Small yellow-white maggots were constantly wriggling in the mildewed wound on the dog's hind legs.
No wonder the sad old man exclaimed. In the concept of ordinary people in this era, blood-sucking insects such as maggots and leeches are confused. Many people think that maggots are good at drilling, and they will drill into damaged or even intact skin to suck blood.
In fact, the vast majority of maggots are inherently non-toxic, and the maggots in Doujiangfang are relatively clean. In another world, many educated youths sent to the countryside have eaten soybean paste with maggots, and even ate the maggots in the sauce whole.
Hu Yunjiao and Mu Qingya have passed the nausea period, and they are gradually getting used to it. The two women stared at each other almost without blinking their beautiful eyes.
"Would you like to keep them as pets?" Seeing that they were serious about it, Wu Zhe asked in a funny way.
"Pet? So this kind of thing is a pet?" Hu Yunjiao shuddered all over.
Mu Qingya also touched her elbow, obviously feeling chills just thinking about it. Treating this kind of thing as a pet is definitely more vicious than treating a disease with it.
Shizi got closer than anyone else, staring at the little maggots crawling on the wound.
He realized that if the maggot healing method is really feasible, it would be of great significance...
"This thing can actually distinguish between rotten meat and good meat?" Shizi observed the details.
"That's right, they only eat carrion." Wu Zhe explained: "Maggots have special teeth and digestive system, and can only eat almost rotten food, so only carrion can be sucked by them."
This explanation is as close as possible to what they can understand. As for scientific theories such as headless larvae with degenerated organs, it is not clear.
"Young lady's words are mysterious, and I feel very talented." Shizi and the others still half understood.
But it depends on the specific effect, so Wu Zhe and others waited patiently.
After washing the two baskets of maggots, some of them did die. But there are still many left, and there are many small maggots.
When buying maggots with money at the bean paste shop, Shizi and the old man Beiqiu went to pick them out.
The prince was next to the sauce jar, directing the helpers to pick out the newly released maggots to scoop them up. Money can turn ghosts around, and when the money is used properly, the employees of the bean paste factory who are used to the smell and mess are full of joy, and scoop up a large number of sprouts and young maggots very carefully.
Bud maggots eat a lot. The growth is not visible to the naked eye, but every once in a while, a portion of the carrion disappears from the dog's wound.
Even if you look at the size of the maggots after a while, you will notice that they have become bigger. This change is clearly visible to the naked eye.
Every half an hour, Shizi and others used chopsticks to pinch down the larger maggots, and sprinkled new small bud maggots.
"Bring some snacks." Wu Zhe ordered from the sound transmission tube.
dessert? Feed the maggots
The servants brought refreshments, and Wu Zhe entertained everyone very warmly.
"..." Shizi and Beiqiu old man looked at her very sadly: "Do you think we can eat it?"
The prince and the old man Beiqiu only felt a pain in their stomachs.
Is this girl too cruel? Not to mention the pungent smell in this environment, there are still two baskets of maggots, what do you want us to eat...
Hu Yunjiao and Mu Qingya also held their foreheads and had a headache, knowing that she was trying to trick people maliciously.
Wu Zhe really wanted to eat something at this time, to stimulate the young and old with plaster faces. Maybe their reaction will be interesting.
But Mu Qingya and the others are present, if I really start eating, I'm afraid they will vomit...
Although the smell at the scene was strong, after Wu Zhe took the initiative to cut off his sense of smell, he couldn't smell it at all.
And the scene of maggots eating carrion, in Wu Zhe's mind, was directly tampered with by the body into cute baby worms moving around like plowing fields...
Poor people like Shi Zi, thought Wu Zhe had worked hard staring at the wound, but she was actually the most relaxed one.
The sun slanted westward, the carrion on the dog's legs had been wiped away, and the slightly enlarged maggots had been pinched off one by one.
What was left at the wound was a layer of fresh meat with a special rosy color. Because there is a layer of mucus secreted by maggots on it.
"Do you want to wash its wound?" Mu Qingya asked in sign language.
"Don't touch the wound, this thin layer of sticky stuff will help the wound no longer inflamed." Wu Zhe instructed.
"Take some sucrose or maltose and dissolve it in warm water. Then pour it into the dog's mouth with a leaking funnel. Be careful not to choke it." Wu Zhe instructed the young man with the plaster face.
"Is this helping it to eat?" The prince of Qi did so without complaint.
The person of such a high status began to put his arms around the dog's neck and pour some sugar water into it.
"That's right. I guess it has been hungry for many days and needs to replenish its strength. Next, we will do our best to see the destiny. There is no sepsis, and it may survive." Wu Zhe touched the dog's abdominal pulse, and it felt very stable. Much better than before the treatment.
Hu Yunjiao asked enthusiastically, "Then can it keep its leg?"
"It's good to save a dog's life, but let's not have a dog's leg." Wu Zhe said with a smile.
The special word dog leg also has the same meaning in this world. Fortunately, the old man in mourning did not pay attention to the double meaning of this point.
