《Rise of America 1620》Chapter 8: Aha! Penicillin!
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Artido found the wizard and relayed William's message to him, and said he wanted William to try it out.
For an outsider, the wizard felt it was a bit risky, but with the old patriarch dying, there was no harm in letting him try.
A dead horse is a living horse, no matter how there is always hope.
Of course, the above words, the old Indian wizard is impossible to understand, but he expressed the meaning is similar.
Then again, William fooled Artido, who is also a tribal chief and shaman, I think it is also able to learn a few hands.
This era of the Indians or very simply put into the 21st century William's words absolutely no one believes. But Artido and the shaman, they did.
When the old shaman agreed, William stood up and went to the side of the old patriarch who was a bit confused, reached out and tested the temperature on his forehead, then opened his eyes and looked.
Oliver and Daniel and Steven also followed.
Although they only have an elementary school education, after all, three years as a volunteer soldier, in the virtual army of the melting pot of training. Therefore some first aid means, the three of them also count some.
"The chief, this old man looks like he has a bad cold that has caused inflammation, and if he is not treated, he will probably develop pneumonia or even die.
After a moment of examination, Oliver gave his judgment.
Daniel and Steven nodded their heads one after another.
The conversation of several people attracted the attention of all the Indians in the tent.
But they just think that a few people in the exchange of the old matriarch's illness, as well as the treatment method, in fact, do not think.
It's just that Oliver and Daniel and Steven are three people's language, they do not understand at all, which some of their doubts.
But soon, these Indians will be relieved, can not understand the language of other tribes this is normal, to this continent the Indian tribes are really too many.
Almost every tribe's language is a self-contained system.
Only the Indian tribes living in a region will have some common language, but there will be more or less significant differences.
Therefore, the Indians in the tent, but did not care much.
Oliver and the three of them were treated as William's "apprentices" by the old wizard, after all, there were also people under him who were learning "witchcraft".
"What about me? Will my father be saved?"
Artido listened to William and the others talk for a while and then he couldn't help but ask.
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It is only natural to be concerned about his father's life and death.
William stopped talking with Oliver and their conversation and looked at Artido with an anxious look on his face and said, "We have just exchanged views and believe that your father may be in this condition due to the cold and some changes in his body. In this case, I am still very sure of the treatment.
Yes, through their exchange with Oliver, we all agreed that Artido's father had a bad cold that caused inflammation, a disease that is neither serious nor not serious, not even in the 21st century.
But, after all, it was in 1620, and it was an Indian tribe in the American continent.
In this era, whether it is the Chinese side or the European side, the cold is also deadly.
"Really?" Artido's eyes widened and a look of joy appeared on his face. He felt that today was simply a lucky day, perhaps the god of the serpent had brought good fortune upon him.
I know this, gave some very convenient to get fire "small wooden sticks" not to mention, can actually save the father.
It seems to be a good idea to treat him as such.
Artido thought to himself.
Of course, it is still too early to think about this, everything will have to wait until William really saved his father.
"If you really save my father, I, Artido, am willing to take the warriors and help you to revenge! Artido is very serious and serious looking at William, made a promise.
But Artido is very smart, he only said to bring the warriors to help William, not the entire Mohican tribe.
It seems that he still eats a few bowls of dry rice.
As Indians, they are not so advanced in culture and knowledge to say things like "repaying each other from the spring". But for the simple Artido, this is all he could promise and repay William.
At that, William smiled Artido, our tribe's hatred will be solved by me, this is not you to help. The reason why I want to rescue your father is that on the road you said I was your, as I do so there is not right. William's smile was hypocritical, but Artido just ate it up.
"If I use something like this to blackmail you into helping me get revenge, God won't forgive me. William looked up slightly at the top of the tent and said.
After hearing William's words, Artido was really ashamed of his thoughts, but his heart was even more firmly convinced that William was really going to be a friend and that no one could bully him in the future!
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Not only Artido but also the old wizard, who was standing by the side, could not stop praising William's "virtue" in his heart.
Now is not the time to perform, William must quickly save Artido's, old man. As long as the old man is rescued, then he will be able to establish himself in this area.
A 13,000-strong Indian tribe has a "golden leg" as long as it is held, then it can be developed slowly.
At that moment, William secretly purchased penicillin and saline from the time and space trader, after buying the two things also came with a set of injection tools, which is to save a lot of trouble.
Oliver played the hand, not much of a moment's work, dissolved penicillin saline bottle will hang up.
Well!
Wow!
Hiss!
In the tent, the Indians saw what William took out and what they did to the old matriarch and let out a gasp.
They had never seen or heard of this kind of treatment.
Everything was so shocking to them.
Especially the transparent, filled with the same liquid as water, and the thin transparent tube inserted in the old patriarch's hand, this can cure the disease?
People always feel strange and in awe of the unknown.
In their eyes, William's father must have been a great sorcerer.
Otherwise, he would not have thought of using such a method to cure the disease.
Of course, this method in the end whether it works, but also to see the results.
Especially this old wizard of Moxie's cadre, he was even more shocked.
Because William used this method, is he simply not. Even in the surrounding tribesmen, no one would use it.
Is it possible that this outsider's tribe is very powerful?
The old shaman's heart already recognized William's claim that he was the leader of a super tribe. If not a tribe leader and wizard, he may have such means.
He was William in fact, three months ago or a loner.
Coming to this world for six months, he only had three men.
As for his father and his tribe, it was all a fabrication.
However, William will not admit it.
The penicillin powder mixed with saline slowly flowed through the infusion tube into the body of Artido's father, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state.
After the test, Athito's father was fortunate not to be allergic to penicillin, which also made William sincerely relieved and relaxed.
Since people in 1620 were not resistant to the drug, it seemed to William that the effectiveness of penicillin should be much better than in the 21st century.
After all, people in this era, unlike people in the 21st century, grew up eating all kinds of contaminated food. There are all kinds of drugs and gutter oil.
As time went on, Artido's father's cheeks, which were tense with pain, soothed up, showing that the medicine was now working to make him feel less uncomfortable.
Seeing the old man's face relieved, William's frown also relaxed.
Whew! He exhaled softly, now we have to wait for him to wake up.
William, Artido's father is just now relieved, he will probably sleep for a while. After all, he must be exhausted from the days he has been suffering from his illness.
"When will my father be well?"
Artio also saw the relieved look on his father's face, so he was likely to find that this "solution" was working.
"Your father will be under observation for a while, and my men and I will stay here to watch over him, so you don't have to worry. By my estimation, your father will probably be awake, he needs to rest now.
William recalled how he had a cold in the old days and told Artido about it.
"Well, I'll stay with you and watch over my father," Artido nodded. William suggested to Artido that you could let these people go and let the air in the tent circulate, which would help your father get better faster. And it's useless for them to stay here now.
Yes, the air in the tent was cloudy because of all the people here. This will not help Artido's father's condition at all, and may even cause others to catch a cold as well.
Colds are contagious.
Of course, the Indians do not have knowledge about this, and William could not explain this clearly to them. But the old matriarch's condition, the people still obeyed and left the tent.
After the people left, the air in the tent really became much more fluid, no longer so muddy.
William instructed Oliver to take Artido's father down from the center of the tent and place him on a thick cushion of furs, then covered his body with several skins to keep him warm.
Now, all William could do was wait for Artido's father to wake up after resting.
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