The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

Three days later, Shang Wen felt that he went to the toilet in a hurry and woke up in a daze. The first thing I saw was the glass bottle. Shang Wen opened his eyes and took a closer look. No way. This is a hanging bottle for dripping.

But look at the catheter again, it's made of iron, it's too delicate. Slow down the liquid flow rate by spiraling. This trick is wonderful. Shang Wen couldn't help thinking.

However, compared with these major events, Shang Wen felt that the biggest problem should be to solve the internal emergency.

Look at a man lying next to the bed, Yinger, with a mess of hair. And his face is not good. Don't even think about Shangwen. This is tiring.

Remove the needle. Shang Wen gently lifted the quilt and put on a piece of clothing. I went out to find the toilet.

Just opened a door. I came across a guy with messy hair and full of alcohol.

"Borrowed. Borrowed." Shang Wen flashed past and went directly to the toilet.

"Hey, hey." The old man began to relax from surprise and shouted loudly.

Shangwen finally resolved his internal anxiety. The whole body feels very relaxed. There is endless energy all over the body. It feels very relaxed.

Shangwen returned to his house in one step and two steps. After all, it is already autumn. The weather turned cold.

As soon as Shang Wen opened the door, he was ready to go back to his bed and lay down to warm himself. I saw people all over the room. Most of them are those skilled craftsmen in the arsenal.

"Everyone is here." Shang Wen said hello and hurried to his bedside.

"Sir, you finally woke up." Ying'er cried and said.

"I'm not all right now." Shang Wen said with a smile.

"However, this is?????" Shang Wen pointed to the bottle and said.

"Oh, this thing is pretty good for me, so I just borrow it and use it." The old man Shangwen met in the toilet just now.

"This is?" Shang Wen didn't know what the origin of this old man came from, it was probably a doctor. Medical skills, don't know. But it’s weird to dress up.

The clothes that were peculiar to ancient times, on his body, wore nondescript. And the hair bun was also crooked, and the hairpin on his head was randomly pinned up with a wooden stick.

"I saved your life." The old man said unceremoniously.

"Thank you for this old gentleman." Shang Wen said politely.

"But this, it seems to be a drip. I don't know what I lost?" Shang Wen still pointed to something like a bottle and said.

"It's just some salt water," the old man said straightforwardly.

"Oh. Physiological saline. I don't know what proportion of this old gentleman is?" Shang Wen encountered such a weird person for the first time. And it is a medical method that transcends the consciousness of the predecessors to use intravenous infusion. Shangwen thinks it is better to ask clearly. Don't become a test subject for others.

"But what do you mean by the drip, saline, ratio?" The old man seemed to have heard something interesting. All at once leaned in.

"Physical saline is a sodium chloride solution with a concentration of 0.9%. The main function is to provide dielectric and maintain the tension of body fluids. It can also be used externally, such as cleaning wounds and changing dressings. In this way, the wound will not burn. Sense." Shang Wen explained. This medical knowledge is still there.

"Oh. What is this chlorine, what kind of dielectric. What do you mean?" the old man asked with interest.

"Sodium chloride," Shang Wen corrected.

"It's table salt, the salt we eat." Shang Wen said.

"Mr. Wei, you can let your husband take a break." Ying'er saw the two unknowingly begin to talk. Then left the obstruction road.

"Oh, yes, yes. Wait until the sir gets up. I will ask for advice again." The old man surnamed Wei turned and started to leave. I kept chanting the words in the prose. It seems to be thinking about something.

Everyone retired one by one. Ying Er Ti Shang Wen covered the quilt. After repeated requests, he withdrew.

Shang Wen's strange thing is how the tube for infusion was made. You must know that there is still a certain degree of difficulty in processing gun barrels, let alone such a particularly thin tube. There is also this kind of medical method of dripping. In my own knowledge, it seems that only Western medicine has it, why did it exist in the Warring States Period. Could someone have crossed. impossible. How are these tubes processed? Shangwen was puzzled.

Shang Wen stretched out his hand to check the needle, which was connected to the tube. The workmanship is exceptionally meticulous.

"Squeaky" the strange old man surnamed Wei came in cautiously.

"I'm sorry. I forgot to take the things from Master Grandpa." As he said, he began to pack up those things.

"Mr. Wei. Where did this thing come from?" Shang Wen asked.

"You said this. This is from the ancestor master. It has been for several generations. To me?????" Mr. Wei pinched his fingers and counted.

"It is estimated that there is a fifteenth or sixteenth generation." Mr. Wei said roughly.

"How is this needle tube made?" Shang Wen is concerned about this.

"You said this. I heard from my master that I got it from a huge iron stone. That iron stone has many small holes like this, and it seems that the ancestors have grind them out bit by bit. It's not easy anyway, this Nothing can be lost to me anyway."

"Oh. That's the case." Shang Wen was a little disappointed. He thought that the ancients had any magic method to process such a thin tube. If this is the case, then the barrel of the gun can be directly used for reference. It seems that the accidental factor of such a pipe is very large.

"Mr., take more rest. I'll leave now." He turned around, closed the door and left.

Shang Wen lowered his head to think about the origin of this kind of pipe. It took so many generations to have such a result. This time span is really too big. Moreover, it is not easy to be able to recognize the role of salt water. Especially the ratio. It can't be too high. In this case, it is almost destructive to blood vessels. There is also intravenous injection.

These are the results of long-term experiments and explorations in Western medicine. Why is there such a person in the Warring States Period? Shang Wen raised a lot of questions.

Think of medical devices. Shangwen felt that this old man might be a talent. Now the guns and artillery are out. The wounds of war need timely relief. If the medical level still stays in place. That is basically a disaster. The wounds of guns and artillery can not be cured and controlled in a short time by herbal medicine. If the wounds cannot be controlled in time, infection will occur. If it is not done properly, it will cause a major plague.

The most typical is the Three Kingdoms period. The war is getting bigger and bigger. And the scope is very wide. They didn't deal with those corpses in time. As a result, the birth rate of that era was very high. The mortality rate is also high. The sanitary conditions are too bad.

Thinking of this, Shangwen began to find out his own notebook and wanted to write this one up.

Fortunately, these things are under my pillow.