Without Yu Shenyan, the room suddenly became quiet, leaving only Yu Zhining's speechless nonsense.

Li Yuan frowned and looked at Li Muyun: "Have you remembered it? This is not a trivial matter!"

"I always remember that as long as you are really able to confirm that he is squeezing." Li Muyun looked at Yu Zhining, who was lying on the bed, with his old face a little pale, and was sweating profusely, and walked a few steps in the room.

Li Yuan glared at Li Muyun and said with great certainty and affirmation: "Then you think about it quickly. I have seen this problem a lot before, so I guarantee that there will be no mistakes."

I remember that in the late Sui Dynasty, countless people died in the Central Plains War, so there were naturally no less plagues. Smallpox, malaria, and other diseases had never occurred. The old man Li Yuan said that he had seen countless of them with his own eyes, which is really not a lie.

Seeing that the old man was so sure, Li Muyun didn't say anything else. He scratched his head and squatted towards the door, took a deep breath of the refreshing air blowing into the room on summer nights and frowned.

Malaria is generally mainly caused by mosquito bites. The symptoms are generally chills, fever, long-term sweating, anemia, and are very similar to those of sepsis, typhoid fever, and viral infections. It is difficult for professionals to distinguish them.

These are Li Muyun’s only knowledge of malaria. For treatment, he still remembers a drug called chloroquine and primulinquine.

But for the current situation, these are nonsense. All Li Muyun's knowledge comes from later generations. If he had modern instruments or something, he might be able to help confirm the diagnosis. If not, he could only guess.

There is also medicine. Judging from the messy name of the medicine, the medicine is not something that the Tang Dynasty has, so even if you know it, it will be useless. It will only waste time to say it out.

Now all he needs is earth recipes or battlefield first aid, if not...

Wait, thinking of first aid in the battlefield, Li Muyun jumped up from the ground suddenly and shouted: "Damn, I remembered it."

Everyone in the room was at a loss and was startled by his cold throat. But before Li Yuan and others could react, Li Muyun had run away so much that he could not even see his shadow. He could only hear his voice coming from afar: "Come here, where are you going? Go down the mountain to the side of the road and get some bitter artemisia for me. Immediately, immediately, I want as much as I want!"

"What is bitter artemisia?" Li Yuan and others had already chased out of the room at this time. Seeing Li Muyun look so squeaky, the old man asked in suspicion.

"Bitty Artemisia is our name here. The correct name should be called stinky Artemisia. There is an ingredient in that thing that is very effective in treating malaria. If Teacher Yu can be sure that he has malaria, this thing will definitely save him." Li Muyun was excited for a moment and did not care that the word malaria had not become popular in the Tang Dynasty.

However, everyone present was very nervous and no one could care about these things. Anyway, Li Muyun would make some fresh words from time to time, so it would not be surprising that everyone would have been doing it for a long time.

...

Time passed little by little, and the people sent down the mountain came back soon, each carrying a lot of weeds.

I went down the mountain to get weeds in the middle of the night, and no one could see what it was. I could only pick it up in a mess and then identify it bit by bit when I returned to the village.

Fortunately, Shuozhou is not a rare thing. After sorting it out, it still produces about 70 or 80 kilograms. It was directly pounded and made into juice by Li Muyun's order.

What a guy, the whole village was busy all night and he made about ten kilograms of bitter artemisia juice. The smelly smell spread throughout the village, making people almost unable to breathe.

But these are not the key points. The key points are that Li Muyun actually made a big bowl, and it was filled with "bang" and helped Lao Yu up and poured it into his stomach. The second son of the Yu family's eyes turned red.

I have seen people who take medicine, but I have never seen people who take medicine like this.

Other people have to boil the medicine, and the amount of medicine is very small, most of it is water.

But the guy in front of me was so good that he poured the medicine into his old man's stomach, and it was a kind of smelly thing. What a big grudge.

And that's not all. After pouring a bowl of rice into it, Li Muyun didn't stop. He poured two more bowls into Lao Yu's stomach. Even Old Li Yuan couldn't stand it anymore. Yu Lao Er's eyes were even more bloody, thinking that someone was taking revenge on his old man. He blew his throat and rushed towards Li who was sitting beside the bed: "Li Muyun, you ungrateful villain, I'm fighting with you!"

A sudden shout scared Li Muyun. Yu Guangzhong saw a figure rushing up, but he didn't even look at it during the conditioned reflex. He raised his leg and kicked it.

Yu Shenyan was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and he was born in a civil servant family and did not know martial arts at all. His courage in the blood and blood could not match a murderer like Li Muyun who had been trained in life and death.

So before the person rushed to Li Muyun, he was kicked out in the chest. If Su Wanqing hadn't seen the situation was wrong and pulled him from behind, it would have been impossible to kick him outside the room by this kick.

Li Muyun kicked Yu Shenyan out and found out who was kicking. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and put the sea bowl on the side: "Yu Laoer, you want to die, right? I'm saving your father, are you going to plot against me!"

Although Yu Shenyan was kicked far away by Li Muyun, because the kick was kicked out in a hurry and the posture was a little wrong, he was not injured. He asked Li Muyun to scold him, and immediately shook off Su Wanqing who was pulling his collar and shouted to someone: "You are repaying your kindness and revenge, you are deliberately trying to torture my father!"

"Damn it, you uncle." Li Muyun didn't expect that he had kindness to exchange for the donkey's liver and lungs. He tried hard to save Lao Yu, but his son scolded him for being kind and revenge. He glared at the donkey and his temper also came up. After cursing, he stepped forward and pulled Yu Shenyan's collar, and he punched the boy and squatted down.

"Mu Yun, what are you doing?!" Su Wanqing couldn't stand watching and stopped Li Mu Yun: "No matter what he said, he is Teacher Yu's son. Now Teacher Yu's life and death are unknown. You are just treating him like this. Do you want to confirm your kindness and revenge?"

"I..." Li Muyun was stopped by his future wife, clenched his fists and finally did not take action. He looked back at Yu Zhining who was lying on the bed, and walked back with a move in his heart.
Chapter completed!