Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing now feels like a scumbag, the kind who sneaked into the palace and slept with all the concubines without getting hurt.

Except for the simple-minded Madam Qi, everyone else was moved by her concern. There was nothing to say about that, and she had no real friendship for them.

Madam Qi Er is not only interesting as a person, but her background is even more interesting. She is actually the niece of Empress Dowager Fu, the second daughter of the Fu family, Fu Gerui.

The new Mrs. Wang who came to Wu Qing to make friends with her turned out to be the eldest daughter of the Fu family, and also the elder sister of Mrs. Qi.

How should I put this into words? Mrs. Wang Er gave Wu Qing the impression that she was very similar to Wang Xifeng in the Grand View Garden.

How could such a family raise Feng Lazi and also produce such a simple-minded Fu Gerui?

Is it because the elder sister is too capable? That doesn't make sense. An elder sister who is capable should be able to bring out the same kind of sisters.

Wu Qing shook her head, unable to understand.

In the imperial palace, the current emperor almost has no concubines (almost, not completely), which is why it is so quiet.

If it were not so, the officials in the capital, the noble families, and the good daughters raised in various mansions would probably compete to send them to the palace. How lively would that be?

Now, all these girls are in front of me, but I am not sincere in making friends with them, haha!

On this day, Wu Qing was sitting with several ladies, serving them freshly prepared stir-fried dishes while listening to them talk about gossip about their respective families. Unfortunately, Wu Qing didn't recognize the people in the stories, so she couldn't match them up and didn't even understand what they were talking about.

At this moment, someone came to report that someone from the Imperial Medical Bureau wanted to see Wu Qing.

She was feeling bored, so she decided to go meet those disciples and see if they had anything to do.

As soon as they met, Chi Zhen was about to bow deeply, but Wu Qing quickly stopped him, "If you have something to say, sit down and talk."

It turned out that Wu Qing said that the dressing used for bandaging had to be boiled in water and then exposed to the sun. They went back and made it, and the people who were injured while hunting the day before yesterday were bandaged with that batch of dressings.

They were skeptical at first, only doing it because it was not difficult. However, three days have passed, and in the past, half of the people would have difficulty healing their wounds, become inflamed and festered, but this time, none of them did.

I think it's related to the boiling and exposure Wu Qing mentioned, so I came here. I was in a hurry to talk about it last time, so I came here specifically to ask for your advice on this matter.

Wu Qing nodded, quite studious.

She searched the big tent with her eyes, trying to find something that could hold a drop of water. She didn't find it the first time, so when she looked again, she saw the pen hanging on the pen holder.

Wu Qing was not polite, "Cui'er, give me the scissors." She took the scissors, cut the brush string, pulled it out, leaving a hole on the pen shaft.

Everyone watched her drop a drop of water into the small hole, which happened to be caught in the hole.

"Cui'er, find a piece of plain cloth." He Cui immediately brought out a plain robe. Wu Qing said, "Hold it up."

"Chi Zhen, hold up this pen with the hole facing the robe." Chi Zhen didn't know what he was doing, but did as he was told.

Wu Qing pulled a piece of firewood from the fire and kept adjusting its position until a deformed and enlarged flame appeared on her robe.

Everyone saw tiny dark shadows in the firelight that came from nowhere.

"See? These are tiny bugs in the water. We can't see them with our normal eyes, but they cause inflammation and suppuration in wounds. We can't catch them because they're too small, but boiling water can scald them to death, and strong sunlight can kill them. So, using treated dressings on wounds will make them less likely to get infected."

Someone who was quick to react asked, "Then wouldn't it be okay if the wound didn't get wet?"

Wu Qing nodded at the questioner, believing it was a good thing that he asked the question. He answered, "It's not just water. Our clothes, boots, hats, the air around us, the trees, the soil—everything. And of course, even on swords, spears, and halberds—these bugs are all there."

Wu Qing knew it wasn't a bug, but how could she explain bacteria to some ancient people? She wasn't confident she could explain it clearly, so she decided to use the word "insect" instead, which everyone could understand.

Another point is that she can only see impurities in the water, not bacteria. This kind of pinhole imaging can only achieve the effect of a magnifying glass, far from the function of a microscope.

But so what? As long as I can make a truth clear to them, the process is not important.

The main reason is that Wu Qing doesn't have the conditions to get a microscope, so what everyone sees may really be insects or insect eggs. Hahahaha!

Wu Qing herself didn't expect that she would use such an incorrect way to explain the existence of bacteria to a group of medical students.

Let me emphasize again that boiling water for five minutes can sterilize and disinfect. Using the current measurement unit, one incense stick is about half an hour, half an incense stick is about fifteen minutes, and half of that is about the same.

Wu Qing took a stick of incense and broke it into quarters. "The water must be boiled for at least a quarter of the incense stick to burn. Also, expose it to strong sunlight for an hour to dry. This is the basic method to kill bacteria."

Chi Zhen continued, "What if we don't have this kind of dressing prepared in advance?"

"Burning a cloth with fire can also disinfect it, but be careful not to set it on fire." Wu Qing actually tried this. When she was learning first aid, she burned a triangular bandage.

Wouldn’t the cloth burn? Several people looked at each other in confusion, “This…”

Wu Qing knew what they were worried about and pointed at the fire pit. "There's fire over there. You'll understand if you try it later. Light it quickly, and it won't catch fire." After saying that, she signaled He Cui and Chi Zhen to put it down.

Chi Zhen shook his sore hands and asked hurriedly, "We will be leaving for the capital tomorrow. The master is in the palace. It's not easy for us to ask for an audience. I wonder if the master has anything else..."

This is really embarrassing. Wu Qing has taught everything she knows. Thinking about the differences between Chinese and Western medicine, she asked, "Have you ever done a human anatomy?"

What? ? ! !

Wu Qing looked at the shocked expressions of the others. "Whether it's an injury or an illness, it's all in the human body. What could be more important than understanding the structure of the human body? How about this: if I die one day, I'm willing to donate my body to the Imperial Medical Bureau. I hope everyone can learn more about the internal structure of the human body through my body."

With a thud, Chi Zhen knelt down again, "Sir, you are so righteous!" The others also knelt down and shouted after Chi Zhen, each shouting with tears in their eyes.

Wu Qing felt a headache again, and now she felt like she was going to die. They were performing a farewell ceremony for the body.

Especially the phrase "Mr. Righteousness", my god, the atmosphere is really full!

"Everyone, get up!" Wu Qing waved her hand and beckoned He Cui to bring pen and ink. She wrote a document on the spot to donate her body to the Imperial Medical Bureau and signed it.

After writing it, he was thinking about who to give the receipt to. When he turned around, several people were still kneeling on the ground. Wu Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help Chi Zhen, the oldest person present, and handed him the receipt.

Yongsi looked at Xiusi. How could she report this to His Highness? She couldn't not report it.