Datang romantic little landlord

When Baiqisi came to Tongbing again, Hu Xianbo wanted to use penicillin to cure Xiao Yu's wind-heat attacking lung disease, and Li Er couldn't sit still anymore.Regardless of the sound of the evening drum in Chang'an City, he ordered Mi Tuo to send someone to find Li Wangyou and enter the palace.

In the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace, after Li Wangyou greeted Li Er respectfully, he asked with a smile, "Uncle, what's wrong with recruiting my nephew into the palace in such a hurry?"

"Hmph, you bastard, penicillin is so important, why don't you come and talk to me?"

Li Wangyou said with a sneer: "Hey, uncle, the old god Sun made this penicillin, and the effect has not yet been determined. How can my nephew report it to uncle rashly? My nephew originally wanted to see the actuality of penicillin after the competition with Zhang Baozang. The effect of the medicine, I will tell my uncle."

"Okay, hurry up and tell me clearly, what is the effect of this penicillin? You bastard is also very courageous, and you dare to use the new drug you just developed on Xiao Gong. If there is something good or bad, I will see you How to explain." Li Er glared at him angrily.

Li Wangyou rubbed his nose: "Uncle, isn't that Xiao Gong's righteousness, can't bear to see the people test the medicine for him?"

Seeing that Li Er was about to blow his beard and stare again, he quickly changed the subject: "Uncle, this penicillin is a rare and good thing. In addition to what my nephew said before, it can prevent pus and infection in wounds, and it can also cure various diseases... ..."

Li Wangyou told Li Er what he knew about the diseases that penicillin could cure, and Li Er was dumbfounded.

"This penicillin is really a miracle medicine! Ziyou, what is the price of penicillin? Is it possible to produce it on a large scale?"

Li Wangyou couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile when he heard this: "Uncle, this is the biggest problem. Penicillin is not easy to extract, and the price is high, comparable to gold. It is really difficult to popularize."

Li Er was not very disappointed when he heard the words, he just sighed sadly: "Since it is a magic medicine, it is rare and expensive, but it is normal. It's just a pity. I originally thought that this medicine could be promoted in the army. Casualties will definitely be reduced by seventy to eighty percent. Hey, what a pity."

Li Wangyou shook his head slowly: "Uncle, this may not be..."

592 Uncle and Nephew Calculating

Whether it is Li Yuan or Li Er, they are both emperors on horseback, and they attach great importance to the military formation.

The Tang Dynasty formulated strict laws for the treatment and pension of wounded soldiers to protect these wounded soldiers.

For example, for soldiers injured on the battlefield, the "Tang Law Shuyi" clearly stipulates that "all craftsmen are in service and guarding against others. If officials, slaves and maidservants are sick, the master will not ask for medical treatment. Forty floggings; for those who cause death, one year's punishment."

That is to say, whether on the battlefield or in border guards, if a soldier has an injury and fails to receive timely medical treatment, his superior will be punished.If you die as a result, the responsible person may be sentenced to one year in prison.

In the military, there are also special statistics and records, the number of wounded, the condition, and the recovery of the sickness officer to manage the wounded soldiers.

There are even more regulations in the army: "If you throw away a sick child, if you don't take care of it, if you don't raise it, the officer who checks the sick child and the sick child will each have a hundred sticks; if you are buried before death, you will be beheaded."

As for those soldiers who were disabled or even died in battle, there are also detailed pension plans, whether it is rewarding money, cloth, fields, cattle, tax relief, or even arranging public positions.

It can be seen from these that Li Er attaches great importance to the wounded soldiers in the army.

Li Er was still lamenting that he could not use penicillin, a magic drug, to reduce military casualties.Li Wangyou may not say a word, but Li Er raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

"What does Ziyou say? Are there other ways to reduce the casualties of the lieutenants?"

"Yes, uncle, as long as there are battlefield first aid, disinfection, bandaging and other methods, it may not necessarily lead to a large number of soldiers dying due to injuries. My nephew estimates that it should be possible to reduce the casualty rate by [-]%."

Li Er followed up and asked: "The disinfection that Ziyou mentioned refers to the alcohol you used when you performed an operation on Chengqian last time?"

"Exactly, disinfecting with alcohol and performing first aid bandaging on the battlefield can definitely reduce many casualties. But the number of doctors in the army is too small, and their medical skills are worrying. My nephew implores my uncle to establish a military medical system and set up military doctors Department, full-time training of military physicians and ambulance soldiers, learning battlefield first aid, suture surgery, disinfection and other medical skills, in order to save the lives of our soldiers in the Tang Dynasty! Uncle, don’t let the soldiers bleed and cry.”

What Li Wangyou said was sincere.

What he said about the poor medical system in the Tang army is also true.

The Tang system was installed, and military physicians were dispatched by Taichang Temple, but the number was pitifully small.

