Chapter 157
The two fooled around until nightfall. Ye Yan managed to pull a sliver of reason out of his mind, which was filled with thoughts of Qin Su, and thought of Emperor Jingxi.
"By the way, how is His Majesty?"
Now that Qin Su has regained her memory, is there any hope for Emperor Jingxi?
Qin Su didn't say much, only saying, "Almost done, she's probably sleeping soundly right now."
Ye Yan: "Infectious diseases like this were very difficult to treat in ancient times."
"The level of social production is what it is, and there's no better solution for the time being," Qin Su said. "I can only have them make a crude version of penicillin, which will barely be enough."
Ye Yan asked in surprise, "You've made penicillin?"
Modern people might think that penicillin is a cheap and common drug, nothing special.
However, when penicillin was first invented, it was called a miracle drug. During World War II, it was known as one of the "three great inventions" along with the atomic bomb and radar. Alexander Fleming, the inventor of penicillin, even won the Nobel Prize in Medicine for it.
It was the first antibiotic used by humans, and its value and significance are immeasurable.
Qin Su said, "Penicillin is not difficult to make; the difficulty lies in purification."
Purification is the soul of chemical engineering; all chemical industries that aspire to achieve high levels of sophistication must go through this step.
Current outdated production technology is insufficient for large-scale penicillin production, but it can still be used for some emergency situations.
Ye Yan sighed slightly and said, "If I had known I would come to ancient times, I would have definitely memorized some useful basic medical knowledge, or the three great medical books or something."
His mind was full of financial and stock market operating principles and market bond profitability analysis, but these were completely useless in ancient times.
While Dayu's chemical industry has seen some development in recent years, it is not entirely due to his efforts.
After all, he had never worked in the chemical industry before and could only provide some chemical elements and chemical synthesis reactions, that is, principles and ideas. The actual production still depends on the wisdom and hard work of the working people.
"The Three Great Divine Books?" Qin Su asked curiously, "Which three great divine books?"
“The Barefoot Doctor’s Manual, the Militia Military Training Manual, and the Dual-Use Talents’ Friend.” Ye Yan laughed. “Haven’t you heard of them? These are jokes made by netizens. They say that as long as you have these three books, you can travel back to ancient times and become an emperor. Even if the earth is destroyed, you can rebuild the human home with these three books.”
Qin Su thought for a moment and pulled the three books out of her memory: "Hmm, not bad, the contents of these three books are indeed useful."
They are all special products of a special period, and their content is not high-end or complicated, but full of pragmatism.
For example, the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" was created because in the early days of the People's Republic of my country, there was a shortage of medical personnel in rural areas and medical conditions were too poor, so there was a need for some people to quickly acquire medical knowledge.
This book does not teach according to the anatomy, physiology and pharmacology of regular medicine, but uses the simplest and most accessible language, with illustrations and text, to list common diseases and treatments in detail.
Whether it's childhood illnesses or childbirth and miscarriage, it offers a variety of easy-to-use methods including traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and acupuncture.
This book also provides answers to questions about schistosomiasis, a disease Sun Mao previously contracted.
With slight modifications, it could easily have been popularized in ancient times.
Qin Su immediately said, "This book is very important, even more important than elementary school chemistry. I'll memorize it first."
Ye Yan: ? ? ?
"What?" He thought he had misheard. "You've read this book?"
Qin Su asked in surprise, "You've seen it? Haven't you seen it?"
Ye Yan: "..."
Why would a CEO have read "The Barefoot Doctor's Manual"?
How could Qin Su have even read books like this? Heaven knows, he only mentioned it casually at first.
Ye Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Elementary school chemistry? Are you planning to shake up the education system in Dayu?"
Over the years, the development of the chemical industry in Dayu has indeed cultivated a group of skilled technical talents, but overall, a large-scale talent training system has not been formed.
The main reason is that Qin Su had no prior memory, Ye Yan was not a member of the royal family, and the two of them were young, so they were hesitant to do things.
Qin Su smiled and said, "Of course, a new broom sweeps clean, and the first thing I'll do after taking office is to focus on education."
All stories about time travelers becoming kings or emperors but not engaging in education are nonsense.
It takes ten years to grow a tree, but a hundred years to cultivate a person; the cultivation of talent is of paramount importance.
If there aren't enough people to carry on the ideas and concepts, and not enough people to continue to understand development and reform, then no matter how much we do now, won't it all be in vain in the end?
Ye Yan squeezed her fingers and said, "Then I'll help you tidy up."
They need to prepare the "teaching materials" first.
Qin Su nodded, then, remembering something, smiled and said, "Once the mistress's daughter can speak, we'll invite her to join us."
As soon as Chu Congxia could speak, he had to come and do child labor for her. It didn't matter that he couldn't write; he could just dictate and have someone write it down.
Ye Yan was taken aback: "The Third Prince's daughter? She is..."
"I came here because of the deal with her," Qin Su said without hiding anything from him. "But she doesn't remember it now. I'll tell her later."
Ye Yan's heart stirred, and he looked at Qin Su.
Qin Su curled her lips into a smile and deliberately asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ye Yan asked in a low voice, "When we first met, was it also because you made some kind of deal with someone?"
Qin Su didn't speak, only smiled gently.
"Looking back now, when we first met, you were clearly only interested in me, because I was your mission target, right?" Once Ye Yan got a clue, he could quickly deduce more of what he wanted to know. "When we met the second time, I wasn't your mission target, so you weren't only paying attention to me."
No wonder Qin Su paid different attention to him the second time she met him compared to the first time she met him. It seems that her appearance on the variety show back then was probably for some other deal or purpose.
Qin Su raised an eyebrow, neither denying nor admitting it: "What? Now that you know you're just a mission target for me, are you heartbroken, pained, and disheartened?"
