"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Haha, nothing is impossible. Plasmodium develops in mosquitoes first. After they develop, they will be transmitted into the patient's body with the help of mosquito oral organs.

At that time, the Plasmodium will first invade the human liver cells to reproduce, and then invade the red blood cells to reproduce, thereby causing the red blood cells to rupture and lose the immune system and causing the disease." Mo Feng said with a word.

He didn't know what the specific process was, but he could still play it just like this. At least it would be a big problem to fool Zhang Zhongjing.

"Plasmodium? Hepatocytes? Red blood cells?"

Zhang Zhongjing was stunned and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

This is not a question of how to refute it. The key is that he has never even heard of it! What kind of malaria parasite red blood cells are completely confused!

"Then, that, I wonder what red blood cells are? What is the Plasmodium?" Zhang Zhongjing's face turned slightly red. He found that although the young man in front of him was young, he had never heard of what he had said before, and he was not as if he was talking and talking.

"Red blood cells, red blood cells are... just... cough cough, forget it, you don't understand if you say it!" Mo Feng waved his hand and coughed lightly, pretending to be calm.

The main reason is that he himself doesn't understand it very much. He even temporarily remembered some of the principles of the disease. As for the biology teacher Mo Feng gave it to him in eight years, he still remembers these things.

"But this malaria is a minor disease and has no life worries. It should be safe to swallow this pill several times," Mo Feng waved his hand and said.

Malaria may still be a problem in the last century, but since Tu Youyou's successful artemisinin development, malaria has almost never occurred, and even if it occurs, it can be cured quickly, without any panic.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhongjing's mouth twitched.

Damn, malaria malaria is actually a minor disease? You know, this is due to typhoid fever, which in their impression will also cause infection and death. Cao Cao led his army south, and the Battle of Red Cliff was affected by malaria, which is of course not a decisive factor.

"You, are you Mo Feng, Mr. Mo's Mansion?" Zhang Zhongjing stared at the strange pill. He knew that only Mo Feng had this thing in the world, and the medicine was very effective. The key point is that Mo Feng dared to say that plague, tuberculosis is a minor disease. If such a big talk came from someone else's mouth, Zhang Zhongjing would be the first to not want him.

As soon as these words were spoken, the venue was in an uproar.

"Mo Feng? Is that cruel man who has a hundred people pacified Youbei and made the Five Barbarians bow their heads and surrender?"

"Gudu, no wonder he dares to say that tuberculosis is a minor disease, and plague is like nothing in front of people."

"Well, this pussy should be more greedy and lustful!"

Then, they were originally despised, and they were smiling happily, all of whom were full of surprise, and even more so, they kept praising them.

You know, Mo Feng's name was just now and they heard Zhang Zhongjing say that he was the only person who was considered by Zhang Zhongjing to be better than him. Unexpectedly, he was the young man in front of him. The key is that this young man is too young, right?

"That's right!" Mo Feng shrugged and answered Zhang Zhongjing's words. His main purpose this time was to take Zhang Zhongjing for his own use, so he naturally had to float a little more.

But then I thought about it, there are many mosquitoes in the south of the Yangtze River and countless malaria caused. If I open a pharmacy in Jingzhou and sell artemisinin, wouldn’t I make another profit? And it will benefit the country and the people? Will it help the beautiful construction of the home?

Thinking of this, Mo Feng did not wait for everyone to speak up and said seriously: "Hehe, my fellow villagers, the magic medicine is not something to be given. I will open a medicine shop in Jiangling. If you need to treat the disease, you can come and buy it to ensure that the medicine will be cured."

Zhang Zhongjing: "..."

Huang Zhong: "......"

People around: "..."

Listening to Mo Feng's words, Zhang Zhongjing's face turned dark. No wonder the outside world rumored that Mo Feng was greedy for money and lustful. This is true at all! As for Huang Zhong, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and he was so nervous. After all, he didn't have two jade mines!

Looking at the sucking faces of the people around him, Mo Feng shook his head helplessly, and instead said, "Don't worry, fellow villagers, all the magic pills I have to sell at a affordable price, such as malaria malaria, and the price will not exceed 100 yuan."

Mo Feng also knew that in the late Han Dynasty, if you want to make money, you could not start with these people. His goal was to have aristocratic families everywhere. Selling medicine for these people was to accumulate virtue and do good deeds and accumulate reputation.

Zhang Zhongjing smiled and looked even more admirable. He could not be blinded by interests at such a young age, and put national justice first, respectable and admirable.

Huang Zhong's tough face showed ambition to die, and he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Mo, my child is seriously ill. I hope Mr. Mo will help me. I will make a decision to be a cow or a horse and repay you with death."

Hearing this, Mo Cang looked at Huang Zhong, with a smile on his eyebrows. The purpose of his trip was the veteran. He immediately patted Huang Zhong on the shoulder and said, "Hansheng, the man's disease is tuberculosis. Even if I have a magic pill, it will not be cured in a short time."

"He needs long-term treatment for this disease, which takes about six to nine months, you see..."

"Sixth to September?" Huang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then quickly clasped his fists and said, "If Lord Mo does not give up, I am willing to be the one who is in front of and behind the horse, and I only hope that Lord Mo can treat the dog's disease."

"Haha, it's easy to say, then you can clean up and follow me back to Beijing on a date!" Mo Feng smiled happily. It won't go too smoothly!

"Xu'er, hurry up, thank Mr. Mo En!" Huang Zhong's slightly wrinkled old face almost burst into tears. At this time, he pulled Huang Xu over with some trembling and said tremblingly.

Immediately, the father and son clasped their fists together and wanted to kneel down, but were helped up by Mo Feng.

Regardless of the begging eyes of the people around him, Mo Feng looked at Zhang Zhongjing and pretended to be profound and said, "Mr. Zhang, there is no end to the path of medicine. If you want to......hehe, if you want to..."

Zhang Zhongjing: "......"

Huang Zhong: "......"

Mo Feng saw Zhang Zhongjing's slightly confused expression, and his whole body was in a bad state. He had a broken face. Brother, you are talking! Didn't you see that I want to accept you as your disciple?

"Well, my Xiandan Pavilion still lacks a person to manage Xianfan medical books and classics. I look at Mr. Zhang's bones. I think Mr. Zhang is talented, and I don't know if he intends to manage medical books?" Mo Feng said calmly with his hands on his back.

He believed that with Zhang Zhongjing's mood of seeking medical treatment, he could not refuse this matter.

"Immortal Medical Arts?" Zhang Zhongjing's expression tightened instantly. If he did this, wouldn't he learn red blood cells in the future? Plasmodium parasites? Wouldn't he know everything?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongjing's body trembled slightly. This was a thing that has been passed down through the ages. He immediately said excitedly: "I am willing, but I am still working in Jingzhou, and some matters need to be handed over. Within half a month, I will definitely rush to Luoyang. Can you see, Lord Mo?"

"Haha, that's it!" Mo Feng was in a relaxed mood. It was a blessing that he could easily accept the two of them.

ps: Sorry, brothers, there are some problems with the latest update. I was actually quite tired in the previous few months, so I stole a few days and was lazy.

Eunuchs will never do this, and this is guaranteed by the dog author’s personality! As for the update, the dog author tries his best to rest tomorrow. He has not yet agreed to the explosion yet. The minimum number of words tomorrow is 10,000 words. If you can’t finish writing, please send the blade!

As for the update time point, I will see if I can save the manuscript in the past two days, and then we will post it at a fixed time!

Sorry again!!!
Chapter completed!