"Really?" Bai Ze was already desperate in his heart, but he didn't expect that Han Qing was reluctant to give him gunpowder, but planned to teach him the legendary first aid technique that could make a warrior seriously injured and survive. He suddenly burst into tears and laughed.
As a result, in an instant, "extreme joy gave rise to sadness", tears mixed with snot fell out of the nostrils, and two transparent "vermicelli" were pulled out on the lips.
"It's all your fault!" Even though Bai Ze had been on the battlefield for a long time, he couldn't stand being so embarrassed. He turned around and wiped his nose with a handkerchief, complaining hoarsely, "Isn't it fun to make people cry? You need to get rid of that earlier.
Give me emergency surgery, and I won't cry and beg you for gunpowder."
"Sister didn't give me a chance to show it before!" Knowing that Xixia would rebel sooner or later, Han Qing didn't have the slightest dislike for Bai Ze in her heart. She smiled and handed over the bag containing the pre-copied battlefield emergency care and surgical plan.
He took the kit out of his sleeves and handed it to the other party with both hands.
Bai Ze immediately stopped wiping his nose and snatched the kit and stuffed it under his bra. It was as if Han Qing would regret it if he moved slightly slowly.
"Remember every sentence I wrote above, especially the art of blood transfusion. It must not be used except in emergencies. And it must be verified in advance whether the blood types are compatible. Otherwise, it is equivalent to throwing away human lives!" Zhang Langzhong, who had seen it with his own eyes, didn't even ask.
When asked, a hollow needle was inserted into the injured vein for blood transfusion. Han Qing was deeply worried about the level of doctor Dang Xiang, and quickly reminded him at the side.
"How can we know if the blood types are compatible?" Bai Ze knew that Han Qing would not harm him. He covered the position of the hidden treasure bag with his hand and asked quickly.
"Blood types are usually divided into four types: A, B, C, A and B. There are more detailed classification methods below, which I don't understand. But blood transfusions cannot be made casually between different blood types. Ask the doctor to find a clean ceramic tile and combine the two
If human blood is dropped together and does not produce a flocculent clot immediately, it will be considered consistent. This is the only method at present, but it cannot guarantee complete accuracy, which is about 50%." Han Qing thought for a while and patiently explained, "These are
, I also copied it for you, you must let the doctor understand it before you do it. Also, pay attention to treating the wound with water and spirits before and after the operation!"
There are actually many things to pay attention to when it comes to blood transfusion and matching. The problem is that Han Qing himself knows only a little bit about it, so he can only explain the part he knows as clearly as possible, like a blind man pointing the way.
Bai Ze's tearful eyes widened and he listened to every word. When Han Qing finally stopped, he let go of his hand, gathered his hands and bowed down: "Bai Ze has donated 400,000 men and women for my party. Thank you so much. Thank you so much."
This thing, I don’t know how many party athletes can save one more life."
"Sister Bai, you don't have to be like this, you have saved me more than once!" Han Qing refused to take credit, smiled and stretched out her hand to help.
Bai Ze considers himself a son of the world, so he doesn't stick to these false etiquette. Following his support, he quickly stood up straight. Then he raised his head, looked at his clean and handsome face, and said with a smile: "I'll save you two."
Times, it’s not worth the ten thousand people you give me and our party. After all, the reward I get from you is heavier. No, it’s a hundred times heavier, a thousand times heavier!”
She had an excellent figure, and when she raised her head slightly, the gap between the two parties was lost. Han Qing vaguely felt a touch of softness, was stunned, and quickly moved back quietly.
Keenly aware of Han Qing's embarrassment, Bai Ze was stunned and smiled happily again. Then he added softly, "You will definitely look down on my official position in Xiazhou, and my sister won't force you. Common things like copper coins, gold and silver
, I guess you are not lacking, and it will make people suspect that you are colluding with my party. Tell me, how should my sister thank you?"
As she spoke, she took half a step forward as if to demonstrate. Her towering chest instantly pressed against Han Qing's thick pectoralis major muscles, creating a perfect contrast.
"No, no need. Sister Bai saved me first. Without Sister Bai's rescue, I might have died at the hands of the Red Lotus Sect!" Han Qing was so frightened that she took three steps back and raised her hands high.
As a result, I accidentally knocked over the low table behind me, and with a "crash", cups and dishes rolled all over the deck.
Wu Er and others were on full alert next door. When they heard the noise, they immediately drew their swords and rushed over to rescue them. When they found that the person lying on the ground was the short table that Han Qing had used before, and instead of using knives or guns in the cabin, it seemed that someone was
After taking the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, everyone was suddenly in an awkward dilemma.