Ye Yan slowly approached her, almost touching her nose.
Even at such close range, I still couldn't discern her emotions; all I could see was his reflection in her dark pupils.
Ye Yan used to think that Qin Su was so complex, mysterious and elusive, like a gust of wind or a beam of moonlight. No one knew where she would move next or what she would do.
Only now did he realize that it was because mortals were not qualified to touch the world of romance. If you wanted to possess her, you had to keep chasing her, getting close to her, and walking with her in the mortal world before you could hold the moon in your hands and embrace the wind in your arms.
"If I'm just an ordinary mission target, then why?" Ye Yan stared straight at her, asking in a very gentle tone, "Why, when I was a mission target, did you refuse to be with me and want me to forget? Why, when I wasn't a mission target, were you willing to be with me and grow old together with me?"
Qin Su paused, not expecting Ye Yan's train of thought to change so quickly.
She stepped back slightly, and before she could think of what to say, Ye Yan approached her again.
His voice was gentle, but his eyes were incredibly aggressive, making Qin Su feel a chill run down her spine: "Su Su, why?"
Qin Su pushed him away: "Why are you asking so many questions? You have so many questions."
Ye Yan took her hand, placed it on his lips, and kissed it gently. He said, "I've heard a saying: when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. People who are too immersed in a role can't distinguish between true and false emotions, right?"
As Qin Su raised her hand, her sleeve fell back, revealing a small section of her jade-like white forearm. Ye Yan took advantage of this position to peck at her, kissing from the back of her hand to her shoulder, and asked in a deep breath, "Su Su, is that right?"
Qin Su was kissed so hard that she leaned back, half of her body went numb. She felt that Ye Yan looked strangely sick, and wondered if she had really messed up.
No way!
She composed herself, grabbed Ye Yan's chin, and looked him over suspiciously: "What are you doing? Speak properly."
Ye Yan stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, his previous strange expression vanishing completely.
"I just miss you so much, Susu, let me hug you."
He pulled Qin Su into his arms, suppressing the turbulent emotions he had just felt while recalling the past.
After hugging for a while, Qin Su became impatient. She reached out and pushed him down, straddling him, and said, "Couples fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. I think the problem is that we don't talk enough at the foot of the bed, which is why you keep overthinking things."
Ye Yan, both amused and exasperated, stopped her, saying, "That's not what I meant."
Qin Su looked down at him condescendingly and said, "That's what I mean, hurry up."
"..." Ye Yan had no choice but to tell the truth, "I'm in a bad mood right now, and I'm afraid I won't know my own limits..."
Qin Su clicked her tongue: "I knew you looked weird. Hurry up, are you even capable?"
Ye Yan: "..."
Qin Su: "You're in a bad mood not because you can't perform, are you?"
Ye Yan's forehead vein throbbed, feeling that Qin Su could easily dispel even the most complicated emotions.
Qin Su patted his arm regretfully, and said insincerely, "Oh, it's okay, I understand you. Don't worry, take good care of yourself... um..."
...
The next day, Princess Zhaoyang changed her previous busy schedule and only went to see Emperor Jingxi before returning to Zhaoning Palace.
According to General Ye, the princess was feeling unwell and needed to rest.
Qin Su lay lazily on the soft chaise lounge in the main hall, listening to the system cat complain about Ye Yan.
"He must have deliberately lied to Susu to coax him. What a bad guy! He's made it so I can't sleep with Susu anymore as soon as he arrived!"
The cat was so angry that its fur stood on end, and it slapped the ground with its tail. "I was here first! He came later and still took my spot! Humph, Su Su, you better watch out!"
Qin Su yawned softly and said sleepily, "It's nothing. Whether you coax them or not, as long as both of you are happy, that's fine."
Cat: "..."
Waaah, even Su Su isn't on its side anymore! Love is truly this cat's lifelong enemy!
***
Chu Congxia had been depressed in the Prince An's mansion for a long time, and was preparing to welcome the national mourning of Emperor Jingxi and his father's ascension to the throne. However, a few days later, the mansion was suddenly filled with joy.
She was wondering when she overheard Princess An and her maids discussing that Emperor Jingxi was much better and had already held a normal court session this morning.
Chu Congxia was stunned. Then he heard them say that Emperor Jingxi was able to recover this time entirely thanks to a miracle drug called penicillin.
However, penicillin is difficult to mass-produce. You can first grow more garlic, as allicin can also have anti-inflammatory and antibacterial effects, but it still needs to be processed later.
They also said that schistosomiasis is now treatable with medication, and all that remains is for the drug to be produced and distributed.
As she spoke, Princess An exclaimed, "I've long heard that Princess Zhaoyang is a miracle worker. Sure enough, even when the imperial physicians said there was nothing they could do, the princess managed to pull herself out of the dead end."
The maid smiled and said, "Yes, the princess always thinks of things that ordinary people don't."
Princess An glanced out the window and whispered to her maid, "My mother and the prince are usually so close to the princess, something others would kill for. But look at the prince, he's like a mouse before a cat the moment he sees her, it's really..."
The maid comforted her mistress: "Princess Zhaoyang is the eldest princess, with profound dignity. Not to mention the princes, even the princes and princesses in the palace mostly show her respect when they see her."
Princess An thought about it and agreed. In short, the princess treated the prince differently from his other brothers, and that was enough.
The maid sighed inwardly, thinking that no dynasty had ever been as interesting as this one.
Let alone the princes vying for the throne, the princes didn't even get a ticket to the competition for the throne before the champion was declared already decided.
Everyone was convinced of his championship, and no one could say a word against him.
It's truly a rare occurrence that all the princes were eager to become powerful rulers, tacitly agreeing that the throne belonged to a princess.
I imagine that our dynasty will surely be recorded in history books in the future.
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