I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 223 What is used for anesthesia?
"Isn't this inappropriate?"

Ying Changsheng frowned slightly, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

All of this is really not very reliable.

It's all kind of crooked methods.

The probability of success using this method is not very high.

And among them, there are really too many accidents that may happen. Thinking of this, Ying Changsheng couldn't help frowning.

At first, I was thinking hard, is there any more suitable way, at this moment.

Ying Changsheng suddenly slapped his thigh.

He thought of one thing.

This matter is not a special event.

However, Ying Changsheng suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a time traveler.

Moreover, he is not such an ordinary hard-working traveler, but he is an awesome traveler.

He holds an awesome thing in his hand.

That is the system.

In the system, many good things can be exchanged through the national luck value.

A thought here.

Ying Changsheng slapped his thigh fiercely, and then he said to Gongshu Shangzao and Xia Wuqiu in front of him.

"My son just thought of something that can be used to anesthetize the patient, so that the patient can be treated during the process!"

"what is this?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help showing curiosity, and he asked hastily.

I only heard Ying Changsheng on the side say with a smile.

"It's not a special thing, this thing is called morphine!"

Ying Changsheng explained with a smile.

Well, Ying Changsheng just searched in his mind for a while, and found something called morphine.

This thing has been used as an anesthetic until later generations.

One stitch down, safekeeping is useful.

It is much more effective than all the methods that Xia Wuqiu said just now!

"Then how many of these things are there?"

Hearing this, Xia Wuju couldn't help showing surprise, and asked quickly.

"There are not many of these things, and there are not many of them in the world!"

Ying Changsheng said.

This made Xia Wu and couldn't help but feel a little bleak.

The same medicine, if there is only a small part of it in the world.

Then, the result must be that the powerful and powerful people divided up these medicines, and the ordinary Shengdou people would not be able to use this medicine.

However, just as Xia Wuju frowned, Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

"However, although the quantity of this thing is small, there are many substitutes for it. It only needs to be cultivated and planted vigorously. All the people in the Qin Dynasty can use it!"

"Oh? What's his replacement?"

Xia Wuqiu and Gongshu Shangzao became interested, and asked quickly.

"The substitute for this thing is called poppy. It is a kind of flower that grows very beautifully. It grows in the Western Regions. I, Daqin, just need to bring this kind of flower closer!"

poppy?

Muttering the name.

Gongshu Shangzao and Xia Wuqi beside him couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

But Ying Changsheng is Xindao.

Opium grown from poppies is essentially a drug.

It's just that it was misplaced by some villains.

The early doctors used this thing as an anesthetic for their patients.

Under such circumstances, the use of imported poppies is also perfect.

Chao Xia, who only saw Ying Changsheng smiling, said nothing.

"Now that everything is ready, we only owe Dongfeng. Why don't we make preparations right away, then find a patient, perform an operation, and try it out. Is this method feasible?"

"Okay, it's easy to say!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuji nodded repeatedly to express his agreement.

Xia Wuqi's actions were very fast.

As the Imperial Physician Order of the Great Qin Empire.

Xia Wuqie's disciples and old officials are all over the world.

There are countless doctors in Xianyang City who are all his disciples. Under such circumstances, it is not easy to get a few patients with appendicitis through these connections.

So, that evening.

In Xianyang Palace, two patients suffering from carbuncle with shrinking feet were brought here.

At this moment, in the main hall, Ying Changsheng was wearing a white coat, holding a very sharp scalpel in his hand, wearing a mask and a hood, and said to Xia Wuji who was standing aside.

"It seems that we can perform surgery!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuqie nodded.

At this time, the main hall has undergone some arrangements.

According to Ying Changsheng's instructions, all the doctors put on brand-new white cloth gowns, masks, and hoods. In front of them, the patients were placed on a table with a width of only [-] centimeters. narrow cot.

The size of this small bed is about the same as the operating bed of later generations.

And the reason why such a small bed is used during surgery is not because medicine has no money and cannot afford such a large bed-how could the hospital not be able to use a large bed?
A bottle of medicine is more expensive than a bed.

The reason why this cot is used is.

This cot is narrow.

It allows the doctor to lower his head to operate on the patient without any effort.

At this moment, standing on the edge of the small bed, on top of the bed, is a big man with his shirt stripped off.

This man is a fierce-looking man with a title that never changes. He followed Wang Jian in the early years and participated in the battles to destroy Wei and Chu. He is already in his 30s this year and is very tall.

On the chest and belly, there is also thick chest hair.

It happened to him the day before yesterday that he suffered from carbuncle.

Originally, he planned to go home and wait to die, but today, the doctor came to him and told him that Ling Xia Wuqi, the imperial physician in Xianyang City, could cure his illness, but the probability is not high, and he still needs to operate on the stomach to make him suffer. He went to try it and asked if he would like to.

After hearing the news, he immediately chose to agree.

After all, people are often more willing to fight hard than to die.

After all, what if you don't have to die in the end?

At this moment, one of Xia Wuqie's students, a doctor named Chen Wujiu, is shaving the hair on the belly of this big man.

After scraping, Ying Changsheng immediately took out a shot of morphine exchanged from the system.

This is a very valuable thing.

One needle is worth ten national fortunes.

After receiving a shot of morphine, the big man immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Then, at this time, Ying Changsheng said to Xia Wuqi who was at the side.

"How? Can I do it now?"

"Of course it's fine!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuqie nodded, and then said to the apprentice who was in charge of helping him.

"First wipe its belly with alcohol and clean it!"

"promise!"

The apprentice nodded hastily, not long after cleaning up, Xia Wuqie immediately picked up the scalpel, and then carefully cut a small cut.

If it is a dead body.

At this moment, Xia Wuqiu had already made a drastic move, and cut open the entire stomach with one knife.

But this is not a corpse after all, but a living person, he must be careful.

(End of this chapter)