After another half an hour, everyone noticed that the dog's fever had subsided!
Although everyone is not a doctor, they also know that once the fever subsides, there is no need to worry about their lives.
This dog's life... er, it's really a dog's life, it can almost be said to be saved.
"Using maggots to treat wounds is actually effective!" the old man in Beiqiu couldn't believe it.
"As the saying goes, one thing lowers one thing, but it doesn't necessarily mean that extreme opposites will restrain each other." Wu Zhe said: "It is obvious that people who are in the same filth restrain each other. For example, there are many corrupt officials who report corrupt officials. .”
The prince thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's really like this. Usually, honest officials go to investigate cases of misappropriation of disaster relief funds, but they can't find anything. But if a corrupt official is allowed to go, it will get miraculous results."
Wu Zhe nodded: "That's because he knows what the other party will do and where to find out the problem. It just depends on whether they are corrupt officials and they are willing to expose it."
"I didn't expect the girl to know the officialdom, disrespect and disrespect." The sad old man cupped his hands.
Wu Zhe could tell that he was apologizing for the previous doubts, but he bowed his hands in return if you were too embarrassed to say so.
Wu Zhe can't move her lower body now, and she can't do blessings while sitting in a wheelchair, so the manly etiquette she returns to doesn't seem weird.
The dog can half open its eyes. Although the eyes are still a bit chaotic, they are obviously much better than before.
The prince has also taken care of many small animals. He also checked the dog's physical condition and felt that it had improved a lot. He got up and bowed to Wu Zhe: "For the next generation of this dog, thank Miss Xiao for saving her life."
Wu Zhe didn't take it seriously: "It's not sure if I can live. By the way, my place is where the business is located, so it's inconvenient to take them in, let alone die here..."
The prince hurriedly said: "It's natural, I'll take it to my next residence immediately. I've already bothered Miss Xiao a lot today."
"It's easy to say, I won't charge you for the diagnosis and treatment fee. Anyway, you made a trip to give me a plaque and a couplet. Are they equal?"
The prince sent Qi Wang Mobao, and you are even? Even with the life of a dog? The sad autumn old man felt a little unhappy when he heard it, but fortunately, seeing this amazing method of healing wounds by maggots, he already had the lowest respect for the little girl, so he didn't have an attack.
"Not even, not even." Shizi said hastily.
Yes, it shouldn't be evened out. The sad autumn old man felt relieved, but he heard the son continue: "I was late in sending the plaque, and I am quite sorry for the girl. I ask you to help me, and I have ruined this elegant place. I am obviously owed to the girl." A big favor."
The sad autumn old man grinned secretly. The master actually repaid the debt of favor, isn't this a big loss? Of course, this is an inner activity, and he doesn't show it at all on the surface.
"It's rare for you to think so clearly." Wu Zhe nodded, "Well, since I owe you a favor, I'll ask you, so who wrote the plaque?"
"It was written by my father." The son said seriously.
Of course he can't say it's the father, but just the father. Otherwise, even a fool can guess that it is King Qi, and there is no point in hiding it.
Wu Zhe rolled his eyes: "I asked who it is. You answer my father, who knows who your father is?"
The prince smiled and did not answer directly: "Young lady's maggot cure method today, I am afraid that I have already made a great contribution. Maybe in a few days, I will be able to see my father. Since there is no clear answer, then the kindness of the young lady has not been fully repaid. , please wait for tomorrow, and come to visit again."
After speaking, the prince bid farewell.
What a joke, why pretend to be mysterious? Wu Zhe didn't ask any more questions and didn't want to keep him. Anyway, he could know if he asked Mo Shiren.
The prince carefully hugged the dog and hurried away without even tearing off the dog skin plaster on his face.
When he was leaving, he specially asked the old man in Beiqiu to carry the maggots, and drove the donkey cart to the government office where he worked.
Because Wu Zhe's idea of treating wounds with maggots and breeding livestock simply opened up a direction that he had never thought of before.
"Master, why are you rushing back in such a hurry? And it's not going back to the mansion, but going to the mansion?" the sad autumn old man asked in a donkey cart.
"Don't you think these maggots are so powerful?" The prince stomped his feet excitedly in the carriage: "There are no less than dozens of farmers who report to the government every month in Qi State to die due to injuries, festering and fever during farm work. There are also wars. The number of injuries in the body is even more terrifying. If there is this maggot treatment method, how many lives can be saved?"
The old man in Beiqiu was stunned: "What the master said is true. I really think about it in the long run. I didn't notice this."
In the attrition in the war, more people died of festering wounds afterwards than those killed on the spot. If there is maggot therapy, it can indeed save countless lives.
There is also the theory of maggot breeding that has never been heard, which made the prince quite concerned.
Can maggots be fed to pigs? Feed the chickens? Or even feed the horses
The prince has heard that horses must eat meat to be healthy.
In this era, the cavalry has gradually begun to dominate the battlefield.
If maggots can have an impact on military horses, it is really a big deal... (To be continued.)