Although the standard'cell regeneration solution' has not yet been produced, this alternative is already available for patients.
Bai Zhi taught the method of intravenous injection to a group of imperial doctors, who set up free medical stations at various street corners. It is advertised again that family members who have patients at home will send patients to the site to receive injections of regeneration fluid.
Many of these patients are close to the state of running out of oil, and they heard that the medicine is free. Only then did they send their family members and use dead horses as horse doctors.
Unexpectedly, once this medicine was used, only a few hours later, these patients who seemed to be exhausted, their spirits improved a lot.
Those with milder symptoms have more obvious effects.
"Can I get better with this medicine?" After an injection was given to a ten-year-old boy, the boy was lying on the door panel, covered with a thick quilt, with a small white face. Blinking big black and white eyes.
Bai Zhi shook his head: "Not yet, but it can temporarily save your life. If you want to heal you, you still need to use the medicine. That medicine has not been refined yet. When your sister refines the medicine, you come and get another shot. , Then it will get better."
The young boy nodded his head, his eyes were red, "My sister must heal me, I still have to grow up, I will make a lot of money when I grow up, let my sister also study, so that my parents will have meat. ."
When the man and woman who had sent him heard this, tears fell like rain, and they were choked up and speechless.
Bai Zhi's nose was slightly sour, and she raised her hand to caress the young boy's black hair, and said softly: "Yes, there is a sister, you will definitely get better with this disease."
She didn't say something, she couldn't say it, and she didn't dare to say it.
He was still so young that he had to endure these pains that even adults could not bear.
And her medicine, even if it can eventually recover him, there are some injuries, how can it be impossible to recover as before. Looking at the men and women standing next to the teenagers, they were dressed in thin clothes, their thin shirts were patched in many places, their noses were flushed with cold, their complexion was dry and yellow, and they were skinny and skinny.
Looking at them, she thought that when she first came to this world, she was even thinner than the boy in front of her. She had never worn any fitted clothes, and had been patched layer after layer.
In this world, how many people are suffering like this
She sighed, untied the money bag tied around her waist, and quietly tucked it under the boy's pillow while the boy's parents were wiping their tears. Without saying anything, she let them go back on their own.
February 15th.
The sky was a little gloomy, and I didn't even see the shadow of the sun all day.
Bai Zhi is panicked, there is no sun during the day, can you see the moon at night
If there is no moonlight, how can she go back
"What are you thinking about?" Chu Yan rolled over and got off his horse, walking to Bai Zhi's booth with a food box, and put the food box on the table.
Bai Zhi returned to his senses, looked at the food box and smiled and asked, "Aren't you busy with your feet on the ground? Why are there still free relatives to give me food?"
Chu Yan sat down on the bench next to her and sighed, "The prime minister of the Kingdom of Jin will be able to arrive in Kyoto tomorrow. If I don't see you today, tomorrow, I won't be free."
Bai Zhi said, "Princess Qianfang and Prince Qianhua, are they okay?"
Chu Yan shook his head: "I don't know, I just sent them to the palace, and I don't know everything else." He was so busy, how could he have time to take care of the brothers and sisters.