(Wuhan has been unsealed, and Wuhan people have survived. You are all good. Thank you for your efforts and bowing!)

"Have all the things been brought?"

After walking into Qin Qiong's room, Mrs. Qin immediately stood up and looked at Li Zhan anxiously and said, "Little Langjun, you have to hurry up. If you don't hurry up, the Duke will leave."

"What big brother is so bad, come and take my blood." Cheng Yaojin stretched out his arm without saying a word, wanting Li Zhan to suck his blood.

Following Niu Jinda and Yuchi Gong, they also squeezed over and rushed to let Li Zhan draw his blood.

Oh my god, these three big guys and their strong bodies almost squeezed Li Zhan to death.

"Everyone out when you go out!" Li Zhan couldn't stand being squeezed and shouted unhappily. For the first time, he got angry at Cheng Yaojin and others, and then drove the three of them out of Qin Qiong's room.

Then Li Zhan shouted: "Huaiyu comes in."

Qin Huaiyu immediately ran into the room.

At this time, there were only four people in Qin Qiong's room, Li Zhan, Qin Huaiyu, Madam Qin and an imperial physician named Sun. This imperial physician was the one who had just announced the death of Qin Qiong. At this time, his appearance was not to make trouble, but to hear that someone could save the Duke of Qin and he was here to help.

You have to know that if Qin Qiong dies, although he dies of illness, but if he dies of illness in his own hands, this is still very bad for this imperial physician.

Slowly, Li Zhan took out the things he had taken from his home, a syringe and an infusion device. One of them was blood drawn and the other was blood transfusion. Fortunately, Li Zhan always had these two things in his first aid package.

"You are the young man who said he could save Duke Qin?"

I was delighted to see the imperial physician inside Li Zhan.

"I am Li Zhan, are you an imperial physician?"

"Yes, I am an imperial physician, my surname is Sun. You can call me Sun. Who would like to ask you how you want to treat Duke Qin?"

This Imperial Doctor Sun was very enthusiastic. As I said just now, it was his hope to save Qin Qiong.

"The method I used by the Imperial Doctor is actually very simple, because now Lord Qin needs a blood transfusion, so I will give him a blood transfusion."

But when Li Zhan finished speaking, Doctor Sun stopped him with horror and said, "Little Langjun, this blood cannot be transfusion, this blood cannot be transfusion. If you don't know that if you transfusion, people will most likely die immediately!"

The words of the Imperial Doctor made Li Zhan smile because Li Zhan knew that there were advices for blood transfusions in the Tang Dynasty, that is, the blood cannot be transfusions, and people will die after the transfusions. Why did this advice be there? In fact, ancient doctors were not very stupid.

At that time, there were many wars, and many soldiers were bleeding heavily after being stabbed. In fact, the doctors of the ancients also had ideas. If there was too much blood, wouldn’t it be a way to get some blood? However, the doctors in ancient times did not understand that people have blood types. If they were transfusion of type A to type B blood, the other party would definitely be derived to death.

So the person who transfusions dies, which made ancient doctors think that blood transfusions will die. Doctor Sun is also a good person, so he quietly reminded Li Zhan to stop Li Zhan.

However, looking at the Doctor Sun, Li Zhan smiled and said, "Doctor Sun! In fact, blood transfusion can save people, but if you want to give the right blood, people are roughly divided into four blood types, type A, type B, ab, type O.

Of course, Doctor Sun may not be able to distinguish these blood types, but Doctor Sun, you can remember that the blood of relatives must not be infused to each other, such as son and dad, if they lose, they will die.”

"Ah!" Li Zhan's words made Doctor Sun mist listen.

But at this time Li Zhan ignored him. He immediately said to Qin Huaiyu: "Are Huaiyu ready?"

"Brother Zhan, I'm ready!"

Qin Huaiyu walked out from the side, then respectfully clasped his fists at Li Zhan and said, "Brother Zhan, Huaiyu's body is given by his father. As long as Brother Zhan can save his father, he can do as much blood." After that, Qin Huaiyu pulled out a short blade from his waist and wanted to hand it to Li Zhan and let him bleed.

However, Li Zhan smiled and pushed away the short blade, then showed the syringe and said, "It's not you who transfused blood, but me. Your blood is too similar to your father, so you can't lose.

You're a blood draw!"

Li Zhan first took out the blood type test strip, dripped the blood on the test strip, and distinguished the blood type according to the change in the color of the test strip. The results displayed on the test strip are no different from the conventional blood type resolution results.

After confirming Qin Qiong's blood type and then determining his own blood type, after the two blood types were the same, Li Zhan began to throw Qin Huaiyu into his blood. He drew a total of eight syringes with 50 ml of one syringe. After the 400 ml of the draw, Li Zhan's body was a little out of control.

There is no way, the syringe tube is not as safe as the blood collection car. This is hard-pulling with the syringe tube. No matter how strong a man is, he can't resist the eight tubes of blood drawn.

"Brother Zhan, are you okay?" Li Zhan fell to the side, making Qin Huaiyu very worried.

Li Zhanqiang was so energetic that he put 400 ml of blood into the porcelain bottle and shook his head and said, "It's still not enough. 400 ml of Lord Qin's body is absolutely not enough."

"Use my blood! Young man, you can't suck it anymore!" Mrs. Qin looked at Li Zhan worriedly and stretched out her hand.

"It's okay, madam!" Li Zhan smiled and shook his head, "I can still continue!"

After saying that, Li Zhan showed his arms, looked at Qin Huaiyu with a beautiful smile and said, "Huaiyu, continue to suck me?"

"Ah!" Qin Huaiyu was stunned, very grateful in his heart.

After Li Zhan gave out 400 ml again. After the pumping, Li Zhan's whole body seemed to have been drained. He used all his strength to inject blood on Qin Qiong. Fortunately, Qin Qiong's veins burst out, which was easier to find. If Qin Qiong was a little fatter like Cheng Yaojin, it would be troublesome. The little nurse would cry for the veins.

After Li Zhan finished it, he fainted.

"Oh, thank you! Young man!" Mrs. Qin hurriedly supported Li Zhan again and shouted to the outside: "Come, come, come!"

Soon, Cheng Yaojin and others came in. Seeing Li Zhan fainted, Cheng Chumo asked Li Zhan to send Li Zhan back to his side room.

When Cheng Chumo was in Li Zhan's side room and found that Yang Qiaoer was actually on Li Zhan's bed, Cheng Chumo showed a shocked expression: "Qiao'er, why are you here?"

Seeing Cheng Chumo, Yang Qiaoer was the first to look at Li Zhan and shouted in surprise: "This is Mr. Li, what's wrong with him?"

"Oh!" Cheng Chumo said, "Brother Zhan is fine, he just fainted. I'll ask you, why are you on Brother Zhan'er's bed?"

At this time, knowing that Li Zhan is fine, Yang Qiaoer showed a shy look and said, "Mr. Li is the little master's guest. Others are unwilling to accompany him. I am deeply grateful to the Cheng family. I am willing to accompany him. At this time, I am already his own."

"How can I let you accompany you? You are you!" The following words were not finished, but it can be seen that in Cheng Chumo's eyes, Yang Qiaoer is definitely not a slave.
Chapter completed!