"Daliwan, the official family is joking." Hu Yuan happily asked the official family to sit down, but he left the official family and said: "The official family, I just came out of the secret room. Although the secret room has been cleared, it is still far away from the official family."

The secret room was gone, and the air was released for more than ten days. Logically speaking, there should be no danger, but Hu Yuan still stood in a distance and answered the questions from the official family.

Zhao Huan opened the letter and looked at it for a long time before slowly putting it down. His eyes were filled with surprise and asked, "Where did you get this method? This is the method of blood-drawing and curing diseases."

Hu Yuan shook his head and said, "People have all kinds of diseases but are not obvious. This method of blood drawing and blood transfusion is too dangerous. In addition, this method is also contrary to nature. You can use it when you are in danger or in an emergency, but this method of blood drawing is not a universal method. I still have to think of a solution."

Hu Yuan's research on human blood as medicine is still in the stage of animal experiments, and it was an experiment on the chickens he raised. Not all chickens will die if they get anthrax. The blood of the recovered chickens can treat other diseases.

However, Hu Yuan still had a cautious view of this method and did not conduct experiments on people. As he said, people have all kinds of diseases but are not obvious, and after bloodlines are connected, there is still the possibility of mutual infection.

Moreover, after studying for a long time, he still felt that some parts were not very clear. Some chickens twitched all over and died of septic blood as soon as they were injected. Most of the others had other problems. This method is up to be discussed, and he also wrote down his doubts in his letter.

Hu Yuan thought for a while and said, "The official asked how this method came about. Princess Anna told me a story some time ago, and I figured it out."

"Oh? Story?" Zhao Huan asked intriguedly. It turned out that in addition to himself, there were people who told stories.

Hu Yuan smiled and said, "Princess Anna is talking about a mythical story, which is about the doctor gods there, who seem to be named Ask or something. He is the son of the sun god and the fairy. He received the teachings of the horse man when he was young and got a small bottle of incredible blood from the goddess of wisdom Athena."

"The blood of this snake demon is taken from the blood vessel on the left, which is a deadly poison, but if taken from the blood vessel on the right, this blood can bring about a resurrection. It's extremely magical."

"Later, I thought about the little chicken who recovered from the disease. Isn't it just the blood of this snake demon? I figured out this method. But there are still many problems."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. Hu Yuan, who has been possessed by the treatment of anthrax and plague, naturally used all the methods to treat this disease.

Hu Yuan shook his head and said with some regret: "I am very envious. Aske, the medical saint on Princess Anna, will sit and think about it, and the snake demon will hold the magical medicine for resurrection to help him cure the disease. Our ancestors of the arts have no good things."

This reminded Zhao Huan of the allusion of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs. For a moment, someone believed this snake demon?

[Historical Event Reminder: The World Health Organization (WHO) emblem is composed of a United Nations logo covered by a snake coiled scepter. For a long time, the scepter coiled by a snake was a symbol of the medical and medical community, namely the snake emblem.]

Zhao Huan nodded. Hu Yuan was a clever person, and it was also good to think of some practical methods from this myth.

"Did you understand the blood type?" Zhao Huan thought of the key question. If this is for use by people, it would be a matter of life without looking at the blood type.

"Blood type?" Hu Yuan's eyes became confused, and the problem that had bothered him for many days was that after the little chicken was injected with the blood of the recovered chicken, he had many symptoms, such as fever, fainting, facial tremor, urine turned yellow, etc., and even several deaths occurred.

At first he thought he was inappropriate, but now it seems that there is another reason!

As Hu Yuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, Zhao Huan knew that he did have ideas. A smart person could know the direction from one word.

"Thank you for your teachings." Hu Yuan shouted with ecstasy face. His face was full of impatientness and impatience. He wanted to rush to his Tianji City laboratory! Hurry up and start the experiment.

Zhao Huan looked at Hu Yuan's appearance and said with a smile: "I think of the past, Emperor Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, but died of poisoning without medicine. I think of the past, where is Laojun still not dead? I think of the past, Peng Zu, who lived for eight hundred years, will eventually turn into bones and disintegrate a pile of soil."

"You should also be careful on weekdays, don't be too hasty. If you are anxious, you can't eat hot tofu. Do you know?"

Zhao Huan advised Hu Yuan not to work like this. The body is the greatest capital. If you make the body worse, no matter how much research you study, it will be empty talk.

Hu Yuan hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Abide by the sages of the official family."

Hu Yuan left the Imperial Hospital excitedly and rushed to his Tianji City Laboratory. Zhao Huan looked at Hu Yuan's back with a smile on his face. He seemed to see the Yanhuang bloodline running in Hu Yuan's bloodline.

Shennong is the Yan Emperor. Shennong has no fairy father or relatives, and can get magic medicines like the blood of the banshee, and there is no snake demon holding the magic medicine that resurrection is brought to the death to save his people.

There are animals, such as tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves. Unfortunately, they are not snake monsters in myths. They not only will not bring magical medicines to resurrection, but also will take away the lives of tribal people at any time.

In this case, he had only one bet, that is his own life.

For this reason, he personally picked flowers and plants, tasted all kinds of herbs, looked for edible crops, and looked for medicinal materials that could cure diseases.

He tasted wheat, rice, millet, and sorghum that could satisfy his hunger. He brought the seeds back to the tribe to cultivate, allowing the tribe's people to eat enough, and tasted 360 kinds of herbs, which were written into "Shennong Bencao" to cure the people's diseases.

Until one day, Shennong was unable to return to the tribe, and no one knew where he died. Some people said he was taken away by God, while others said he died of poisoning after tasting hundreds of herbs.

Shennong tastes hundreds of herbs is a mythical story. Shennong's story may represent a power that exists in the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang, and man conquers nature.

What Hu Yuan did was almost the same as what Shennong did.

Even before leaving, he still had that silly smile as always.

Zhao Huan watched Hu Yuan leave the Imperial Hospital, and then looked at the letters from Yue Fei and Han Shizhong in his hand. These people were all the backbone of the Song Dynasty.

Of course, if there is a backbone, there will inevitably be borers. These borers express their greatest indignation in the face of the law based on the principle of anti-exploitation.
Chapter completed!