Episode 177. A new world of medicine (2)
‘If it were the second son, it would be Sun Quan... He must be five or six years old.’
After taking a peek at his historical knowledge, the painter recalled that children around that time were prone to diseases such as colds and hand-foot-mouth pneumonia.
“It’s even more reassuring to hear that Congressman Heo-Hwa is going with you.”
“I’ll prepare some medicine in case you’re in trouble.”
“Okay.”
Handang tilted his head for a moment when he heard that Janggi would take the fireman, but he didn’t care.
‘Taesu Jang seems to trust him quite a bit... Is he a good member of the council?’
After a while, when the fireman and his disciples finished preparing, Handang started ahead, followed by the Janggi party.
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Sun Jian was so impatient that he was waiting for the chess at the entrance of the capital city, stamping his feet.
“welcome. Jang Tae-soo.”
“I am no longer the governor. So please call me Assemblyman Jang.”
“How could I?”
“It’s me who even had my castle stolen by a group of thieves... I’d rather be called a councilor like I am now.”
Sun Jian took the lead and made a strange expression.
‘If it was Taepyeongseongdae, he would have been a really kind official...’ ”
I heard that he was treating patients in Paenghae County instead of going down to his hometown?”
“Ah yes.”
“As expected, Governor Zhang cares for the people more than I do...”
Cough Cough Cough Cough.....
While Sun Jian and Chang Qi were talking, the daecheong got closer, and despite the considerable distance, a strong coughing sound began to be heard. .
The sound of coughing, as if it were about to vomit blood, repeated over and over again, then stopped for a moment and started again right away. Even a glance at Sun Jian’s face reminded him of it.
‘Looking at the sound of the cough mixed with the sound of metal, it looks like pneumonia, not hand-foot-mouth...’
Hearing the sound of coughing, the fireman guessed the illness. And I thought of the symptoms of pneumonia.
Pneumonia is literally an inflammation of the lungs, and symptoms such as coughing, phlegm, and shortness of breath appear.
And if the inflammation spreads beyond the alveoli to the pleura, all kinds of symptoms such as vomiting, diarrhea, headache, muscle pain, and joint pain appear, and you suffer from high fever.
‘It’s a trivial disease that can be cured with antibiotics in the future, but it’s a disease that can kill you in this era.’
The fireman followed Janggi into the main hall.
‘It’s possible with decoction in the early stages, but it’ll be difficult if the symptoms are severe.’
The fireman felt that it was not serious just by the sound of coughing, but he did not step forward.
‘Yeah, is it also Jingoppul (pneumonia)?’
Chang-gi’s expression darkened slightly as he looked at Sun Quan’s condition.
At this level, it is difficult to claim that the disease will be cured.
While Zhang Qi was examining his son’s condition, Sun Jian could not hide his nervousness and continued to stare at Zhang Qi’s mouth.
Even though the city doctors have already put acupuncture and given decoctions, he has not seen any improvement, so if he cannot even fix his organs, his son could die.
After the qi finished, Sun Jian’s expression darkened as he let out a long sigh.
“How is it? Can it get better?”
“You know that your son’s illness is serious, right?”
“yes. I heard from the city doctors.”
“I can’t guarantee even if I do. But we will do our best.”
“Please take good care of me.”
On the battlefield, he is like a tiger, but in front of his son’s life and death, he was just an ordinary father.
Janggi turned his head slightly and looked at the fireman.
“Will Congressman Hwa try a pulse?”
“From what I can see, it’s true.”
When the painter did not dare to step forward, organs were no longer recommended, and he began to write prescriptions, starting with antipyretic decoctions to get rid of fever.
The painter wanted to watch first, so he looked at the prescription for the organ.
The painter looked at the porcelain bowl containing the concentrated penicillin for a long time before closing the warehouse door.
It takes a day or two for the sterilization effect to be visible to the naked eye, so it had to be free from other environmental influences.
While the painter was doing this, the city doctors who received the prescription for the long term made a decoction and fed it to Sun Quan.
After taking the decoction, Sun Quan almost fell asleep with the strength of the medicine, but the high fever was still the same, and he woke up from time to time to cough violently.
* * *
The painter did not leave the front of the warehouse where the effect of penicillin was being tested, and even if he left, he made sure that no one was allowed to enter the warehouse.
While the painter was doing this, a little boy who looked about 12 or 13 years old approached with curious eyes.
“What are you doing here, uncle?”
As soon as the painter saw the little boy, he realized that he looked very much like Sun Jian, looked at his outfit, and replied.
“Is your name Sun Ce?”
“uh? How did you know my name?”
“Your father’s face is the same, but I can’t help but recognize him.”
“ah! I often hear that I look like my father. But what are you doing here?”
“I was trying to see if the medicine I was giving to your brother was working.”
“Are you a Member of Parliament?”
“Yes.”
“Is there a medicine in this warehouse to heal your brother?”
“What can you see?”
“Then this is a place that must be protected.”
“So I am doing this here.”
Sun Ce suddenly came to the fireman’s side and stood blocking the entrance to the warehouse together.
“What are you doing?”
“I need to be here to stop someone curious who might interfere with you guarding your warehouse.”
“huh? what are you talking about? Who is interfering?”
“there is. I’ve been secretly watching it since a while ago, so it’ll probably show up soon.”
The painter tilted his head and looked in the direction Sun Ce was facing. I saw a girl who looked quite young.
The fireman also knew that the girl had been snooping this way from earlier.
‘Looking at their outfits, they look like siblings!’
Perhaps the obstruction Sun Ce was talking about was that woman.
‘By the way, Sun Ce is about 5th or 6th grade in elementary school in the future?’
Such a child wore a sword at his waist and had calluses on his hands.
‘He’s another hero who will embrace the era in a few years..... Now he’s just a kid playing with his younger brother. After all, no one knows how people will change when they grow up.’
Knowing the future of some heroes was like cheating.
‘My younger brother Son Kwon, who will be the founder of the Oh nation, is in the near-death of death due to pneumonia, and this guy, who will become the tiger of Gangdong, is playing along to his younger brother’s playfulness here.’
I felt strange.
“Brother, what are you doing there?”
Eventually, a girl who seemed to be about 4 or 5 years old approached with gunfire.
“Kwon is keeping the medicine together with the congressman. But isn’t the upper level supposed to be with your mother at this time?”
Sun Ce had the same father as his sister and a different mother, so he called his sister’s mother mother.
“My mom told me to check on my second brother’s condition.”
“I still don’t like it very much. The doctor told me not to come near the children because they could get sick, so don’t even think about going and see the mother-in-law, go to your mother and tell her what I heard.”
Zhongmo was the name Sun Quan was called when he was young.
“Hey~. If I told Joongmo oppa to get better quickly, he would get better soon...”
Son Sang-hyang looked at the warehouse with curious eyes, but after hearing that her brother was guarding it, she kept silent as if she was sorry.
While watching how Son Chee and Son Sang-hyang were doing, the painter suddenly remembered that Liu Bei’s wife would become Son Sang-hyang in front of him.
‘omg! Liu Bei, you son of a thief! With this little kid as a bride... How old are they?’
I even felt that the image of Yubi, which I had liked so far, was collapsing in an instant.
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