Chapter 85

Qiu Kun came to Dingzhou village by river boat for two days. Naturally, he wanted to entertain him to bathe and change clothes.

Li forgot to worry about the pool and sauna he built for bathing. He didn't want to invite fat people to use it. But it's not that he has a mania for cleanliness, but that it's really awkward to take a bath and steam sauna with a dead fat man. It's almost the same as a beautiful boss

The old housekeeper Li Heng politely invited Qiu Kun into the side room and opened another door.

Qiu Kun and woodlouse once again, left and right to see empty tiles full of tile room, do not understand how to bathe.

Where's the tub?

However, after what had happened before, Qiu Kun said nothing and waited for the old housekeeper's further explanation.

Li Heng still wanted to see Qiu Kun make a fuss, but he saw that the fat man was smart and didn't speak.

The old man sighed silently and missed a good play.

He guided Qiu Kun under a bamboo pipe, pointed to the wooden valve and said, "Mr. Qiu, this is a hot water valve. When it is opened, hot water will flow out."

"OK, I see. Thank you, old housekeeper." the fat man nodded calmly.

When the old housekeeper Li Heng was sent out of the bathroom, the fat man hurried to study the shower system.

After the hot shower he had never enjoyed, the fat man felt that his bones were a little lighter and he just felt comfortable all over.

"This Li Xiaolang is really a talent. It's amazing to learn how to apply himself to the world." Qiu Kun said to himself.

He was so fond of these new gadgets that Li forget you made that he began to wonder if he could ask Li forget you for help and install one at his home in Chang'an city.

Early the next morning, Qiu Kun borrowed the Li family's horse and went back to Chang'an city with the waterwheel drawings drawn by Li forget you. He said he would come back to bother Li forget you in a few days.

Li forgets to worry about looking at the jujube red horse that has gone away. He feels a pang in his heart... This fat man, don't crush my horse!

A few days after the fat man Qiu Kun left, Li forgot his worries and lived a clean life.

Every day I either go to the saline alkali land to see the situation, or walk around the village, but I am more familiar with the situation in the village.

He now has 400 stone grains in his hand. He wants to be enough for the whole village to tide over the locust plague, so he doesn't have a great sense of crisis.

These days, there are more and more locusts in the field. Even the old village began to organize the villagers to burn incense in the field and worship the locust God. In this regard, Li Qieyou can only sigh and shake his head.

In recent days, he has been discussing with his beautiful boss about what else he can do to make money in addition to brewing, so as to pay off the huge debt of more than 1.6 million.

However, they thought about it and didn't have any good ideas for the time being.

Today, Li forgot to worry and walked around the village, thinking about the idea of getting rich. I walked to the entrance of the village without paying attention, but suddenly I saw two figures coming from the direction of Shouyang mountain in the distance.

Li forgot to worry and squinted. One of them seemed familiar. Then he looked at it carefully. It was Niu Erlang and Niu Wu. Behind him was a thin old Taoist.

"Strange, why don't you see Niu Dalang?" Li forgot to worry and muttered.

When they got closer and closer, Li forgot to worry and suddenly found that Niu Wu had a lot of blood stains on his body, and he seemed to have a person on his back, some like Niu's eldest brother

Li forgot to worry and hurriedly ran two steps to meet him: "Erlang, what's the matter? What's the matter with Dalang?"

Niu Wu is carrying his brother, Niu Yong.

But now Niu Yong was unconscious, his eyes closed, and he was also covered with blood. Niu Wu carried him behind his back.

"My brother, he was scratched by a black bear in order to save this damn old Taoist priest, and now his life is hanging on the line..." Niu Wuhu stared round, his eyes red, bit his teeth and said this sentence out of his throat word by word.

Niu Wu's appearance of choosing people to eat made Li forget worry a little surprised.

He didn't care to look at the old Taoist, so he hurried forward to observe Niu Yong's situation.

Niu Yong's wound is on his back. It seems that he has been bandaged, but the cloth wrapped around the wound is still seeping blood and water.

"Erlang, Dalang's injury is not fatal. Why are you unconscious?" Li forgets worry and asks.

How can the back injury make Niu Yong as strong as a cow unconscious? Did you hurt your internal organs?

"I don't know. After my eldest brother was injured, he was bandaged and treated by the old Taoist priest. He was fine at that time. As a result, he got hot that night and fainted later. The damn ox nose old Taoist priest told me that he was afraid that the eldest brother was unlucky! I carried my eldest brother down the mountain. I had to take him to the county to find a doctor for help! Xiao Lang, lend me your horse quickly."

Niu Wu's words let Li forget worry. It seems that he understands Niu Yong's injury. If there is no accident, most of the wound is not disinfected, inflamed and infected, resulting in high fever and other complications.

This is not what medical skills Li forgets to worry about, but the medical common sense that most people in later generations will understand more or less.

Wild animals like black bears do not know how many bacteria are in their claws. If they are not disinfected with alcohol, iodine and other drugs immediately after being scratched, they are easy to be infected by bacteria.

In the Tang Dynasty, Li forgets to worry, he should have no common sense of first aid in this regard.

"Erlang, if you believe me, send Dalang to my house. I have a way!" Li forgot to worry and grabbed Niu Wu.

Naturally, he was not a miracle doctor. The reason why he dared to say that he could save Niu Yong was that he thought of Su Changqing's box of cephalosporin capsules.

Does Datang have any more effective drugs than cephalosporin to fight inflammation?

If suppurative infection does not immediately diminish inflammation, it will really die.

Li forgets worry. Even in heartache, the unique cephalosporin capsule will not watch Niu Yong, a hundred war veteran, die in front of him.

As for the current medical workers in Datang, it would be hell if they could save Niu Yong. I'm afraid there's nothing he can do even to find Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.

"Xiao Lang, don't be kidding. Can you really save my big brother?" Niu Wu stared at Li forgetful again for fear that he was joking with himself.

Li forgot to worry and nodded: "yes, go quickly."

The words between the two people fell to the old Taoist priest's ears, but he couldn't help but interrupt and say: "don't make trouble, you little boy. Grandpa's wound has ulcerated. How can you have medicine to treat it? Even if I'm poor, I can only delay one or two, but I can't cure it..."

The ulcer he said is the name of inflammation and suppuration in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Shut up!" before the Taoist priest finished his words, Li forgetful and Niu Wu made a sound at the same time, holding back the words behind the Taoist priest.

"You old Taoist priest, if my eldest brother is cured by Xiao Lang, it's all right. If my eldest brother has something wrong, I'll let you go underground to accompany my eldest brother!" Niu Wuli drank.

When the Taoist priest heard the speech, he made a head check: "boundless heaven, I'm a leather bag. If a monk wants to take it to die for your brother, I won't resist."

At this time, Li forgot to ask who the old Taoist was. As soon as he grabbed Niu Wu, he ran to his own house in the village.

Niu Wu also followed him with his brother on his back, and the old Taoist sighed.

"Li Heng, tell Peilan to boil the water immediately and call Changqing to come over." as soon as Li forgets to worry, he begins to shout hello. At the same time, he leads Niu Wu to the side room in the front yard and asks him to put Niu Yong on the bed.