Daqin's voice was stolen by Yingzheng at the beginning

Chapter 62 Alcohol Treatment for Ulcers
Wu Zizhong did not answer, but asked rhetorically:
"Your Majesty, may I ask how many Daqin soldiers died in each battle?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Emperor Shi Huang felt heartbroken.

"Of course a lot."

"No, Your Majesty misunderstood it. What I mean by this subject is, what did most of these dead soldiers die for?"

The First Emperor was a little displeased, obviously I asked you, but you actually asked me back.

But in order to cooperate, the first emperor still said:
"Of course it's a swell. After a soldier is injured, nine out of ten wounds will be swollen. There is no cure, and they can only wait for death."

Except for the soldiers who died on the spot, at least [-]% of the wounded soldiers died of swelling and ulcers.

This is the pain of the first emperor.

"Your Majesty, what if the subject can treat the ulcer?"

What?The First Emperor suddenly stood up, his expression excited.

"Lang Zhongling, are you serious?"

"Your Majesty, really."

[Okay, look at how dignified you are like this, isn't it just a sore?It's not a serious illness. 】

The first emperor was shocked again, isn't it just a sore?is not it?Also he is not a serious illness?

Don't you know how many soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty died of ulcers every year?
The first emperor screamed in his heart, and he almost shouted into Wu Zizhong's ear.

"Lang Zhongling, no kidding, why are you able to treat swelling and ulcers?"

"You know, for hundreds of years, swelling and ulcers have not been treated, it's no joke."

Wang Jian laughed and stood up and said:
"Your Majesty, Lang Zhongling won't lie, this concerns the entire Qin army."

"Otherwise, why would Ben Er defend Lang Zhongling so much above the court?"

The First Emperor took a deep breath:

"Could it be possible to rely on your wine?"

"That is impossible."

Wu Zizhong directly denied it.Immediately, the first emperor was furious.

"Zhen, I beat you to death, and dared to bury me."

"Fuck, what the hell is hitting me?"

Wu Zizhong was so frightened that he ran away immediately, and Wang Jian was taken aback:
"Your Majesty, stop, stop, the subject just said that this wine is just an accessory."

That's right, the first emperor reacted.

"What exactly is the authentic product?"

"Of course it's alcohol."

Wang Jian was very helpless.

"Alcohol?"

Only then did Emperor Shihuang think of it.

"Is that what I wanted to drink yesterday?"

Wu Zizhong stopped:
"Your Majesty, you finally remembered that if you hadn't tried your best to stop him, you would have drunk him yesterday."

"At that time, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty will be sent to you."

Pfft, what is this called?You just sent it to the end?
"It's good that Lang Zhongling stopped me, otherwise I almost made a big mistake."

The faces of Wang Jian and his son on the side suddenly darkened.

You bastard, take the credit, I refuse to accept it.

"Your Majesty, last night, the servants and his son were trying to stop him. Lang Zhongling had already run away."

Emperor Shihuang felt uncomfortable immediately, didn't he know what he was doing?Didn't I give Lang Zhongling a little comfort?

That's fine, since you're taking credit, I'm not going to be polite.

"Ahem, is it?"

"Yeah yeah."

Wang Jian and his son nodded immediately. Such a credit is related to the whole of Daqin, so I have to grab it.

"Really? But I remember someone tied me up with an iron chain."

shit.

Wang Jian and his son understood that it was a good thing that the first emperor was determined to have Wu Zizhong.

"Why are you still standing there? I can't wait any longer before I take out the alcohol."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Jian and his son ran away in fright.

After a while, a jar of alcohol came over.

Emperor Shi Huang untied the lid, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine wafted
I almost couldn't resist the urge to take a sip.

"Lang Zhongling, is this alcohol? It's no different from wine."

"My mother, put the lid on quickly, let it evaporate."

Wu Zizhong wiped off his sweat, it's terrible to be uneducated.

"Your Majesty, on the surface it looks the same as ordinary ones, but in fact it is different, the concentration is different."

Helpless, Wu Zizhong could only explain in another way.

It took a long time for everyone to understand.

After a while, Emperor Shihuang was afraid:
"My God, I almost died."

The concentration of 90.00% seven, who dare to drink it?Isn't that courting death?

"Lang Zhongling, how does this thing treat ulcers?"

"Your Majesty, it's very simple, just apply it directly on the wound."

Afterwards, Wu Zizhong explained a lot, and the first emperor finally understood.

"What are you still doing? Where is Wang Jian?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here."

Wang Jian was very serious at this moment, so he heard the first emperor say:

"Hurry up and cut a knife on your body."

"It's shit."

Wang Jian was directly struck by lightning.

Wu Zizhong was also taken aback, my dear, what about it?

"Your Majesty, let's forget about this, how many more years do I want to live?"

Wang Jian was discouraged. Although he believed in Wu Zizhong, Wang Jian didn't dare to bet.

Wu Zizhong stepped forward and said:
"Your Majesty, ahem, what, didn't you go crazy with alcohol yesterday and hacked up many servants of the God of War Palace?"

Hearing this, Emperor Shihuang was displeased, why are you so drunk.

But Wang Jian was enlightened.

"Yeah, I forgot about it."

"Come on, hurry up and let the injured person come over."

Not long after, a lot of people wrapped up came over.

"Quickly open your wounds."

When everyone heard this, they were frightened.

But looking at the cannibalistic eyes of the Wang family, each of them could only hold back the pain and uncover the scars.

Emperor Shi Huang took a closer look and found that many people's wounds were red.

"It's not good, the sores have started."

Logically speaking, the winter shouldn't be so fast.

But Qin Chao didn't have the slightest precautions against infection, and the linen bandages were not sterilized.

In addition, these servants are still working after being injured, so it's no wonder that they don't have swollen sores.

Wu Zizhong also took a look:
"It's inflamed. If you don't treat it, you will be infected. At that time, you can only wait for death."

As soon as this remark came out, the servants were so frightened that they burst into tears.

"Why are you crying? Are you still alive?"

Wang Jian was angry, but Emperor Shihuang is here, you are crying like this, it is not giving face.

The First Emperor looked at Wu Zizhong and said:
"Lang Zhongling, you come."

Wu Zizhong was not polite either, he just took a small container and poured some alcohol.

"Put your hand out and expose the wound."

"It may hurt later, hold back."

After finishing speaking, Wu Zizhong directly poured alcohol on the wound.

"what--."

One suddenly screamed, tears of pain came out.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?"

(End of this chapter)