"It's not easy. Apart from me and the monk, who would dare to face Xiao Yuhe? As for the magic swordsman, Feng Xiaozi has already itchy hands." Drinking blood lazily said, he suddenly became dizzy, is it excessive fatigue
"So Dai Junchou asked me to come and find you back." Liu Jinlong suddenly stopped talking. He found that the blood-drinking pants had been soaked in blood. "What happened to your legs?" Why did he not stop bleeding
"Ah? It's nothing, let's go." Drinking blood is still hard, in fact, he is so sleepy that he wants to lie down and sleep.
"No, the color of blood," Liu Jinlong said involuntarily, taking Drinking Blood on his back, performing a terrifying feat, and rushing towards the location of the battlefield medical stronghold where Jing Muya was located.
"Hey, what are you doing, it's not that I can't walk." Drinking blood struggled to get down, but found that the scenery full of inverted flying made me dizzy, and I couldn't see that Liu Jinlong was still a master.
"Don't talk nonsense, if you are still awake, try to use your internal breath to control the blood flow speed, the slower the better, your wound is poisonous." As soon as Liu Jinlong opened his mouth, the speed obviously slowed down. He didn't have time to delay, so he closed his mouth now. , Rushing wholeheartedly.
"Poison? Just kidding, Lao Tzu is invincible." The question mark that was full of blood drinking, finally conducted an honest internal inspection, but found that there was nothing unusual, but the blood flow on the legs was not stopped, and it was a side dish to control the speed of blood. For one dish, if he wants to drink blood, he can reduce his heartbeat and blood pressure to single digits in a short time.
The wind media along the way saw the wind blowing under the feet of the chief director who was drinking blood on his back, and immediately guessed the outline of the matter. They rushed to Elder Jing to report them first. When they arrived, the preparations for the operation were ready.
"What's the matter? Where is the injury?" Jing Lao yelled at Liu Jinlong from a distance. He was also shocked in his heart. He would be injured even if he was drinking blood, and it seemed that it was not a minor injury. What should this be like? The enemy
"There was an arrow in the leg, I don't know how, the bleeding continued. On the contrary, this old boy was blind and had to rush over with me behind his back." Drinking blood was still thinking about joking, he didn't know, at this time his face was already dead. It's almost there.
"Stop talking nonsense, lie down!" Old Jing put Yinxue down on the bed, took the knife and cut open the bloody trouser legs, carefully removed the hastily bandage, blood spurted out all of a sudden. The injury is deep enough. Jing Lao glanced at the walnut-sized deep hole, and smelled the familiar fragrance of medicine from the thick blood. "Have you used Doctor Mo's Hemostatic Powder?"
"Well, but it doesn't seem to work." As soon as Drinking Blood's head hit the pillow, his eyelids grew heavy, and it seemed that he was indeed tired.
"It doesn't make sense, the Mo family's Zhixue San is the best medicine in the world. Lao Mo, come and see." Jing Lao couldn't figure out the key point, and turned around to greet Doctor Mo who was dispensing the medicine.
"He seems to be poisoned." Liu Jinlong hesitated to express his doubts. "I heard that there is a kind of poison that can make people bleed. It should be the Crimson Blood Orb." After all, no one has seen this legendary poison, even the knowledgeable wind vector manager. I just heard it. "I heard that the blood of the very poisonous person with the red blood bead is exceptionally bright. Look at the color of the blood on his legs, it seems that the red is a little strange."
"Whatever it is, let the blood transfusion first be said: "Doctor Mo brought two bags of plasma, and put them on the blood. They all have detailed records of their blood types and allergies.
"Try the golden acupuncture point first." Before Jing said, his left hand had already unfolded the needle capsule neatly, his right hand transported the needle like flying, and he had already recognized several acupuncture points around the wound. It can delay the blood flow rate, relying on blood clotting substances such as platelets to clot on its own. In order to make the effect more significant, Jing Lao used Dr. Mo's Zhixue San again.
Three minutes later, Old Jing shook his head regretfully, "No. Let's try other methods." There were fine beads of sweat on the old man, and Doctor Mo had already taken the blood sample from the blood, while playing with the microscope and The test tube is gone. "My biomimicry is also ineffective." Even his best tissue reconstruction technique has no effect, and Jing is helpless all at once. What to do? If this continues, drinking blood will definitely die because of excessive blood loss.
Drinking blood and lying on the bed, he feels uncomfortable now. Although he can't hear the conversation between Mr. Jing and the others in a daze, his feelings are not deceiving. People who have not experienced this feeling of rapid blood loss while transfusing blood absolutely cannot understand it. It seems to be in the extreme cold field, the blood of the whole body seems to be frozen into ballast, and the continuous fresh blood can only barely maintain the spiritual platform. A trace of clarity, it is impossible to dispel the bone-to-heart cold from the depths of hell. It would be great if I could faint, but I don't feel sleepy at all now, so I can only lie here and suffer.
"I'll try other methods, maybe it's effective to suture the wound directly? Or kill all the periodic tissue?" Jing Lao muttered there alone, but found that Doctor Mo had walked over with solemn expression. "Don't bother, there is no way. How to say?" Jing Lao was startled, he had already faintly guessed the unfortunate news.
"I just looked for it under the microscope for a long time, and there were no traces of platelets in the blood sample. And the test results also showed that there was no clotting factor in the blood sample. The most troublesome thing was that the clotting factors that I artificially added were all in an instant. It is destroyed, and it seems that there is an unknown chemical substance at work.” Only by analyzing and purifying this chemical substance can it be possible to solve the mystery, and this is only a medical possibility. "This thing should be the scarlet blood bead!" Jing Lao was dizzy, there is such a poison! What is the background of the death? You can even find the scarlet blood bead that is hard to find!
In fact, even Xiao Yuhe didn’t know that the Yin-Yang envoy had the red blood bead in his hand, and the Yin-Yang envoy also collected a very small amount of the red blood bead powder in an ancient tomb. He only made three poisonous arrows in total, and that was his last. Killer.
"This" Elder Jing is still hesitating how to explain to the drinking blood. In fact, the safest way at this time is to continue blood transfusion. Of course, autologous blood transfusion can also be used, which is to transfuse the blood flowing out of the drinking blood and then continue to consume it. Go to Doctor Mo to extract the powder of the Red Blood Bead, and then study how to crack it, but even if the medicine of the Mo family is unparalleled in the world, it is not a day and a half to develop a new antidote.