"For every 500 or more people in the marching and service offices, one doctor is often given. For more than 5000 people, two people are given. From then on, one person is added to the rate of 5000 people. . . . "

There are only two doctors in an army of 5000 people. After the war, what role will it play?

Not to mention the extremely rough medical skills and treatment conditions, it is estimated that if you sprinkle a handful of so-called golden sore medicine on the wound, it will be considered as a cure.

Whether the soldiers can survive after being injured depends on God.

Li Er frowned: "Ziyou, I can understand what you mean by military doctor, you mean specially assigned to the military doctor? What do you mean by this ambulance?"

"Uncle, ambulance soldiers are also soldiers. In addition to carrying weapons and attacking with the army, they also need to carry medical kits with bandages, alcohol, gold sore medicine and other first aid drugs. These ambulance soldiers need to learn battlefield first aid knowledge. After being injured, the ambulance soldiers can immediately rescue and stop the bleeding, and then send them to the rear for medical treatment. In my nephew's opinion, there are two ambulance soldiers for every hundred people in the army. In this way, the battle formation On top of that, the casualties will definitely be greatly reduced.”

After hearing what he said, Li Er couldn't help standing up and pacing back and forth.

After a long time, Li Ercai slowly shook his head: "Ziyou, your idea is very good. I think the ambulance you mentioned is very good, but it is difficult to realize."

"Uncle, why is this?"

"My Tang Dynasty has hundreds of thousands of soldiers. If Ziyou imagined it, how many ambulance soldiers would be needed? At least tens of thousands of soldiers? With so many soldiers who can rescue the wounded, how can I learn from that Han Xin? Soldiers, can’t they be transformed? Even if we recruit soldiers with a little literacy in the army for training, where can we find so many doctors and doctors to teach them first aid skills?”

Li Er's words are also true. The literacy rate in the Tang Dynasty was low, and fewer scholars were willing to study medicine.

Even the Tai Medical Department has only a few hundred students, including more than 100 students in the medical department.And these people have to study for seven years before they can graduate.

Teaching hundreds of people to study medicine is completely different from teaching tens of thousands of people to study medicine.

Tens of thousands of ambulance soldiers, even if Li Er wanted it, he couldn't find enough manpower to train them.

Li Wangyou smiled, and suddenly changed the subject: "Uncle, do you know why I bet with Mr. Baozang?"

"Oh? Why?" Li Er didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this matter.

Li Wangyou said with a smile: "Hey, uncle, I heard that Mr. Baozang has countless apprentices, Zhang's lineage, and there are hundreds of disciples and grandchildren. Does uncle know about this?"

Li Er nodded, and then his eyes lit up, as if he understood what Li Wangyou meant.

"Uncle, the old god Sun has also taught more than a dozen disciples and grandchildren. Aren't these doctors ready-made teachers? As long as the younger nephew wins the competition, Mr. Baozang will have to worship the old god Sun as his teacher. At that time, those of the Zhang family Disciples and grandchildren, don’t they all have to obey the orders of the old god Sun? My nephew intends to let these people learn surgical techniques from the old god Sun, and then act as a doctor of medicine to train military doctors and rescue soldiers. In the future, military doctors The divisions are no longer sent by the Taichang Temple, but by the Military Medical Administration after they have learned first aid on the battlefield, so that the casualty rate of the soldiers will be reduced.”

After listening to Li Wangyou's explanation, Li Er finally understood the reason why he and Zhang Baozang made such a bet, and couldn't help but smile.

"Ziyou, you kid, you have a good plan. If that's the case, I'm going to agree! After discussing with Zhijie and Xuanling, I will set up a military medical department to train military doctors and ambulance soldiers! But The doctors and doctors of the Military Medical Administration will be left to you, if you can’t beat Mr. Zhang, and if you can’t swindle those doctors, I will ask you to settle the score.”

"Hey, don't worry uncle, my nephew has penicillin in hand, so Mr. Baozang will definitely lose in this bet."

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and couldn't help laughing...

The next day, in the Imperial Medical Office, Liu Shenwei and Li Wangyou used the "miracle drug" penicillin to treat Xiao Yu's lung disease. Those patients who were waiting to see him had already heard about it.

Although they haven't seen the healing effect of this "miracle medicine", everyone has a little more trust in Liu Shenwei, the imperial concubine of the Pharmacy Bureau.

At the end of the consultation on the fourth day, there were more than twice as many patients who chose to ask Liu Shenwei to see and prescribe medicine than Zhang Baozang.The old man Zhang Baozang was so angry that his face became even more ugly...

593 Treasure Admits Defeat

On the fifth and sixth day, it was still the same.

Zhang Baozang's complexion was almost dark, but there was nothing he could do.

Just like Liu Shenwei a few days ago, he can't force those patients to come to his place for consultation.

Xiao Yu and those patients suffering from pneumonia in Chang'an City still came to the Imperial Medical Office for injections every day.It has to be said that the effect of penicillin on Tang people who do not have antibodies is too remarkable.