She hopes this Mu Shenling will survive more than anyone else, he is Hu Feng's hope!
When Dr. Shen heard this, his complexion changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "Bai Zhi, don't be stupid. How can this kind of injury survive?"
Bai Zhi sighed: "This is the worst result. Can there be any worse results than this? If you don't try it, how do you know if you can seize this last chance?"
The young man knelt down again and knocked his head towards Bai Zhi several times: "Little doctor, please heal him, he must be healed!"
Bai Zhi glanced at Mu Yang, who was lying on the single shelf. The situation was already extremely dangerous. She didn't care about that much, and simply said: "It's not convenient to treat him here. Take him to the small tent next door."
The two young men immediately lifted Mu Yang to the small tent next door. She picked up the cloth bag on the ground and said to Doctor Shen: "I want to give it a try. If you are free, come and help me." After that, She turned around and left.
Doctor Shen said nothing, and Duan Cheng anxiously said, "Master, please help Bai Zhi."
Doctor Shen finally nodded and sighed: "Alright, I want to see what special means she hasn't used." He turned his head and ordered Duan Cheng: "You stay here."
Duan Cheng responded, and Dr. Shen also left the big account and went to the small account next door.
According to Bai Zhi's instructions, Mu Yang had already been placed on the bunk. There was not enough light in the tent. She asked the soldiers to open the top of the tent with a big opening. At this time, the inside of the tent became brighter.
Bai Zhi said to the two men: "Mu Shenling has already lost too much blood. He will need to replenish blood when he is treated for a while. Are you willing to receive blood transfusion for Mu Shenling?"
They don't know what blood transfusion means. They only know that as long as they can save Mu Shenling and let them do anything they want.
"Don't say it's blood, even if it wants my heart, I will immediately dig it out for you, as long as you can save Mu Shenling."
Bai Zhi shook his head: "You don't need to dig your heart. It's just a little bit of blood. It won't kill you." She has taken out the quick blood test strips, tested Mu Yang's blood, type B, and tested two soldiers' blood. Blood, fortunately one of them is type B.
He is also Type B. Although the soldier in front of him is strong, he can't smoke too much at once.
He let the soldiers sit down and took out two blood bags for drawing blood. The needle pierced the veins of the young man. The bright red blood flowed from the thin transparent tube into the blood bag. The two soldiers were dumbfounded. They had never seen anything like this. However, I never heard of bloodletting before saving people. . .
But when the little doctor in front of them got a needle and started bleeding, they only dispelled their doubts.
Another young man said: "Why didn't you pierce me? I also have blood, and some of them are blood. Please pierce me."
Bai Zhi shook his head: "Your blood is not the same as the one led by Mu Shen, and it's useless if you stick it. Fortunately, my blood is the same as him, and I can contribute a little, otherwise his blood will not be enough."
When Dr. Shen came in, he saw such a scene, and he was so shocked that he could hardly stand up.
"You guys, what are you doing?" What is this? He pointed to the blood bag containing blood and the needle for blood transfusion and asked.
Bai Zhi said, "Doctor Shen, I know you must be very curious now, but I can't explain too much to you now. What I am doing now is just performing the instinctive duties of a doctor to treat all the patients who need treatment."