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Chapter 389 The leisurely Song Yingchang

Li Shizhen arranged for the eight military leaders in his hands, who were also his direct disciples, to go to Yihongyuan to capture the young lady and the bustard.

After driving away the others, Li Shizhen packed up the other precious microscope. Two months ago, the latest model was sent by the craftsman from Nanzhen Fusi.

When I was thinking about the plague before, I put rats up there to see it.

The reason why we look at dead rats is because both dead and living rats can spread the plague. Clearly, plague is not native to rats themselves.

However, boiled rats and washed live rats basically do not spread plague. It is obvious that plague should be transmitted by things on rats.

As a result, I put dead and live mice on top, and a large group of fleas jumped in front of me. Li Shizhen discovered that it was probably infected by fleas.

Li Shizhen hurried back to take a bath and isolate herself that day. Afterwards, she took a look at her hair and found that there were also fleas.

But there was no plague.

Obviously the plague was caused by special fleas on rats. Therefore, he also told Zhu Qi in detail how to deal with the plague. One was to take a bath, as long as fleas were not on the body, it was always difficult to get them, and the other was to use mint alcohol to drive away rats.

Tonight, Li Shizhen cut out the almost plum blossom-shaped flesh sores from Mr. Yan’s body.

When I put it in, I almost vomited out all my dinner in one breath.

After cleaning up the laboratory, Li Shizhen continued to watch patiently. An optical microscope that can magnify a hundred times is already an artifact for people who have never had any contact with it before. It is completely enough to see a lot of rich things.

It’s just that there is no systematic naming of these things. Li Shizhen chose some code names to distinguish them.

Li Shizhen used charcoal to draw what she saw according to the popular sketches in Hangzhou.

After he made the first step, he simply took advantage of the moment before the New Year and asked Jin Yiwei to call out several more people.

With a helper, you can take samples from Mr. Yan’s whole body and then draw shadows.

Although there is only one microscope, others come to do specimens and it is also good to take turns looking in the mirror. Li Shizhen felt tired after looking at it for a few times. When others looked in the mirror, he stood aside to compare.

A few people stayed up all night and drew a large pile of sketches with dense small grids and some dots and lines.

It’s just a pity that Mr. Yan, who has a good skin, is now almost like peeling Ling Chi.

It’s just that although everyone is anxious to go home for the first year of junior high school, early in the morning, in the medical school, the guards in uniforms pressed down on them, and the dead bodies of prostitutes, patrons, and secret doors were still piled up.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is really unjustifiable for people to work overtime, and it is so unlucky.

Li Shizhen, who was already somewhat interested, gave others a three-day holiday and continued to have fun by herself.

In comparison, Song Yingchang has been relatively quiet this year.

There are three people around him: Qian Xijue, Xu Guo, and Wang Jia'an.

Qian Xijue came here the day before yesterday. The day before yesterday, Yan Shifan, the old man in the small pavilion, had not made the last fuss. I don’t know where Qian Xijue made up his mind.

Wang Jia'an is a top three Jinshi, and has no chance of entering the Imperial Academy. He should be assigned to a certain place after the year. I am here now, mainly to continue discussing academics, and to see if there is any chance of being assigned to South Zhili or Zhejiang.

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