happy, hurry back and rest)
Li Changbai shouted loudly, yelling at the group that was about to lose control.
The emperor was angry, these Yuanmou people did not dare to challenge Li Changbai's majesty,
One after another, they knelt down and worshiped Li Changbai devoutly,
It seems (cafj) is thanking Li Changbai for saving their lives.
Then, one by one, they returned to the cabin cave.
Zhou Shuyi and the water friends in the live broadcast room were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
Zhou Shuyi especially opened his eyes wide and looked at Ji Changbai in surprise.
"Isn't it? This bowl of medicinal soup...emmm, cured the malaria of these Yuanmou people"
Zhou Shuyi was dumbfounded.
What kind of magic medicine is this blue medicinal soup?
As soon as these primitive people drank it, they immediately recovered their health,
This...is this too disrespectful to "malaria"?
That's an acute infectious disease!
Zhou Shuyi felt shocked and absurd,
"This is too ridiculous, just a bowl..."
"At least I have to drink a few more bowls, take a course of treatment or something...
The corner of Zhou Shuyi's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but look up at Li Changbai,
"Could this guy be a miracle doctor hidden in the primitive world?"
only this is possible,
Only then can Zhou Shuyi be persuaded.
Only Li Changbai, a hidden genius doctor, can cure thousands of Yuanmou people suffering from "malaria" with just a bowl of medicinal soup!
Turning his head to look at Li Changbai who was cleaning the bronze vessels,
Zhou Shuyi even had an illusion,
"This person... is definitely not Shenyi!"
"He is even better than Shennong!"
At least,
Shennong could not cure malaria patients with a bowl of medicinal soup!
otherwise,
Shennong and his elders will not die under the toxin of "broken grass".
Not only Zhou Shuyi was shocked by this bowl of medicinal soup,
Even the water friends in the live broadcast room,
They were all shocked.
Those medical experts, the top experts in infectious diseases...
All of them had their pupils shrunk and their faces revealed a shocking look.
The bowl of medicinal soup from the Yuanmou people's ancestors made them doubt modern medicine...... Is it too weak?
In this world... How can a bowl of medicinal soup cure malaria patients?
Chinese medicine should be so hanging,
Professor Tu Youyou, why did her old man have to work so hard, leading a team to study for decades to successfully extract "artemisinin" from traditional Chinese medicine, and to develop "artemisinin", a life-saving magic drug that has a strong therapeutic effect on malaria?
"Brothers, I was stunned and even thought I was dreaming, how about you?"
One of the water friends said in the live broadcast.
"If you slap yourself, you'll know if it's a dream or not! Our ancestor is really in awe. How did he do it? A bowl of medicinal soup..... let the ancestors of the Yuanmou people get sick with medicine remove?"
"No, I think the herbs that the Yuanmou people's ancestors picked back from the primeval forest are all common artemisia bupleurum and cinnamon sticks. Only the arsenic stone is special, and there is nothing special... Could it be that he added it secretly? What magical herb?"
"No, Brother Pangu didn't add anything, what he added to the cauldron were the herbs you saw."
Sister Zhou shook her head, and her voice was transmitted to the live broadcast room, explaining to Li Changbai.
"A bowl of medicinal soup can cure patients with medicine. Our ancestors of Yuanmou people... really don't give malaria virus any face!"
"Brothers, why do I feel that this herbal medicine is better than the 'Emotions' invented by Professor Youyou?"
"I also think it is better than the 'artemisinin' antibiotic I developed."
An eye-catching message appeared in the live broadcast room, and the id name was 'Professor Tu'
Seeing this name, there was a lot of noise in the live broadcast room, and everyone gasped.
The antibiotic "artemisinin"... the real master has come.
As soon as Professor Tu appeared, the live broadcast room immediately became quieter.
The water friends are all ready to fight, and put away their cynicism and those "national quintessence" that I rely on
"Anchor Zhou, I'm very curious about the medicinal soup of the ancestor, can you scoop out a bowl and let me take a closer look?"
Professor Tu took the initiative to connect with Sister Zhou, and her old voice was transmitted to the live broadcast room.
"Can,."
Sister Zhou was flattered,
Unexpectedly, this big man who once won the "Noble Bell Medicine Award" for Huaxia would take the initiative to connect with himself and ask himself,
Zhou Shuyi hurriedly scooped up a bowl of blue soup with a spoon,
Point the camera in the live broadcast room at this bowl of soup medicine.
