Chapter 86 Miracle Medicine
The whole body is covered with frostbite and the itchiness is unbearable when it gets hot.
The wounded couldn't help but grab it.
The doctors shouted, "Stop them."
Some of the soldiers had been to the Northwest before. Upon hearing the news, they quickly grabbed their hands tightly to prevent them from scratching.
Because once you scratch it, your skin will be torn and bloody, and you won’t be able to save your life.
Chi Ming even ordered that the people be tied up to prevent them from scratching.
Although it is cruel, it will be fine as long as we endure it for a few days.
Better than losing your life.
He didn't want the soldier he had found with great difficulty to lose his life due to frostbite.
"Then give them medicine."
The imperial doctors cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, we don't have enough medicine."
There are 50,000 people here, and they need countless medicines for all kinds of frostbite.
The frostbite medicine carried by the accompanying troops was only to prevent frozen hands and feet, but they did not expect that their entire bodies would be covered with frostbite.
"Use them all, and then think of a solution after we get out."
Suddenly he remembered the frostbite medicine that Bai Qinghuan had prepared for him in his bag, and he took every bottle.
He took out the porcelain bottle with the words "Chilblain Cream" on it, opened it, and smelled it.
It's very refreshing, and the taste is different from what the imperial physician prepared.
"I wonder how effective the medicine is?"
Seeing Zhao Anren secretly scratching his hand under his sleeve, he said, "You, come here."
Zhao Anren trembled as he stepped forward and couldn't help but scratch him again: "What do you want, Your Majesty?"
"Put your hand out."
He didn't understand why, but he still stretched out his hand obediently.
His hands were almost blue from the cold, and there were several bloodstains, obviously from the scratches he had just made.
Facing Chi Ming's cold eyes, Zhao Anren begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please don't tie me up. I can bear it and I will not give in."
Chi Ming didn't care whether he was stubborn or not. In fact, when he saw him, he had a question in his mind:
"How did you survive?"
Normally, a civil official would have been in poor health. Many strong soldiers died, but he was still alive and well.
I have less frostbite than others.
"I was born in Hecheng, the northernmost city of Fuzhou. It is cold there all year round. Maybe I am more resistant to cold?"
He originally thought that he was going to die, but unexpectedly he managed to survive.
May God bless you, may our ancestors bless you!
Chi Ming didn't comment. He picked up some ointment with his slender fingers and was about to apply it on his frostbite.
Zhao Anren was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand into his sleeve: "My Lord, spare my life!"
The prince offered to apply medicine to him, but he didn't have the guts to do so.
"Put your hands out, don't move!"
He didn't want anyone else to touch the medicine bottle Qinghuan gave him.
Zhao Anren really didn't dare to move.
Chi Ming spread the ointment on his fingers little by little on the chilblains on the back of Zhao Anren's hand.
Zhao Anren was prepared to endure the severe pain and closed his eyes tightly.
It's been a long time, why doesn't it hurt?
The cool feeling spread and slowly replaced the itchiness. The back of his hand felt much more comfortable, as if he had no frostbite.
He looked up in surprise: "My Lord, this is a miracle drug."
The tenderness in Chi Ming's eyes flashed by, Qing Huan gave him another surprise.
This old thing is just cheap.
Doctor Li was the closest, and when he heard it, he ran over quickly.
He stared at Chi Ming's palm with greedy eyes and reached out to grab it.
Chi Ming stepped back and gave him a look that said "you're looking for death."
The imperial physician was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his face.
He was so carried away just now that he forgot that the person in front of him was the Regent.
But there was a magic medicine right in front of him, and he was not allowed to see it, which made him feel itchy inside like a cat scratching him.
I can only lick my old face and smile ingratiatingly:
"Your Majesty, can you let me take a look?"
"Talk nicely and don't use your hands."
Doctor Li had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat: Who did that? If you say this, others will think you are disrespectful to the elderly!
But he couldn't complain about the Regent and could only swallow his blood silently.
"It was my fault, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
Chi Ming hummed, then picked out a point with his finger and showed it to him.
When Doctor Li saw the green ointment, his eyes widened.
I got even more excited when I smelled this cool scent.
"It tastes like menthol. Why didn't I think of it before?"
I only know that to treat frostbite, I need to use some herbal medicines to reduce swelling and relieve blood stasis, but I don't pay attention to the patient's feelings.
You know, itching can be fatal.
Menthol can relieve itching and refresh the mind. It’s not the right time to use it now.
And Zhao Anren is not feeling unwell at all, and he can still help other soldiers bandage their wounds, which shows that the ointment is effective immediately.
He was excited, it really was a miracle drug.
"May I ask, Your Majesty, which doctor prepared this ointment?"
It definitely wasn’t prescribed by the imperial physician from their Imperial Medical Bureau, otherwise he would have known it long ago.
"A miracle doctor."
"Your Majesty, could you give me some so I can study it?"
"If it can be formulated, it will benefit all mankind."
In addition to the soldiers guarding the border, ordinary people in the north often suffer from frostbite when winter comes.
If they had such an ointment at hand, wouldn't they no longer have to endure such pain?
Hearing him say that, Chi Ming looked at him seriously and put away the medicine bottle.
"You want to develop it and keep it for yourself?"
This is Qinghuan’s exclusive recipe, and no one can monopolize it.
Doctor Li felt his neck was cold, and it seemed as if his head was about to separate from his neck.
He waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I just want to make more. After all, we have so many injured."
The prince had one bottle in his hand, and there seemed to be two more bottles in his bag, which was not enough at all.
A doctor has a kind heart, he really has no intention of monopolizing the patient.
"Once we get out, I will send a message to the miracle doctor, asking him to make more for the court to purchase."
Only then did Doctor Li give up the idea of developing his own drug.
Each secret recipe is very precious and is often passed down through the family.
What I said just now did seem like an attempt to usurp power.
It would be great if the prince could ask the doctor to produce more. As for purchasing for the court, that is not within his scope of responsibility.
Then he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it is a blessing for Dongxi that you care about the soldiers."
Chi Ming scooped out all the ointment from the three medicine bottles with a piece of wood, put it into ordinary medicine bottles, and asked Doctor Li and others to apply the medicine to the soldiers.
I put the bottle back into my bag, not wanting to throw it away.
There were quite a few small things in the bundle, and he looked through them one by one.
For example, some white cubes smell sweet and should be white sugar.
He knew that white sugar could replenish physical strength. These sugar blocks were hard and obviously pressed. One block could keep him going for an hour.
There was also a fire starter. He opened it and blew it, and flames immediately came out.
You have to know that he had been away from the capital for three days, and the tinder was still burning. The tinder in the army could usually only last for two days.
There was another slightly larger bottle with the word "strong liquor" on it and small words saying it could be used to disinfect wounds.
"Disinfection of wounds?"
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