Chapter 18 Lamarck’s Shock

Lamarck immediately took out a knife and a copper basin from his suitcase, and said to Perna: "Get ready to bleed the crown prince."

Joseph said flatly: "No! I strictly forbid you to bleed..."

Lamarck looked at his weak expression and said seriously: "Your Highness, I must do this. If you have a fever for too long, it will have serious consequences!"

Joseph struggled to get the scimitar, and Lamarck said again: "If you refuse treatment, I will report this to Her Majesty the Queen."

Joseph had a headache for a while, and was just thinking about how to convince this hard-liner, when he saw Rassenni pushing in the door holding a glass bottle.

"Your Highness, this is what you want." Rassenni seemed a little guilty, handed over the bottle, and muttered, "Maybe, the purification is a little insufficient..."

Joseph looked at the gray viscous substance in the bottle, opened the bottle cap, and immediately smelled the smell of alcohol. He smiled bitterly in his heart. How could this be "a little" inadequate? But he still comforted the doctor and said: "This is your first operation, so it is already very good. Thank you very much."

Joseph was about to take salicin when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked at Lamarck and said, "Mr. Lamarck, if I accept your bloodletting treatment, how long will it take for my fever to go away?"

Lamarck thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we can recover our body temperature tonight, or maybe tomorrow morning."

Joseph raised the glass bottle and said, "With the medicine I prepared, the fever can be reduced in one hour."

Lamarque suddenly felt that his professional dignity had been challenged, and immediately shook his head: "Your Highness, your pneumonia is not under control. There is no medicine that I know of that can reduce fever so quickly."

He is an academician of the French Academy of Sciences, a famous European biologist and medical scientist, the first to propose the theories of "biological evolution" and "natural selection", and the top doctor in France. He has full confidence to say this.

Joseph smiled tiredly and said: "Then let's make a bet. If my fever goes away within an hour, you are not allowed to bleed me again in the future."

Lamarck was slightly startled, then nodded confidently: "Okay, Your Highness. If your medicine doesn't work that well, you can't refuse any treatment from the doctor in the future."

 "make a deal!"

Joseph poured out a spoonful of salicin and swallowed it. The taste was very bitter and had a strong smell of alcohol, which made him retching.

Lamarck carefully took out his pocket watch and signaled to Joseph: "Your Highness, it is now 4:21."

Joseph nodded and wanted to sleep for a while, but there were three people next to the bed, including a girl, which made him a little awkward, so he simply got up and discussed the purification of salicin with Larseni.

When Lamarck heard that the medicine was made from willow bark, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly. The British had done research on the efficacy of willow bark more than ten years ago. Although it has a fever-reducing effect, it takes several days of continuous consumption to take effect.

Moreover, this food is very unfriendly to the stomach and intestines. Many people give up because of stomachache before their fever subsides.

However, he was extremely impressed by the Crown Prince's knowledge of experimental theory, which was far superior to those of his own students. If the Crown Prince concentrated on medicine or experimental science, he would definitely achieve great achievements.

In fact, Joseph was just a novice in this area, that is, he only received a little influence from the chemistry department guy in the university dormitory, but in the eighteenth century, he seemed to be very professional.

"So, the precipitation and cooling can be faster..."

As Joseph was talking, he suddenly stopped, rubbed his forehead, looked at Lamarque and smiled: "Mr. Lamarque, my fever should have gone away."

Lamarck was listening carefully to what he said about the experiment. He almost forgot about it and quickly looked at his pocket watch. It was 4:58, just 37 minutes after the Crown Prince took the medicine.

He looked at Joseph again and saw that there was a sparkle in his eyes. He hurriedly bowed to signal and put his hand on his forehead. Sure enough, it was no longer hot!

"Perna, thermometer."

Lamarck took the thermometer and stuffed it into the crown prince's mouth. After waiting for a while, he took it out and checked it himself. His eyes were full of disbelief.

36.8 degrees Celsius!

The body temperature has returned to normal!

"This, how is this possible?!" He lowered his head and murmured, suddenly grabbing Joseph's shoulders excitedly, "Your Highness, what you just drank was really willow bark extract?"

Joseph smiled and nodded.

"I didn't expect the effect after purification to be so good!" Lamarck seemed to have little stars in his eyes. "Your Highness, if the efficacy of the drug is stable, this will definitely be an epoch-making drug! Can I trial-produce this drug?"

"Of course. Let Mr. Larseni tell you the specific process."

"I can't express my gratitude to you!" Lamarck bowed deeply to Joseph, hurriedly took out his notebook to find Rasseny, and then turned back and asked, "Your Highness, did you invent this medicine?"

"This..." Joseph was stunned and could only say, "Ah, it must be God's revelation, which allowed me to have a flash of inspiration."

​Oh, God! Lamarck was shocked. Is His Highness really the son of God? Such a potion can be thought of with just a flash of inspiration!

But with the rigor of a scientist, he felt that a large number of experiments should be conducted to truly confirm the efficacy of the medicine. Thinking of this, he was immediately filled with fighting spirit, pulled Larseni towards the alchemy laboratory, and left a message, "Perna, pay attention to His Highness's condition at all times, and tell me immediately if there is any situation."

"Okay, doctor."

...

Two days later.

After treatment with salicin, Joseph's condition has stabilized a lot. Although he still has some cough, he no longer has a fever.

When he walked into the golden door of the East Palace Conference Hall of the Palace of Versailles, it was not yet nine o'clock, and there were still a few minutes before the cabinet meeting started.

The other cabinet ministers had all arrived. Seeing the Crown Prince enter the room, they all stood up and saluted him.

Interior Minister Monod even greeted Joseph with a smile on his face and whispered: "Thank you, Your Highness, the order to deal with Guizot was issued yesterday, and there was no mention of inciting a riot."

Joseph smiled and pulled him to sit down. Yesterday, he mentioned something to the queen at lunch, which was nothing more than placing all the blame on Guizot alone. Later, let the clerk make a formal report, and the matter will be finalized.

Although Joseph felt that there might be something hidden about Guizot, it should have nothing to do with Monod. When his intelligence agency was established, this would be the first thing to investigate.

Mono suddenly stood up, spread his arms, and said loudly to the crowd: "The police reform presided over by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has achieved remarkable results. As we all know, the criminals in St. Anthony District have been almost completely eliminated! Your Highness is worthy of God. In the name of your beloved son! Let us congratulate His Highness together!"