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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh emperor's wonderful hand to rejuvenate the moon

When the imperial doctor was treating him, Zhu Youlang waited outside the house.

Han Miao was worried that Wen Anzhi would get an infectious disease, so he would not let Zhu Youlang enter the house.

The reason is naturally that the emperor is a body of a thousand gold, so he should not be easily in danger.

Han Miao believes that although Wen Anzhi's chance of plague is not high, it is not completely missing.

Before you figure out what this disease is, it is better not to take risks easily.

In addition to the crowd of people who followed him to stop him, Zhu Youlang had to give up.

He really can't be too selfish in this matter.

After all, Zhu Youlang represents the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty finally had a good momentum today. It would be a pity if Zhu Youlang declined because of the disease.

Zhu Youlang not only needs to be responsible to Wen Anzhi, but also to the people of the world.

The waiting time is very painful.

I don’t know if it was Zhu Youlang’s psychological effect, but he felt that the imperial doctor had been diagnosed and treated for a long time before he came out to report his life.

As soon as the imperial doctor showed up, Zhu Youlang asked with concern: "What disease did Wenqing suffer from?"

The imperial physician Zhang Fan respectfully bowed to Zhu Youlang and said, "Report to Your Majesty, Mr. Wenge's illness is very strange. I looked carefully and Mr. Wenge's forehead was sweating, which seemed to be weak and hot. I asked the people in the mansion again. Mr. Wenge was cold and hot these days, and often accompanied by diarrhea. Judging from these symptoms, none of the symptoms can be completely consistent with it. I was a little talented and knowledgeable. At first, I thought Mr. Wenge had a cold and cold, but now it seems that it is not the case."

Zhang Fan talked for a long time but didn't say anything.

This kind of car slogan is the favorite thing for imperial physicians to use.

Because the people they diagnosed were either rich or noble, if they had a few shortcomings in their diagnosis and treatment, they would not be able to afford their lives.

Of course, he really couldn't see what disease Wen Anzhi had this time. The disease was so strange.

Zhu Youlang's eyes lit up after hearing this.

Isn’t this the same symptoms as malaria?

When he led his troops across the Dashuize, many of the Ming soldiers were infected with malaria. The symptoms of those soldiers were exactly the same as those of Wen Anzhi!

Zhu Youlang relied on the knowledge accumulated in his previous life to order the soldiers to find a plant called Artemisia stinky artemisia, which is stinky artemisia, and crush it and take it.

He really found it!

Once the wormwood was crushed and cooked to the soldiers, the malaria situation in the army was immediately controlled, and the Ming army also successfully walked out of the Dashuize.

But at that time, Wen Anzhi was far away in Sichuan, so of course he didn't know about Artemisia .

These imperial doctors also have no knowledge of malaria, so it is not surprising that they cannot be diagnosed.

"Han Miao, go and order someone to get some wormwood."

After Zhu Youlang said that, Han Miao immediately understood it.

At that time, Han Miao was always with him and remembered the story of the emperor's decree of ordering people to use Artemisia to treat malaria.

At that time, the soldiers treated the emperor like a god. After all, the emperor's words saved the lives of thousands of people!

He also felt that the symptoms of the imperial physician were very consistent with the symptoms of malaria, and immediately bowed and said, "I obey the order."

Malaria was still very terrible in ancient times. The main reason was that the special medicine could not be found.

However, compared with the plague, the strong infectious disease, it is still weaker.

It is mainly transmitted by mosquitoes. It is estimated that Wen Anzhi was infected by a bite by water mosquitoes.

The imperial physician asked tentatively: "Do you dare to ask Your Majesty but you know what this disease is?"

"This disease is called malaria. When I passed through Dashuize, I encountered a large-scale infection of malaria by soldiers. It was cured with this Artemisia saccharomycea."

Zhu Youlang said without hesitation.

The imperial physician was very curious. He naturally knew that the emperor would not talk nonsense, and he wanted to see the effect of Artemisia aphrodisiac to treat malaria.

For Zhu Youlang, the heart that was hanging over was finally able to let go.

The significance of Wen Anzhi to him and the Ming Dynasty is self-evident. Zhu Youlang really couldn't accept the result of Wen Anzhi's death while sick.

Fortunately, this malaria is curable, and Zhu Youlang happened to master targeted treatment methods.

If Wen Anzhi is really infected with severe infectious diseases such as plague or smallpox, Zhu Youlang is powerless.

After the emperor issued an order, Han Miao mobilized the Jinyiwei and the Hu Ben Army to search for the Yellow Flower Artemisia throughout the city, and finally brought the Yellow Flower Artemisia to Wenfu half an hour later.

Mash the wormwood according to the previous method in Dashuize, then heat the quenching juice and give Wen Anzhi the next thing to do is wait.

Although Wen Anzhi is still in a coma, Zhu Youlang is very confident to pull him back from the gates of hell.

Wen Anzhi's family naturally dared not say anything.

After all, this is the emperor's idea. If they object, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Besides, the old man is already like this. How bad can he be?

Let's take a life as a deaf horse.

Zhu Youlang couldn't bear to leave and kept waiting in Wenfu.

Another hour later, Wen Anzhi finally woke up.

"Your Majesty"

Although Wen Anzhi woke up, he was still very weak.

Zhu Youlang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Wen Anzhi's hand and said, "Mr. Wen Ge, don't talk, rest more and take good care of your illness."

Wen Anzhi was moved and burst into tears, and he choked and said, "Is this medicine given to the old minister by Your Majesty?"

Zhu Youlang nodded slightly and said, "This medicine is taken from Artemisia Chrysanthemum, which can treat the malaria disease that Mr. Wenge is infected with. Mr. Wenge should not be afraid. As long as you take the medicine regularly according to the prescription, you will definitely be cured."

Artemisinin in Artemisia atractylodes is a special medicine for the treatment of malaria even in later generations.

The only difference is that the current extraction and purification technology is not as good as that of later generations, but it can still be cured as long as you take the medicine on time.

With the example of Dashuize in front, Zhu Youlang is very confident.

Wen Anzhi's lips opened slightly, and his throat swayed, "Old minister is obeying Your Majesty's will."

In order to make the atmosphere better, Zhu Youlang laughed and said, "Ge Wen gets better soon. I am still waiting for you to go to the cabinet to handle government affairs. If you want to beg me, I will not be allowed."

After saying that, Zhu Youlang made a fancy to Zhu Cixuan, and Zhu Cixuan immediately bowed to Wen Anzhi and said, "Teacher must get better quickly, I am still waiting for you to teach."

Wen Anzhi was so moved that he could not speak.

The emperor and the prince came to his residence at the same time and visited him in person.

What a honor and favor this is.

Wen Anzhi is actually over seventy years old and has lived enough.

If I hadn't wanted to see the day when the Ming Dynasty revival, I wouldn't have been able to last until now.

The care of the emperor and the prince once again strengthened his belief that he must live until the day of the Ming Dynasty's rejuvenation.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, your highness, the old minister will take good care of his body. Even for your Majesty and Your Highness, the old minister will get better."

"That's good, that's good."

Zhu Youlang nodded with relief.

"Since that's the case, I won't disturb Mr. Wen Ge's rest. Doctor Zhang, please stay in Mr. Wen Ge's house. If there is any situation, please report it at any time."

Zhang Fan immediately bowed and said, "I will receive the order."
Chapter completed!
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