Chapter 31

Episode 31. Eat the green mold (2)

‘Anyway, the biggest problem is tetanus...’

The painter felt that he was also not fully protected from tetanus. Tetanus, once developed, is very difficult to cure in this day and age.

The fireman was concentrating on the treatment of the soldiers, but he continued to worry because he knew that disinfection was not the best.

‘That’s the problem with penicillin...’

As I began to search for Han Jin-soo’s memories, not the painter, the materials I learned about penicillin during the medical school preparatory course came to mind.

The memory was as clear as before.

‘It would not be difficult to obtain blue mold .....’

Dr. Alexander Fleming discovered that Staphylococcus aureus was killed by blue mold, and research on penicillin began.

There may not be cheese, but in this era, there are many foods processed from animal milk.

‘If I try to make it, I can make it, but this is really ambiguous.’

History could be greatly distorted.

It makes no sense to discuss the time paradox now, and it is unknown whether it is the system or the god, but he is definitely here.

There’s no way God doesn’t have thoughts, and since he has thoughts, he would have sent him here with his memories left behind, and how far is it wrong to use some of his knowledge for that life?

But still, I can’t help but worry.

‘I’ll think about making penicillin later...’

Wouldn’t it be okay if it was a ‘common sense’ level of delivery that would help with tetanus just by eating dairy products with blue mold? The fireman thought so.

“Here, uncle.”

“Yes, Senator.”

The soldier, who was wiping away tears and runny nose, answered the fireman’s call with excitement.

“I sterilized the wound, but the flesh may rot later.”

“yes? Does it rot even after being sterilized with distilled spirits? Previously, it was said that if it is disinfected, it will not rot...”

“If it is disinfected, the probability of not rotting increases. But that doesn’t mean it’s okay.”

“Then what should I do?”

“Do you have something like mayuju?”

Mayuju is an alcoholic beverage made from fermented horse milk.

“I don’t like it, but I eat it sometimes.”

“When you drink mayuju, is it a little old and blue mold develops or is it difficult to eat?”

“yes.”

“If green mold is blooming in mayuju, just close your eyes and drink it.”

“Isn’t it bad enough to mold?”

“It is true that it is spoiled, but it will be effective in preventing tetanus.”

“Is that so? Then you should eat..”

“You might get a stomachache, but be patient with it. It’s better than rotting flesh.”

“That’s right. But, sure, if you eat horse oil with blue mold, won’t your wounds rot?”

“It’s hard to say that it doesn’t rot. It has a slightly higher chance of not rotting. Even if you don’t eat anything, you won’t get sick... But still, doing this all the time is much better than not doing it.”

“I see.”

The soldier couldn’t erase his slightly puzzled expression, but he still nodded.

While treating the other soldiers, the fireman continued to say the same thing.

* * *

The fireman, who treated the patients until dawn, fell asleep in the military barracks as if he had passed out by the time dawn broke.

While the painter was asleep, Lieutenant Jo led his men to attack the bandit’s den, rescued 20 kidnapped children, and returned with much wealth.

The fireman was awakened by loud noises.

snap.

And the moment I woke up, I reflexively searched for the sword. I left the sword by my bedside when I slept, so I was able to grab it right away.

“Whoa – it was a dream!”

The fireman looked around, confirmed that he was inside the barracks, and let out a sigh of relief.

My whole body was drenched with sweat.

The fireman shook his head and brushed off the remnants of his still vivid nightmare.

‘It’s a dream that you keep walking

in place even though the bandits are chasing you...’ The painter put down his sword and stood up.

“Ugh! Anyway, the body is not talking.”

His whole body throbbed as if he had been hit by something.

‘It’s really a variety show yesterday and today.’

The painter forced himself to move and sighed once more.

‘I killed people and cut a lot more than I did in the emergency room. Well, if I’m fine, that’s even weirder.’

It was understandable that I was suffering from nightmares and that my body was in a mess.

