After about an hour, the other pig's bladder was finally filled with air.

Spray some of the gas onto the lamp, and the flame suddenly becomes brighter. It is indeed oxygen.

As for the hydrogen, Master Zhao did not have the courage to verify it in this way, and simply asked his disciples to release it outside.

However, the efficiency of producing oxygen in this way is too low. It takes an hour to fill a urine bubble the size of a football, which is really not enough.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhao was wealthy and generous, and regardless of the cost, he immediately summoned craftsmen to rush out ten oxygen generators overnight, and they were upgraded versions.

Zhao Shizhen and Zhang Jian changed the crank handle to a gear-driven pedal type. They also optimized the design of the magnet and coil, greatly improving the oxygen production efficiency.

Zhao Hao estimated that this was almost enough. If it was not enough, he could just add more machines.

Anyway, Mr. Zhao has plenty of money and Kunshan County has plenty of people, so there is no pressure to operate a hundred oxygen generators at the same time.

Therefore, Kunkaisi specially arranged 20 strong men to work in shifts day and night to produce oxygen. The produced oxygen was collected in sheepskin bags and supplied to Lin Zhongcheng for use.

A sheepskin bag is the kind used to make rafts. It is a leather bag made from a whole sheepskin, about the same size as a rice bag, and can hold the weight of twenty to thirty pig bladders.

The flood-fighting supplies in Kunkaisi are becoming more and more abundant. These things are all ready-made and there is as much as you need.

When the air holes of the sheepskin bag were connected to a simple oxygen mask also made of Eucommia rubber through a piece of Eucommia rubber tube, a simple yet sophisticated oxygen inhalation device was finally completed.

Zhao Hao tried it on his own face first. He didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but when the gas sprayed into his mouth and nose, he felt refreshed.

"This is the only way for now." Zhao Hao carefully put the mask with holes on both sides on Lin Run's face, and asked the nurse to fasten the straps for him.

To be honest, Zhao Hao didn't know whether all his efforts had any effect. But seeing Lin Run put on the world's first oxygen mask, at least he felt much better.

Fortunately, the three doctors were very good at treating burns, and Lin Zhongcheng's burns were mainly concentrated on the torso, and the facial burns were not serious. With Li Lunming's ancestral burn ointment, at least that handsome face could be basically saved...

Of course, he has to wake up, otherwise no matter how well the burns are treated, it will be useless.

"I'll leave the rest to you." Zhao Hao first bowed to the three doctors, then took a deep look at Lin Run lying on the bed, and left the ward.

When he came out of the ward, Cai Guoxi, Niu Chenshi, and Songjiang prefect Zhong Zhenji, who arrived later, hurried to greet him and asked eagerly, "How is the effect? ​​Is he getting better?"

"How can it be so fast? Maybe it won't work at all." Zhao Hao sighed and said, "You think I'm a god. I can only do my best and leave the rest to fate."

"Is that so..." The three of them couldn't help but feel disappointed. Even the omnipotent Master Zhao was not sure. It seemed that Zhong Cheng would not be able to wake up in a short time.

"The three of you should stop standing here." Zhao Hao looked at the dozens of attendants standing behind the three of them, filling the long corridor of the ward. He couldn't help but frown and said, "The chancellor won't wake up immediately if you stand here. You should go back and do what you need to do."

Everything is piled up here. Is my hospital still open?

"That's right. Zhong Cheng certainly doesn't want to see this. Let's all put aside our duties and stay here..." Niu Chenshi gave the order:

"Prefect Zhong, you are far away. If you have expressed your sincere wishes, please go back. Prefect Cai and I will take turns to stay here."

"This..." Zhong Zhenji lowered his head and sighed, knowing that Niu Chenshi was suspicious of him. Moreover, the imperial envoy who was investigating the case would arrive in the next few days, and his first stop would definitely be Jiangnan Hospital.

By then, I wonder how they will arrange themselves?

Although Niu Qianshi was half a level lower than him, rank was not important in the Ming Dynasty, what was important was the position.

For example, a seventh-rank inspector can compete with a governor, and a second-rank governor can be promoted to a third-rank governor. Moreover, the first in command of the governor's office is fainted, and the second in command is crazy, so for the time being, he, the third in command, can only preside over daily work.

So Zhong Zhengji had no choice but to obey orders and leave reluctantly.

Zhao Hao said to Niu Chenshi, "It's almost time to remove all the people outside. The people are still waiting to see a doctor."

"Wait a couple of days." Niu Chenshi said with an apologetic smile, "The imperial envoy will arrive in the next two days. If he sees the commotion in the hospital, wouldn't that just add fuel to the fire?"

"Please help me, young master. Let the doctors go to another place to treat the patient." Cai Guoxi also advised in a low voice: "This incident is too bad. If we don't do enough superficial work, the reputation of the entire Suzhou and Songjiang officialdom will be damaged."

"Okay." Mr. Zhao had no choice. After all, the Jiangnan Company and the government had been cooperating closely. Every benefit has its drawbacks.

~~

After leaving Jiangnan Hospital, Zhao Hao boarded the Science and rushed to Suzhou.

Tomorrow, October 8th, is the opening day of Jiangnan Bank.

Young Master Zhao had not originally intended to join in the fun, but plans cannot keep up with changes.

Truth cannot be hidden. How could the fact that Lin Run was seriously injured be hidden from those well-informed tycoons?

In such a precarious and chaotic time, people are most likely to change their minds and do stupid things. If he doesn't stand up and intimidate these people, the Xu family can use the panic to tie them firmly to the chariot.

What Mr. Zhao wanted was a prosperous, stable Jiangnan where a commercial revolution could be brewed, rather than a Jiangnan plagued by frequent internal strife, chaos and people's misery.

Therefore, these people must be separated from the Xu family.

Don't make yourself the enemy of all the Jiangnan gentry, but make the Xu family the enemy of all the Jiangnan gentry!

Therefore, Zhao Hao decided to take advantage of the bank's opening and the gathering of guests to have a good talk with them.

By the time we arrived in Suzhou City, it was already dark and the Lou Gate was closed.

Fortunately, Cai Guoxi was traveling with him, and Prefect Cai asked the city gate to be opened, so they were able to enter the city.

The Science was slowly sailing along the Beijie River, where lights swayed in Suzhou City. Cai Guoxi stood on the deck, looking at the brightly lit streets on both sides of the river, and suddenly sighed:

"Ah, it's all fate..."

Zhao Hao glanced at Prefect Cai and actually deduced at least four layers of meaning from his seemingly incoherent sigh.

The most superficial layer is a feeling. Lin Run was successful at a young age, but he stumbled one day.

The second level is sympathy. Zheng Yuanshao, Niu Qianshi, Zhong Zhengji and other officials, regardless of whether they are responsible for the case or not, will definitely be implicated when the time comes.

The third level, fortunately. The trouble happened in Songjiang, so he managed to escape.

The fourth level, regret. If Suzhou hadn't just had a turmoil, he would definitely have one of the many vacancies this time. Even if he couldn't become the governor of Yingtian, at least he would be promoted to the military governor of Susong, which was a sure thing.

There are so many mixed feelings in my heart, which makes me deeply realize the ruthlessness of fate once again.

Prefect Cai suddenly missed Master Mingjue of Yunyan Temple and Master Sejie of Xiyuan Temple very much. He wanted to talk about Zen with the former and have a written conversation with the latter to dispel this feeling of powerlessness.

ps. This is the first of three consecutive updates. It’s a little late today, so I’ll finish it quickly so everyone can go and have a rest.