Lu Tu arrived at the warehouse, where Qin Qianqian had been guarding the cowpox virus. After this period of cultivation, it should have multiplied to a considerable extent.
He asked Qin Qianqian to start boiling water to collect distilled water, as only distilled water has the highest purity.
When the collected distilled water was almost finished, Lü Tu added a little fine salt, and the saline solution was ready. It could be used for intravenous injection and for cleaning wounds in the future.
Lu Tu took out half of the cultured cowpox virus, mixed it with saline solution, and then drew it into a syringe.
After doing all this, he went to Wang Miaoling's place. With Cuiguo's help, Lü Tu tried his best not to have any contact with her and Jia Dazhuang before giving them meridian injections.
It was unclear whether Jia Dazhuang had ever been to a brothel, so Lu Tu first used a syringe to inject Wang Miaoling, and then injected Jia Dazhuang last.
Moreover, Hu Delu's syringe was really too big. After Lü Tu finished injecting, there was still more than half left. So he simply went to the refugee camp outside the village.
When the refugees saw Lü Tu appear, they all looked away in panic, fearing that Lü Tu might change his mind and drive them away again, leaving them with nowhere to stay.
Lu Tu turned and went to the shack where the smallpox patients were. There were already more than a dozen people lying there, all of them young people. The old people probably couldn't hold on any longer and died, and they wouldn't have made it here.
Some of them had only mild infections and had not lost consciousness or fainted. When they saw Lü Tu, they tried to get up and pay their respects, but Lü Tu stopped them: "The medicine I have might save you, but there's only a 50% chance you'll survive. Are you willing to give it a try?"
Upon hearing that there was hope of survival, everyone nodded repeatedly and scrambled to their feet to crawl toward Lü Tu, weakly saying, "We are willing. Life and death are preordained, and wealth and honor are determined by fate. Even if we die, we will not blame you, sir."
This makes sense, after all, they have seen too many smallpox patients die along the way, and now that they hear there is still a 50% chance of survival, why wouldn't they take a chance?
"I don't care if you blame me, because if we fail, you'll all die."
Without wasting any words, Lü Tu picked up the syringe and started injecting them one by one. There were only so many smallpox vaccines available, so Lü Tu could only calculate the dosage and inject them accordingly, since he didn't know these people.
Whether they survive depends on their own immune system, after all, the law of nature is survival of the fittest.
The refugees in the distance clearly saw Lü Tu using the strange object to treat the illness, and they were greatly astonished.
"Why is the captain using an iron hammer to stab someone?"
"What kind of look is that? There's an embroidery needle in front of that iron hammer. Lord Lü is tattooing those people so that even after they recover, they can still tell who had smallpox."
"You're all wrong. I think Lord Lü is treating smallpox patients!"
Everyone stared in astonishment at the old man who had offered the cure: "Old man, you know medicine too? Don't you know how to fix donkey hooves?"
The old man stroked his goatee, looking inscrutable: "There is a method of acupuncture in medicine. I once talked about it with a quack doctor."
Lu Tu didn't care what others thought or thought. They needed Lu Tu's charity to even survive, so what trouble could they possibly cause? Their opinions were completely unimportant.
After doing all this, Lü Tu felt extremely exhausted. He had been working at a high intensity all day, constantly on guard against smallpox, which was really exhausting and even more tiring than fighting a war.
Lu Tu summoned Nie Yun and instructed him, "Send another 100 soldiers to the Gubeifeng Pass and tell Chai Yong to guard it well. The more the plague breaks out, the more vigilant we must be against the invasion of the Wuhuan people."
Nie Yun said with difficulty, "Brother, there are so many refugees here. If we don't have enough manpower, I'm worried that things will get out of control."
Lu Tu surveyed the mixed refugee shacks: "Then send 80 people from the coal mine in Luzhuang Village to the Gubeifeng Pass. We don't need that many people to guard the Kunlun slaves; they won't run away."
"Yes, sir!"
Upon arriving at Liu Yang and Liu Hu's house, Lü Tu moved a wooden plank to the ground. As he lay down on the plank, he realized that something seemed wrong with him; he shouldn't be so tired!
Suddenly he got up and forced himself to go to the warehouse again, intending to ask Qin Qianqian to get some more distilled water. Unexpectedly, after he left, Qin Qianqian took it upon herself to take out a small pot of distilled water.
Lu Tu smiled at Qin Qianqian with satisfaction and said, "Qianqian, you are truly my lucky star."
Qin Qianqian understood what Lü Tu was referring to. Seeing that Lü Tu's expression was not good, she asked worriedly, "Brother Lü, are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Tu took two steps back to keep his distance from her: "I'm fine, please don't tell anyone. Wear that gauze mask for the next few days, I can get my own medicine, and keep the room temperature warm, and add some rice water to the jar from time to time."
After giving the instructions, he heated the syringe over a fire, then disinfected it with strong liquor, and finally injected himself with a small amount of smallpox vaccine, and also used the nasal vaccination method.
Only then did she force herself to return to Liu Yang's room, where she collapsed onto the wooden plank and fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Tu had a very difficult night's sleep, tossing and turning, and his body was constantly burning with fever.
Lu Tu knew very well that he had a high fever, and a high fever at this time must mean that he had contracted smallpox.
In his dazed state, he could only hope that his medicine would work. After all, apart from penicillin, which had not yet been cultivated, he had tried every possible method. He could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.
After an unknown amount of time, Lü Tu felt a dry, cracking pain in his throat. He slowly opened his eyes and immediately heard a familiar voice.
"Brother Yang, Big Brother is awake!"
The first thing that came into view was Liu Hu's youthful face, filled with excitement, his eyes red as he stared at Lü Tu: "Big brother, you scared us to death, you..."
As soon as Lü Tu opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Water..."
"Oh, here it comes."
Liu Yang slapped him on the head and said, "Let your brother drink the water that Miss Qin brought."
Liu Hu helped him up and fed him some saline solution. Lu Tu finally calmed down. It seemed that Qin Qianqian was very perceptive, as she even knew to give him saline solution.
For someone like him who has been seriously ill and in a coma for a long time, saline solution is simply a life-saving medicine!
Lu Tu asked with difficulty, "How long have I been asleep?"
"18 hours!"
A day and a night had passed. Lü Tu nodded: "Does my wife know?"
Liu Hu waved his hands repeatedly: "My two sisters-in-law don't know yet. Yesterday, they sent someone to ask you where you were, and I made up an excuse that you went to the Gubeifeng Pass."
Lu Tu was relieved, but then noticed a bandage on Liu Hu's arm and asked warily, "Where did you get this injury?"
Liu Yang spat viciously from the side: "Last night, some refugees caused trouble outside and tried to force their way into the village. I led people to quell the disturbance."
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