The fireman forcibly moved and relaxed his stiff muscles.

“Hwa Gongja. Did you wake up?”

Then Congressman Bong opened the barracks and came in.

“Yes, Senator Bong. But why is it so noisy outside?”

“If tetanus can be prevented even a little by eating green moldy food and having an upset stomach, then it is not impossible. I’ll probably keep eating food with green mold because it’s okay to have a few upset stomachs.”

“Why did you force yourself a little while ago when you said that?”

“It was because it was unfair.”

“Are you sorry?”

“If my older brother knew what you told me in the past, he wouldn’t be single-legged now.”

Hearing Lieutenant Jo’s words, the fireman’s eyes widened.

The annoyance I had with Professor Jo so far alleviated in an instant.

“Has your brother got tetanus?”

“.....”

Lieutenant Jo looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh as an answer.

“How far has the tetanus gone?”

“I cut my ankle not too long ago.”

“Is your toe rotten?”

“No, the soles of my feet started to rot, and soon after, they rotted down to my ankles, and I had no choice but to cut them off.”

In an instant, the fireman’s face became serious.

‘If it had rotted down to the ankle, the tetanus bacteria would have already passed the ankle...’

Not the ankle, but the shin below the knee. Perhaps the upper thigh should have been amputated.

The painter was briefly conflicted about whether he should say this or not.

“Why are you making that face? If you eat green mold, will your rotten feet get better?”

“no. No matter how much green mold you eat, new flesh won’t grow from your once rotten flesh.”

“then?”

The fireman took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

“The tetanus bacillus may have spread to the upper ankle.”

“what! Please stand.”

“If the amputated part of the ankle rots, as soon as possible...”

“Stop.”

Lieutenant Jo raised his hand to block the fireman’s words.

“.....”

“Rep. Songlim is treating your wounds, so don’t make hasty judgments and spit them out.”

Songlim is known as the most talented member of Chohyeon. The fireman nodded his head when he saw Lieutenant Jo’s face hardened.

“No, it’s not something I’m going to do.”

“Yeah, stop going. Congressman Bong, please stop going.”

“yes.”

After slightly bowing his head with Congressman Bong, the hwabu received and took the money bag given to him by Gunhu.

‘Well, I have to step back. They say he’s the best doctor in Chohyeon, but I can’t be fooled.’

There is no way to revive tetanus-infected nerves or muscles. It is only best to amputate the infected area before it rots further.

The fireman’s mouth was itching, but he just kept his mouth shut, feeling the bloody atmosphere.

‘By the way, how much is in it?’

And while walking with Congressman Bong, I sneakily opened my pocket.

‘what! It’s only 30 cats. You said it was 30 nyang last time, so shouldn’t it be a bit more?’

It was an absurdly small amount of money considering the amount of wine, silk and cedar juice consumed after coming here and the cost of his own labor.

Turning his head slightly, Congressman Bong was putting the money in his pocket without checking it. But somehow it seemed much bigger and heavier than the fireman’s own.

‘what! Congressman Bong’s looks thick... Did I get discriminated against because I’m young?’

I was suddenly annoyed.

“Mr. Bong.”

“Why but?”

“Can’t you open your pockets?”

“You know what, you put it in.”

“I’m still curious.”

“I think you’re curious about the painter, not me.”

“Yes, I am curious. I have a small amount in it.”

“How much did it cost?”

“If you tell me about Congressman Bong, I’ll tell you about mine too.”

Congressman Bong looked at the fireman for a while, then took out a pocket from his bosom and opened it.

“It has 50 nyang.”

“Damn it. I have 30 nyang in it.”

“Keuhum, it seems that the chemist treated people in critical condition more than me..... I wonder.”

“Is it because the number of people treated by the doctor is higher?”

“Well, I don’t know too much about that either. Would you like some of my money if it’s not enough?”

“No, that’s all right.”

When Congressman Bong tried to withdraw money from the bag, the fireman smiled bitterly and shook his head.

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