Following this bold laughter, Li Er, dressed in bright yellow uniform, strode in.
Everyone was shocked, and they all prostrated themselves and said, "See Your Majesty!"
Li Er waved his hand and laughed and said: "Everyone is flat, haha, Shu Bao, I heard from Qingque that Li Zexuan is going to give you a blood transfusion to treat your illness this afternoon. I came here just to see you. Shu Bao won't mind my uninvited guest!" "
Qin Qiong bowed and said, "How dare you, veteran!"
Li Erneng came to see him in person. Qin Qiong felt relieved and happy. He was alone during the Xuanwu Gate incident last year. He just didn't want to participate in this human tragedy of killing brothers to seize the throne and killing brothers. It had nothing to do with his position. He was always on Li Er's side.
However, judging from the rewards given by ministers after the Xuanwu Gate Incident, everyone believed that Qin Qiong had lost his favor and would no longer be reused. Normally, only former battlefield brothers like Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were willing to come to the Qin Mansion. Now that Li Er came out of the palace to visit Qin Qiong in person, to a certain extent, some rumors were disproven. Although Qin Qiong didn't care about these false claims, he was still very happy when Li Er came to see him in person.
"Haha, don't be stunned. Keep going. Don't delay Uncle Bao's treatment because of me."
Li Er did not overwhelm everyone and urged everyone to do what they should do!
Li Zexuan looked at it, stepped forward and said to Qin Qiong: "Uncle Qin, since these heroes are willing to donate blood for you, why don't we start the blood test first? The boy said before that drawing a small amount of blood is not only not harmful to the human body, but also beneficial. , this kid is willing to guarantee it with his life!"
Qin Qiong patted Li Zexuan on the shoulder and said, "I believe in you!" Then he looked at the team of generals in front of him and said loudly: "You all get up, I owe you a favor today!"
Zhuang Qi stood up, grinned and said, "The head of the family is serious!"
Li Zexuan asked them to stand in a row of ten. In fact, there was no need for so many people. He planned to let the others leave once he found the right blood type.
He first took the blood of ten people in porcelain bottles and put their names on the bottles. Then he took back Qin Qiong's blood and did a blood type test, and the results came out in a moment.
"Uncle Qin, Zhuang Qi and Mei Wenhua have the same blood type as you, so you can use their blood."
Li Er and others looked on in admiration and did not interrupt. In the yard, when Zhuang Qi heard Li Zexuan's words, he grinned proudly and said:
"Haha, you are uneducated. Please don't compete with me this time. Sir Li, you can do it with my own blood. If you are uneducated, your body is not as strong as my village!"
A lame veteran in the first row suddenly became unhappy. He cursed: "Zhuang Laoqi, you damn motherfucker is looking down on us veterans. If you are not convinced, come out and fight with me!"
Qin Qiong couldn't help scolding: "Shut up, don't be rude in front of His Majesty."
The two of them immediately became quiet and calm.
Li Er waved his hand and said he didn't care. He had been in the army in his early years and was already used to this kind of fighting in the army.
Li Zexuan and Sun Simiao looked at each other, stepped forward and said, "Uncle Qin, just use Zhuang Qi's. You can let the others go!"
Mei Wenhua is indeed a bit old, and his own hematopoietic ability is somewhat insufficient. If he gives another blood transfusion to Qin Qiong, he may be finished.
Qin Qiong nodded and shouted: "Zhuang Qi comes out and the others disperse."
"Master!"
Mei Wenhua wanted to fight for it again, but was glared back by Qin Qiong.
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Everyone came to a bedroom. Sun Simiao stepped forward and took Zhuang No. 7's pulse to see if he was healthy and whether he had any medical history. This was what Li Zexuan told him specifically when he came. He couldn't let Qin Qiong be killed again after a blood transfusion. Infection, other illnesses.
Zhuang Qi was examined obediently, and his expression did not reveal any impatience. After a moment, Sun Simiao nodded to Li Zexuan.
Li Zexuan directed Zhuang Qi to lie on the bed, and asked someone to bring a mat for Qin Qiong to lie on the ground. This weird arrangement startled Zhuang Qi. He quickly stood up and said that he would lie on the ground and let Qin Qiong lie on the bed.
Li Zexuan slapped him angrily. If he really lay down like that, who would transfuse blood to whom in the end
After the two were in place, Li Zexuan asked them to roll up their sleeves. He picked up the "cotton swab". In fact, it was the front end of a thin stick tied with a ball of steamed coarse cloth. Cotton was just a rare ornamental flower these days. It has not been popularized as a crop. Li Zexuan could not find cotton for a while, so he could only do it this way.
He dipped a "cotton swab" in alcohol and smeared it on their arms. An unusually strong smell of alcohol suddenly filled the air. Cheng Yaojin sniffed hard, and his saliva almost flowed out. I thought to myself: This guy is not kind, he is still hiding such a good thing.
Although Li Er liked drinking, he was more concerned about the purpose of Li Zexuan's move. He thought about it for a long time and couldn't help but frown deeply.
Sun Simiao had no scruples and asked directly, "Xiaoxuan, what do you mean by smearing strong alcohol on their arms?"
Li Zexuan was busy and replied: "This is disinfection. There will be some small bugs invisible to the naked eye on the surface of human skin. This strong alcohol can kill them. In fact, someone was injured in the military formation, and the wound eventually became infected and suppurated. It’s because of the infection from some of these little bugs in the air.”
Although Sun Simiao didn't know what air was, he still understood the general meaning and nodded thoughtfully.
Li Jing's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but ask: "Can this kind of strong liquor be used in military formations to greatly reduce the death of injured soldiers?"
Li Zexuan nodded and said, "Theoretically it's possible."
Li Jing looked at Li Er excitedly, and Li Er nodded at him, indicating that he would first look at Qin Qiong's illness before talking.
After the disinfection was completed, Li Zexuan found a blood vessel on Zhuang Qi's arm. Looking at the somewhat thick needle, he gritted his teeth and plunged it in. Zhuang Qi visibly trembled, but he did not scream in pain. Li Zexuan waited for the air in the needle to drain out, and then inserted the needle tip at the other end into Qin Qiong's arm. Due to the difference in potential between high and low, the blood slowly flowed into Qin Qiong's body along the needle tube.
Everyone in the room held their breath and stared intently at the needle with blood flowing, witnessing the first blood transfusion case in human history.
Gradually, Qin Qiong fell asleep with a comfortable look on his face. Li Zexuan stared at the hourglass on the table. After a while, he nodded to Sun Simiao. The two stepped forward to remove the needles from their arms and used cotton swabs dipped in alcohol. Apply pressure to the wound. Then Li Zexuan stood up and started packing the tools.
Of course Mrs. Qin stepped forward to help press the wound on Qin Qiong's arm. As for Zhuang Qi, this guy seemed to have nothing to do. He pressed the wound for a while and then threw away the cotton swab. Instead, he sniffed the arm for a while with his nose and returned it. He muttered: "Good wine!"
Several veterans in the room gently lifted Qin Qiong to the bed. They saw that he was breathing evenly and sleeping deeply. He was not awakened by the movement outside. Mrs. Qin stood aside and wiped her tears happily. Sun Simiao stepped forward and checked Qin Qiong's pulse again. After a while, he nodded to Mrs. Qin with a smile.
This place was obviously not a place for talking. After Mrs. Qin came to her senses, she apologetically greeted Li Er and others to go to the front hall to have tea. Li Zexuan wanted to leave after packing his things, but was caught by Yuchi Jingde like a hawk. He picked it up and brought it to the front hall.
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Thank you Wutong for the reward, and thank you for the 183*****70 monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)