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"Mr. Fang, you…"

Crown Prince Zhu Biao looked at Fang Yun Fei in surprise while covering Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes with his hands.

To prevent his young heart from being contaminated.

Zhu Jingchen stood at the side with his hands on his hips and pouted angrily.

If her eyes could breathe fire, the women around Fang Yunfei would have been roasted by her until they were tender and golden!

"So it's the Crown Prince and the Princess!”

"Come, come, come. These are all the good things I've recently developed.”

" Alcohol, perfume, penicillin!"

Fang Yunfei pointed at the celadon jar, the pig fat board, and the moldy oranges as he spoke.

"Benefactor, what are these things used for?”

Hearing that Fang Yunfei wasn't slacking off, Zhu Biao was slightly relieved, but he didn't relax his hand on Zhu Xiongying's face.

"These things are very useful!"

Fang Yunfei casually opened the porcelain jar, and an even more pungent smell of alcohol immediately spread out from the jar.

"This is alcohol, the essence of wine. Alcohol had a wide range of uses, but its greatest use was to treat illnesses and save lives.”

"This thing can save people?"

Zhu Biao asked in confusion.

In his eyes, alcohol was just a strong liquor with a high alcohol content.

This thing was a medicine?

Could it be that the benefactor was afraid of losing face and made it up?

"Big brother, don't doubt me. This thing can really save people."

"In the past, when I led troops to battle, there were often injured soldiers who died from golden wounds and knife wounds.”

"Mr. Fang said that it was because the poison from the golden wounds had entered the body and poisoned the soldiers to death.”

"This alcohol is the antidote to the Golden Sore Poison.”

"As long as you spray alcohol on the wound, no one will die from the wound.”

Zhu Di, who reeked of alcohol, walked over and said loudly.

"Fourth brother, is what you said true?"

Zhu Biao asked in disbelief.

Although there were medicinal wines in Chinese medicine that could promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, they were all used for bruises and injuries. He had never heard of them being used to treat golden sores and knife wounds.

Moreover, the medicinal wine only served as a primer. The real effect was actually the medicinal herbs soaked in it.

However, from what Ling said, this alcohol seemed to be able to treat golden sores without adding any medicinal herbs?

This was simply inconceivable!

"Big Brother, don't worry!"

"I tried it on the dog, and when I saw that it worked, I tried it on me again.”

"It can indeed treat golden sores."

Zhu Di patted his chest and said confidently.

Only then did Zhu Biao notice that the hidden part of his hand was still wrapped in gauze. There was also a big yellow dog with a white cloth wrapped around its leg.

"Fourth brother, a body of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall. How could you put yourself in danger? What if the alcohol didn't work and he got infected?”

"That's right, Fourth Brother. What if something happens to you? You're too impetuous!"

"Big brother, third sister, don't worry. The injuries I suffered were much lighter than those of the border soldiers. If they could die, then all the soldiers in Beiping would have died long ago.”

Zhu Biao and Zhu Jingchen were heartbroken when they saw Zhu Di testing the drug to verify the effects of alcohol.

Only Zhu Di looked indifferent and said that it was a small matter.

"Mr. Fang, I thank you on behalf of the soldiers of Great Ming!”

After reminding Zhu Di not to be so impulsive in the future, Zhu Biao bowed to Fang Yunfei solemnly and thanked him.

In ancient times, when two armies fought, most of the wounded soldiers didn't die on the battlefield, but because their wounds were infected after the battle.

The alcohol invented by Fang Yunfei could save tens of millions of soldiers who were about to die.

This was not only the blessing of these soldiers, but also the blessing of Ming!

In Zhu Biao's heart, Fang Yunfei was the best scholar in the country!

Not only could it predict the future, but it could also save countless lives with a small invention.

Mr. Fang, it's my fortune to be able to transmigrate to Jinling!

"Benefactor Fang, what are these moldy oranges for?”

Zhu Xiongying broke free from Zhu Biao's hand and pointed at the orange.

"This is the crown prince, right?"

Fang Yunfei asked with a smile.

His age matched the historical records, and coupled with his close relationship with Zhu Biao and Zhu Jingchen, Fang Yunfei immediately guessed Zhu Xiongying's true identity.

"Yes, my son." Zhu Biao nodded and pointed at Fang Yunfei, saying to Zhu Xiongying,"Xiong Ying, why aren't you saluting your benefactor?”

"Xiong Ying thanks Mister for saving my life!”

Zhu Xiong Ying gave Fang Yun Fei a big bow while secretly glancing at the orange beside him.

Obviously, his mind was still on the oranges.

Seeing his nephew's curiosity, Prince Zhu Xi took the initiative to explain,

"Xiong Ying, this is a medicinal herb that Mr. Fang specially cultivated. It's called penicillin. Penicillins could drive away evil qi and detoxify all kinds of poisons.”

"If the toxin is so deep that alcohol doesn't work, we can use this penicillin to treat it.”

"Fifth Uncle, are you lying to me? Weren't they just some moldy oranges? This can cure illnesses?" Zhu Xiongying asked in disbelief.

"Misfortune is where fortune lies, and fortune is where misfortune lurks!”

"Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on the succession of yin and yang, and the fusion of water and fire. For example, although snakes and scorpions were poisonous, they could treat rheumatism. Although earthworms lived in muddy places, they could calm the mind.”

"As long as this penicillum is cultivated properly, it can be used to extract penicillin.”

"The effect of penicillin is comparable to immortal pills. Who knew how many lives he could save?”

"Let's not talk about anything else. Your royal grandmother and father wanted to use this penicillidium to save their lives.”

In history, Zhou Wang Zhu Xi was an expert of the apricot forest.

His medical works such as Materia Medica for Famine Rescue, Baosheng Yu Lu, Pocket Fang and Puji Fang greatly promoted the medical technology of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, even in front of an eight-year-old child, Zhou Wang could still explain the medicinal value of penicillin.

"Xiong Ying thanks Mr. Fang!"

Hearing that these penicillins could actually save his grandmother and father's lives, Zhu Xiongying immediately gave Fang Yunfei a big bow.

His attitude was much more serious than before.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Jingchen also bowed to Fang Yunfei to show their gratitude.

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