Ming Dynasty: Traveling through the harem, Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded

Chapter 26: Slap Zhu Di in the Face
As soon as these words were spoken, Empress Ma and the Zhu Biao brothers stared at each other.

"Wait a minute? Yang Chen, what did you just say about our immune system? What is this? How come I have never seen it before, or even heard of it?"

It is common knowledge in today's era that the human body is composed of internal organs, flesh and blood.

But what is the immune system? Zhu Biao was instantly confused.

Not to mention him, even Queen Ma was confused.

I had to remind the other party to be careful with their wording.

"Yang Chen, please try to speak in a way that we can understand, just like the first time you spoke. We don't understand what you just said."

"Yes, Yang Chen, those words you mentioned about immune system don't seem to belong to the Central Plains, so can you change it to something we can understand?"

Zhu Biao thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what the immune system was.

He could clearly understand these four words when they were separated, but when they were put together, it gave him a headache.

Yang Chen waved his hand and apologized.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot you guys haven't learned it, so I just blurted it out.

You can understand the so-called immune system in this way: it is a soldier in our body.

Whenever there is an invasion of pathogens that make people sick, the immune system will fight back.

The first time we encounter an unfamiliar pathogen, we will get seriously ill, but we will be able to overcome this illness.

The chance of getting the same disease again in the future will be very small because the immune system will remember the appearance of the disease for a period of time.

The next time the disease appears, the immune system will be able to eliminate it right after it invades the body, before it causes a serious illness."

After a simple conversion, Yang Chen tried his best to explain to the three people what he had learned about the immune system in junior high school.

At first, the three of them could understand it, but as it went on, Zhu Di was the first to feel dizzy.

Compared to him, although Empress Ma and Zhu Biao looked a little troubled, after some hard thinking, they finally expressed their opinions, wanting to verify whether what they thought was right.

Zhu Biao said with an uncertain tone:
“I seem to understand that the immune system can cure diseases, but the disease is like an enemy coming. It must be the same enemy to alert the immune system.

Once a disease invades our body, the immune system will take up arms to fight against these foreign evil and strange diseases.

If we can win, we won't get sick. If we lose, we will get seriously ill. I wonder if what I said is right or not?"

After saying this, Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself, how could this knowledge from six hundred years later be more difficult than the knowledge I had learned thousands of years ago?

If he hadn't studied medicine, he probably wouldn't have figured it out for a while.

Yang Chen recalled the disease metaphor the other party had said and nodded in affirmation.

"What the prince said is only half right. The immune system cannot cure diseases, it can only prevent them."

“According to what you said, if future generations relied on this immune system to defeat smallpox, wouldn’t that mean that everyone would need to get smallpox once?

Is this the only way to avoid death by smallpox?

This is a bit too shocking, isn't it? How is contracting smallpox on your own initiative different from seeking death on your own initiative? "

Queen Ma frowned and said this.

After Zhu Biao's conversation with the other party, she also understood the principle of immunity.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that the price of defeating smallpox seems to be a bit high.

In the end, isn't it still the survival of the fittest, with the risk of death?

Facing the gazes of the three people, Yang Chen continued to explain calmly.

“That’s right and that’s not right. To defeat smallpox, everyone needs to get smallpox once.

However, this smallpox is not that smallpox." This statement instantly made several people feel a little confused.

"No, can't you speak more clearly? Smallpox is smallpox. There's no difference between them."

Zhu Di next to him moved his mouth slightly and couldn't help but say this again.

The words were not as sharp as before.

But his attitude was still a little improper, and Yang Chen also realized that Zhu Di still had some opinions about him.

An idea suddenly came to my mind.

“King Yan is right. In this case, let me give you a vivid example.

May I ask what this is, King Yan?"

As he spoke, Yang Chen raised his hand, and his fair, rosy hand with healthy blood appeared in front of the three people.

Neither Empress Ma nor Zhu Biao could figure out what the other's actions meant.

The person involved, Zhu Di, frowned and spoke subconsciously and uncertainly.

"Isn't this your hand?"

Hearing this, Yang Chen smiled kindly and shook his head to deny it.

"No, it's smallpox."

As he finished speaking, his palm gently stroked Zhu Di's cheek at a moderate speed.

In an instant, Zhu Di stood up suddenly, touched his face, and had only one thought in his mind.

As a prince of the Ming Dynasty and the Prince of Yan with his fiefdom, although he may not be in a high position and have great power, he is at least a royal noble.

Apart from his family members, even the first-rank ministers had to be respectful when seeing him.

But Yang Chen actually slapped him with contempt, which made him unbearable.

He clenched his fists and stared at Yang Chen angrily, questioning him.

"You actually hit me! Do you know that I am the King of Yan? Hitting me is a serious crime!"

"Hey! King Yan, please don't slander me. I didn't hit you just now. I just touched you! If I hit you, the sound would be very loud and crisp."

"Okay, Di'er, sit down and talk properly. Don't be so startled."

"Don't be impatient, Fourth Brother. Let's first listen to what Yang Chen has to say."

Zhu Di, who was about to get angry, heard what his mother and elder brother said, and suddenly his whole body shrank like a wilted vegetable leaf.

She could only sit obediently on the stone bench and stare at Yang Chen like a resentful woman.

Just when he was sulking, he suddenly found the hand in front of him reaching out again.

This time he was only stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to block the opponent's palm from moving forward.

When the distance was still twenty centimeters, Yang Chen's hand was blocked by him.

He was in a good mood and was very depressed. He frowned and said:
"Yang Chen! Don't go too far. I have already forgiven what happened just now, but you are still pushing it further!
My brother and mother, you have to give me some sense!"

Zhu Di knew the importance of Yang Chen, so he did not dare to do anything cruel to him. He could only look at his mother and elder brother with pleading eyes.

The two did not expect that Yang Chen would attack again and again, so they quickly opened their mouths to ask what was going on.

"Alright, alright, Yang Chen, stop making a fuss and quickly tell me what's going on."

Zhu Biao did not expect that Yang Chen would actually attack his brother twice in a row. The key point was that he needed help from the other party now, so he could not say anything. He could only try to smooth things over and get back to the point.

Zhu Di, who thought he was the victim, sat aside angrily, wanting to see how Yang Chen would explain.

(End of this chapter)