Time Travel: I am the idle king Li Shen and Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty

"How is your cultivation level at the medical school?"

While waiting for his meal, Li Shen inquired about the hospital.

"Your Highness, there's nothing else going on at the medical school. Everything is in session except for the miraculous medicine for treating diarrhea, which is selling very well."

Many merchants and nobles bought some, especially merchants, who bought the most, presumably intending to resell them elsewhere.

Li Xiuwei also reported.

Li Shen nodded after hearing this:

"Well, that's not surprising. Merchants travel all over the country, and they are most prone to illness; it's just a matter of not being used to the local environment."

Having some miracle drugs on hand can save your life in a critical moment.

Remember to distinguish between the two medicines. The Guanyin Powder from the First Affiliated Hospital has better packaging; it's so expensive, it should make people feel like it's worth the price.

The montmorillonite from the Second Hospital doesn't need any packaging; to save costs, we'll just wrap it in yellow paper.

To put it more mysteriously, and to hint at it, His Majesty was cured by taking Guanyin Powder.

Li Shen was an expert at swindling money from people, especially the wealthy. This thing only cost a few copper coins to ordinary people.

Even if everyone in the world bought them, they wouldn't make much money.

But the wealthy are different. Li Shen's pricing starts at one hundred cents, and the more you buy, the more you earn.

To prevent others from knowing the recipe, Li Shen specifically asked Sun Simiao to add some other ingredients to it.

As long as others can't tell, it's fine.

"Your Highness, rest assured, everything is proceeding according to your plan, and sales are quite good. We have already earned about 50,000 guan."

Li Xiuwei answered immediately.

"So many?" Li Shen was also a little surprised after hearing this. Fifty thousand strings of cash, that's just fifty thousand portions. Where would so many people buy them?

With so many wealthy people in the Tang Dynasty, it's amazing that so many people are still buying medicines that cost an astronomical sum of one guan (a unit of currency).

“Your Highness, it’s really not much at all,” Sun Simiao said at this moment.

"Oh? Why?" Li Shen asked.

"Your Highness, the water and soil incompatibility you just mentioned has long been recorded in medical texts. If one is not accustomed to the water and soil, illness will inevitably occur."

Having practiced medicine for many years, the old Taoist priest has also noticed that many people contract illnesses and suffer from persistent diarrhea as soon as they arrive in a new place.

Chang'an has many merchants, most of whom are from other places. Having been in business for many years, they naturally know this principle.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal to buy some self-defense items.

High-ranking officials and nobles in Chang'an would also keep some in their homes, as this medicine was also very effective for children.

It's something that can save your life.

Sun Simiao began to explain for Li Shen, saying that, frankly speaking, in this era, diarrhea could really kill people.

These rich people are all afraid of dying.

"I see. In that case, do you think I should raise the price?"

Li Shen rubbed his chin and began to ponder.

"Hehe, Your Highness, one string of cash is already an exorbitant price for a dose of medicine. People who buy medicine usually buy several doses at once, which costs several strings of cash each time."

Sun Simiao was amused by Li Shen's words. This Prince Ji was really greedy; a dose of medicine cost 1,000 guan and he was even raising the price.

It's not made of any expensive medicinal herbs, so the cost is practically zero.

If it weren't for the high level of confidentiality, the prescription would have been leaked long ago.

"Very well, consider it my mercy. This is a life-saving medicine."

Li Shen felt a little regretful; how could medicine be measured by cost? Life-saving medicine is priceless.

"By the way, Your Highness, speaking of this medicine, I have something to report."

Suddenly, Sun Simiao remembered something and quickly spoke up.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Li Shen looked up.

"Your Highness, not long ago the Second Hospital received a patient with diarrhea. We tried Your Highness's methods and the methods in the medical books, but in the end we still couldn't save him."

"Oh? Is that so? Do you know what illness this person has?"

Medical schools are very experienced in treating diarrhea. Unless it's a rare or difficult case, ordinary diarrhea won't kill you.

"Your Highness, this patient is a child who has been suffering from diarrhea for several days when he came here."

When we treated the child with medication, the child not only did not improve, but also began to have rectal bleeding and was in great pain.

He died a few days later, and even our efforts to keep him alive with ginseng couldn't save him.

Sun Simiao felt a pang of regret at this, lamenting that a child had been lost so suddenly.

These kings, in order to prevent more children from dying young, invested vast sums of money to have researchers study the diseases that cause childhood mortality.

I've searched everywhere for handwritten notes and rare prescriptions, but I'm still at a loss.

Li Shen frowned as well. After hearing about this symptom, he thought of a disease that often occurs in children.

"Dr. Sun, did they take the child's body back?" Li Shen asked.

"No, the old Taoist priest had Xiuwei discuss with her family and they bought the child's body for research purposes."

Sun Simiao shook his head.

"Did they sell it?" Li Shen asked hurriedly. The idea of ​​"burial for peace" is a prevailing sentiment in this era, and arguably in any era.

The greatest mercy one can show to an enemy is usually to leave them with a whole corpse.

“Sold it. I gave them ten strings of cash.” Li Xiuwei nodded; ten strings of cash was a lot of money for ordinary people.

If they had money, they wouldn't go to the Second Hospital for treatment.

"Sold for only ten strings of cash?" Li Shen was still a little surprised, wondering if it was a bit too little.

"Your Highness, this child is a girl."

Li Xiuwei offered an explanation.

Li Shen then realized that in an era that favored sons over daughters, the last thing a girl could do for her family was to be sold for money.

"Sigh, fine. After you've finished your research, bury her in our cemetery. Arrange for someone to take care of her, and invite monks to come and perform a ritual for her soul, hoping she can find a good family in her next life."

Li Shen sighed, somewhat resentful. Regardless, the child had contributed to the medical field, and Li Shen had done all he could.

"Your Highness is merciful, we will do everything we can."

Li Xiu bowed and accepted the order. The medical school built a cemetery not far away, which was filled with the deceased who were bought for research.

Since they were bought, almost no one claimed them. Most of them were death row inmates, and some died in hospitals from intractable diseases.

"Have you figured out what disease the girl has?" Composing himself, Li Shen asked.

"Your Highness, when we cut open the girl's stomach, we found that her intestines were different from others; they seemed to be knotted and stuck together."

Moreover, there were holes in it.

Sun Simiao gave Li Shen a brief introduction to their research findings.

"And the conclusion?" Li Shen asked.

"At first we thought it might be a bug bite, but after searching all the intestines we couldn't find any signs of bugs."

We are now investigating what exactly is going on and what causes the intestines to become hollow.

Sun Simiao replied.

"Perhaps I know about this disease," Li Shen suddenly said leisurely.

(Beginning: From now on, our child will be named Xiaoxiao.)

Ending: Xiaoxiao, call him Uncle.