Pan Jixun had been hospitalized in Jiangnan Hospital before, so Pang Xian naturally knew that Pan Butang had an extraordinary advantage - his taste system was extremely sensitive.
Pan Jixun only needs to taste the medical alcohol brought from Jiangnan once, and then he can accurately judge whether the alcohol they distilled has a high or low concentration.
"In order to verify the accuracy, we also obtained the permission of the ministry and conducted a double-blind experiment." Pang Xian said with great admiration: "We put two portions of medical alcohol brought with us and eighteen portions of alcohol of different degrees in random order. Together, Pan Budang can find it accurately every time."
"I asked him why he was drunk every day. He thought his third brother was drinking to drown his sorrows!" Pan Zhongzhen suddenly realized that the case was solved.
"We just asked the minister to have a taste, and we didn't want him to drink it all." Pang Xian complained: "Later, we were afraid that the old man would get drunk, so we all changed to the smallest one-cent cups! He also thought we were stingy and annoying. I went out to the street to get some drinks."
"Okay, okay, don't do this kind of thing in the future." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said: "You are really extravagant to use a second-grade department as a drinking trick."
"Isn't that to save the lives of the soldiers?" Pang Xian apologized and said cautiously: "Things have to be governed by authority"
"Ahhh!" Before he could finish his words, a scream like a slaughtering pig was heard in the ward.
"Is this an operation?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but wonder: "Is there no anesthesia?"
Another very important reason for the high recovery rate of the injured this time is the introduction of anesthesia surgery.
By heating and reacting medical alcohol with concentrated sulfuric acid, an excellent anesthetic - ether can be produced. This thing is much more reliable than Ma Fei San, Mongolian sweat medicine and the like.
The importance of surgical anesthesia is self-evident. It not only relieves patients¡¯ pain, but also makes major surgeries possible. How could Mr. Zhao, who was greedy for life, afraid of death and afraid of pain, not develop such an important life-saving magic weapon in advance?
In the alcohol production workshop of Jiangnan Hospital, it was possible to prepare ether three years ago. After nearly two years of repeated exploration, it entered clinical trials a year ago. So far, hundreds of surgeries have been successfully performed Of course, most of them are minor surgeries such as tooth extraction and bone grafting, and their reliability and safety have been verified.
This is simply good news for the wounded soldiers!
Since Southeast Hospital has prepared alcohol, it is impossible not to take out the ether. For doctors, with reliable anesthesia, it is much easier to pull out an arrow, take out a pellet, etc. You don¡¯t have to do it every time like killing a pig.
So Mr. Zhao felt very strange when he heard the howl like a killing pig.
"Surgeries are all under anesthesia." Pang Xian said with some embarrassment: "Maybe the anesthesia was too strong. Or maybe the nurse was changing the dressing for the injured patient."
"Oh?" Zhao Hao gently opened the door of the ward and saw a dozen injured patients lying on the long bunk with their heads wrapped and their legs slung.
The scream happened to be from the wounded soldier closest to him. Wang Gangdan, the younger brother of the head nurse of Jiangnan Hospital, Wang Gangdan, the head nurse of Southeast Hospital, was using alcohol cotton to disinfect his injured balls.
Every time he wiped it, the wounded soldier would scream inaudibly, scaring the wounded soldiers beside him to the point of turning pale. There are even people shivering in quilts in the summer, like lambs lying around.
¡°For those who didn¡¯t know, I thought this was not a ward but a jam room.
"Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!" The wounded soldier was also in great pain and kept talking to Wang Gangdan.
"You fight me." Wang Gangdan is 1.85 meters tall, with muscles all over his body and a lot of hair protecting his heart. He is not afraid of intimidation at all.
"Untie me!" the wounded soldier shouted. It turns out that in order to prevent the wounded from struggling desperately, cloth bands must be used to tie their hands and feet to the bed before changing the dressing. A strong nurse must hold down the injured part firmly to complete the dressing change.
"" Zhao Hao couldn't help but sigh to himself after looking at it. It seemed that the first nurse must be a man. At least until more advanced disinfectants appear, Mr. Zhao will be able to realize his dream of replacing all nurses with girls.
¡°Well, it has to be pink, and it has to be paired with white stockings.
Hey, what are you thinking about?
After calming down, he sighed and said, "It's really painful to disinfect with alcohol."
"But the effect is good. Before there is painless disinfectant, I can only endure it." After Pang Xian finished speaking, he and Chen Shigong looked at Zhao Hao expectantly. For this kind of thing, we can only hope that Mr. Zhao can make a breakthrough. .
Mr. Zhao had a headache. The preparation of iodine was simple, but it was still highly irritating. Four hundred years later, hospitals will all use iodophor. Because iodine is water-based, it is not irritating. But iodine itself is insoluble in water and must be processed through special processes. Mr. Zhao doesn¡¯t know at all"Pien Tze Huang!" Zhao Hao blurted out.
"That's exactly the name. You really know everything." Pang Xian praised sincerely: "The injured have been shouting for Pien Tze Huang, Pien Tze Huang. We have never come into contact with it before, and we dare not rashly agree to their use of medicine."
"Let them take it, the effect should be good." Zhao Hao smiled and said: "Give Boutang a few tablets as well, it is most suitable for his mild disease."
"But don't drink alcohol while taking this medicine." He warned again.
"What? Will it affect the efficacy of the medicine or conflict with its properties?" Pan Jixun asked.
"No, it's said that this stuff can relieve hangovers. Don't you drink it for nothing?" Mr. Zhao laughed.
Everyone wanted to laugh for a while, but they could only hold back their laughter. Although Pan Jixun, the former Hecao Prime Minister, should be the most popular second-level official. But that is also a serious ministry! With such a status, only the young master can chat and laugh with him freely.
It would be very disrespectful if the others laughed too. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com