"This herbal soup...adds artemisia cinnamon twigs and Bupleurum...."
"There's nothing special about it."
Professor Tu shook his head, a little unbelievable.
Zhou Shuyi was greatly shocked,
As expected of a great expert in Huaxia Pharmacy, you can see its ingredients just by relying on the medicinal soup...
"Anchor Zhou, can you let me see the dregs of the medicine?"
Professor Tu's hoarse voice came again.
Zhou Shuyi hurriedly scooped up the medicine residue with a wooden spoon, and recorded it on her phone.
"Sure enough, those herbs..."
"It's still a bit strange. It stands to reason that the efficacy of these Chinese herbal medicines is not so efficient."
The implication of Professor Tu's words is that her decoction, which is made from Chinese herbal medicines such as Artemisia cinnamon twigs and Bupleurum chinensis, can't be effective so quickly in the treatment of malaria, an acute infectious disease.
This Chinese scientific giant who won the Nobel Prize in Medicine has been dealing with "malaria virus" all his life,
She is more familiar with this virus than the virus itself,
therefore,
In Professor Tu's view, it is just the combination of these anti-malarial herbal medicines,
It is impossible to eliminate the malaria virus so quickly and make the patients recover.
Even the "dihydroartemisinin" that she spent decades inventing could not do this step,
For the antibiotic "artemisinin" to be effective in a comprehensive and efficient manner, it will take several days and several courses of treatment.
"Anchor Zhou, are you sure the ancestor of the Yuanmou people didn't add anything to the medicine soup?"
Professor Tu didn't believe it, so he asked again.
"No."
Zhou Shuyi shook her head,
"Brother Pangu really didn't put anything else into the medicinal soup, it's all the herbs we picked.
Zhou Shuyi patiently explained.
previously,
She and Li Changbai rushed back from the primeval forest,
Li Changbai immediately began to cook the medicinal soup for malaria.
Zhou Shuyi stood next to Li Changbai,
I took photos of Li Changbai's every move with the Huawei mate6 in my hand.
therefore,
Zhou Shuyi is 100% sure that
Li Changbai did not add any other magical herbs to the medicinal soup.
"That would be strange,
No matter how much these herbs are tormented... they cannot have such a powerful healing effect..."
Professor Tu murmured.
A bowl of green medicinal soup goes down,
"Malaria" patients cured by medicine?
This is simply appalling!
Professor Tu has dealt with viruses for decades,
In order to get rid of this virus that has persecuted human beings for many years, she used all methods,
Of course, Li Changbai has also tried the traditional Chinese medicine therapy,
Artemisia cinnamon twigs and Bupleurum chinensis... Those soups made from traditional Chinese medicine can only be said to be effective,
But the effect is very low,
It is far inferior to the "dihydroartemisinin" she developed.
"Why!"
"If the ancestor of the Yuanmou people passed this decocting method to modern times...it could benefit countless human beings..."
Professor Tu looked at the figure of Li Changbai in the live broadcast room and couldn't help sighing.
Not only Professor Tu thinks so,
Even those Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Tsingbei University School of Medicine, Chardan University Affiliated Hospital...
Those experts, doctors, academicians and professors who have been fighting malaria virus for many years also think so.
"It's unbelievable...a primitive man has such superb medical skills!"
"The prehistoric world... Could it be that there is a holy doctor hidden?"
"The civilization of the ancient dragon country... What else is hidden? Just a bowl of blue medicinal soup, let human beings fight against the 'malaria virus' that has not been fought for thousands of years......completely defeated?"
"A bowl of medicinal soup can cure acute infectious diseases...I dare not think about it! But...such an incredible thing...happened in million years prehistoric times
!"
"I finally understand... the first ancestor is not Shennong...his medical skills are far superior to Shennong!"
Li Changbai was very satisfied with the curative effect of the "malaria dispelling" brewed from the ten bronze cauldrons.
A bowl can restore the health of the clansmen and no longer suffer from diseases.
Of course it couldn't be better.
As for Sister Zhou and those experts in the live broadcast room, they have doubts about the high efficacy of the medicinal soup,
that's not important,
The medicinal soup made by the "holy doctor",
Is it something these mortals can understand?
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