Chapter 356

Chapter 356. Human mad cow disease (1)

“Isn’t that strange?”

Heonje tilted his head all the time.

The first thing Hwabu did after taking control of the imperial palace was no different from what Jojo did.

He filled the vacancy of office with his own people, re-established the company and the head of each region as his own people, and sent warnings and excommunications to others.

However, as time passed, something different from Jojo appeared.

Basically, the fireman does not wear a sword when meeting himself.

And the eyes looking at you are gentle. He treated himself with warm eyes that were not much different from the first time he saw him as a member of parliament.

“How are you today?”

“Hum-hum, it’s okay. How could Jim get sick when the name of the world takes care of him every day?”

“It is overrated. However, Your Majesty is now in a very weak condition. You must be respectful.”

The painter always checks his health, puts acupuncture on his own, and instructs his disciples to make decoctions.

Should we see this in a pretentious guise? Or should I see it in its true form?

I couldn’t figure out why the person who would become the great empress if it was a fake look and a horribly double person, and if it was a sincere look.

No matter how hard Heonje tried, no answer came out, so he honestly asked the fireman.

“Looking at how much Father Hua is doing, do you think he is someone who has no intention of becoming emperor by giving me the bowie?”

Heonje’s straightforward question was met with a momentary hesitation.

“Your Majesty might be disappointed if I answer honestly.”

“Now that I am in this situation, what could be more disappointing?”

“Please don’t be too pessimistic about Your Majesty’s situation.”

“.....”

“Actually, I don’t have much desire to become emperor.”

“what? Then why did you build such a big power and support me? Are you really saying that you will follow me with all your heart?”

Heonje was a man who couldn’t even squeak in front of Jojo or Madang, but for some reason he fired at the fireman like a man who had let go of his lifeline.

“The reason I came to power was, first, to protect myself and my family, and second, to bring an end to this lasting war as soon as possible, where feudal lords rose up and fought. As your Majesty knows, what am I going to do with the throne transferred to me, who has no heirs?”

“Husaya, can’t we just make it now?”

“It’s not that I don’t have a desire to see the heir, but that doesn’t mean I want to leave His Majesty’s place.”

“It’s not that you’re going to be loyal to me, and I’m not asking you to cede the throne. I don’t understand.”

“There is nothing complicated about it. I wish the war would end soon and the people would stop dying. Because that’s the only one. Well, if there is one more small wish, I do not know who will become the emperor, but I want the emperor to be the one who cares for the people without being swayed by treacherous officials or eunuchs.”

“Can’t you do that yourself?”

“If there is no Jung person, I should do it, but I just live as a member of the council. So you have to find someone better than me.”

“Master, I have prepared a decoction of decoction.”

At that time, I heard the voice of my disciple Obo outside. The Emperor tried to say something more to the fireman, but closed his mouth.

“Bring it in.”

“yes.”

When Obo brought a bowl of medicine and presented it to the emperor, the emperor gulped down in one gulp and smiled bitterly.

“Why do you think the medicine is more bitter than last time?”

“It seems that the empty stomach has been replenished a little, so it’s because I took out a few medicines.”

“Yeah, but these days, my appetite has come to life a little.”

When the emperor put down the medicine bowl, Ohbo took it and stepped back. The painter asked about such a misinformation.

“Look.”

“Your master.”

“How come you don’t look good, are you worried about something?”

Obo glanced at the emperor and opened his mouth.

“There are many patients with similar diseases among the recently converted soldiers of Xiliang, so we are looking for causes and treatments, but we are struggling because we can hardly see the way.”

At Obo’s answer, the painter widened his eyes.

Currently, Oh Bo’s skills are as good as his own, and there are few diseases that he cannot cure.

When I first touched the muscles, they were almost relaxed, as if I had touched soft tofu.

If the muscles are relaxed to this extent, it becomes difficult to breathe, and even bowel movement almost stops, so even if you eat something, it is not digested and you cannot swallow water.

When water is put into the mouth, it flows into the stomach by gravity, but does not move through peristalsis.

“You have to look inside your mouth, so try it.”

When the patient stayed still despite the fireman’s order, Obo, who was next to him, explained the reason.

“Master, even their jaw muscles are loosened and they cannot open their mouths on their own.”

“If I can’t even open my mouth, I won’t be able to speak.”

“yes.”

“Did they defecate?”

“As for the stool... Come to think of it, none of these people have had a stool yet.”

“Whoa~. Is that too? I hoped it wasn’t...”

“Master, do you know about this disease?”

In response to Obo’s question, the painter looked at the faces of the patients who were smiling broadly even in the midst of dying.

This was almost certain.

A disease that has almost disappeared in the future.

At best, the act of feeding a dead cow to a living cow as fodder would cause the cow to catch it... Mad cow disease. Of course, humans can get mad cow disease if they eat the meat of a diseased cow.

They are suffering from the so-called human mad cow disease, kuru disease.

“They got sick from eating cannibals.”

“yes? Are you a cannibal? Could it be that they ate people and contracted this disease?”

“Yes. In particular, among human body parts, eating the brain increases the chances of getting this disease.”

The painter looked at the dying patients with mixed eyes.

Would they have eaten human meat because it was delicious?

Since there was nothing to eat during the war, even the dead would have eaten.

Eating the dead was in fact common in this era, as some would even eat the living.

However, when a person eats a person, especially the brain, he ingests a substance called prion.

Among the prions, there are aged or modified prions, and when ingested, the normal prion in the brain is changed to a modified prion.

Modified prions are resistant to high temperatures, so they cannot be removed simply by boiling or baking.

And the modified prion destroys brain cells and nerves, causing cranial nerve disease.

Of course, the incubation period of the disease varies from person to person, so some people show symptoms in a few months, while others appear in a few years.

However, once symptoms appear, they die within three months to two years.

At first, it starts with mild tremor, but gradually the tongue loosens, the body trembles, later it becomes impossible to move, suffers from severe depression, suffers from pneumonia or bedsores, and dies with a big smile.

Even advanced future medicine has not been able to develop a cure for kuru disease.

A cursed disease that God has not given any cure to prevent humans from eating humans.

Banning cannibalism is the only solution.

“Master, how should I treat this disease?”

“This disease is incurable.”

“yes? You can’t cure it?”

Obo was taken aback when the hwabu asserted that it could not be cured. The master had seen many diseases so far, but he did not give up until the end, even for patients who were about to die.

But giving up so easily.

“Banning cannibalism is the only prevention.”

The painter turned his head and looked at the dying patients once more with a smile on his face.

“I need to meet with His Majesty the Emperor and have him propose a law banning cannibalism across the country. see.”

“Your master.”

“This is a disease that can be transmitted through wound-to-wound contact. So, isolate everyone and tell the doctors, medical doctors, and medical workers to be especially careful about contact.”

“yes.”

The painter hurried back to the emperor’s quarters.

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