Fortunately, Bai Ze had had enough "making trouble" and slowly backed away with a smile, "Okay, our Yeli White Horse Department not only has beauties, but we are also good at raising horses. When we get back, I will send someone to deliver a hundred good horses.
Here you go, fifty each for males and females. As for whether they can reproduce, it depends on the skills of your grooms. In this case, you won’t lose too much!"
"Thank you, Sister Bai!" Han Qing knew that Xiazhou and Liao had a tacit agreement to prohibit the export of war horses to the Song Dynasty, so she immediately clasped her fists and saluted.
Bai Ze was not polite this time, but stood up straight and accepted Han Qing's courtesy. Then, for some unknown reason, he smiled and shook his head slightly.
Immediately, she waved her arms vigorously and said loudly: "Let's go, the ship is about to dock. Let's go together, and then, you will be your Judge of the Sentencing Department, and I will be my Judge of the Feilong Department, and we will never meet each other again."
See!"
From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to be Han Qing's enemy.
However, if they failed to win over each other tonight, the two sides were completely in a hostile position. As the female judge of the Feilong Division, it was impossible for her to hide back to Xiazhou and never come to the Song Dynasty again.
As a judge of the Yongxing Military Criminal Division of the Great Song Dynasty, and even if his position would be higher in the future, Han Qing would not be able to turn a blind eye to her forever.
Therefore, never meeting each other is the best wish for both parties.
Although Han Qing had no feelings for her between men and women in his heart. However, after listening to her words, a bitter taste suddenly surged in his heart. So he also smiled and gently cupped his hands, "The most important thing about friendship is to know each other, not to see each other."
It’s better than meeting each other. Sister Bai, have a nice journey.”
"Yes!" Bai Ze nodded, turned around and left first. When he reached the deck, he realized that the ship was still three to four feet away from the west bank of Qujiang Pool.
With a gentle breath, she exhaled all the tastes in her heart into the night sky. Then she put on the cloak handed over by the maid and turned around to look around. She saw thousands of lights twinkling in the north and west of Qujiang Pool, just like the stars in the sky.
This is a scenery that cannot be seen in Dangxiang.
The total population of the various parties in the party is only over half a million, and they are all scattered in the vast wilderness. The number of people who usually live in Xiazhou City is only 20,000 to 30,000.
Although Chang'an City at this moment is far less prosperous than the Tang Dynasty, the total population of the city is still six to seven million. Assuming that there are half men and women, according to Dang Xiang, one of the four men will be selected as a soldier, and in an instant
, you can draw out 80,000 troops.
Thinking of the 80,000 army armed with gunpowder arrows, gunpowder crossbows, and gunpowder bombs, Bai Ze couldn't help but worry about the future of the party members.
Therefore, she gritted her teeth, turned her head, and said again to Han Qing, who had followed to see her off: "How could it be so easy for you to change the Song Dynasty? Just in Yongxing Military Road, there are countless corrupt officials at this moment.
I wish I could tear you into pieces. The assassination that day was just the first time. In the future, there will definitely be a second, third, fourth, or even a hundredth time. And these are all obvious.
The secret tricks in official circles will make it even harder for you to guard against them!"
"There must be a goal before we can move forward!" Han Qing didn't know that the possibility of realizing what he said to Bai Ze was very low. But he smiled and was not moved by the other party's persuasion.
"Is it worth it, just because your parents gave you birth in Bianliang?" Bai Ze was unwilling to accept it. He stepped forward and took Han Qing's arm, shaking it gently, "Don't be stupid! The Song Dynasty has already set its shape, you can't change it.
It's better to follow me to Xiazhou, where it's like a blank sheet of paper, and you can just do whatever you want."
"Thank you, Sister Bai. I know it's difficult. But, I still want to give it a try!" Han Qing felt warm in her heart after hearing this. She decisively ignored Bai Ze's intention to win over her and shook her head with a smile.
"You won't succeed. You may even be broken into pieces for this!" Bai Ze stamped his feet anxiously, half for the future of the party and half for Han Qing himself.
Han Qing's heart began to feel heavy again. However, he did not consider whether it was caused by the remnant soul. He just smiled and responded softly, "Bai Ze, thank you. But I am not afraid. Even if it can change a little
Son, it’s better than nothing at all.”
Without waiting for Bai Ze to persuade him again, he added with a smile. At the same time, in response to the restless soul in his heart, "Actually, in my eyes, both Xiazhou and Song Dynasty are part of China. When I was studying in the past,
, remember a few words, and give them to Sister Bai tonight as parting words."
Taking a deep breath, he stood up straight and faced the long night, chanting slowly. The voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone on the ship, including the soul in his heart, to hear: "May the children of China,
Get rid of the air conditioning, just move up, don't listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things, do things, and those who can make a sound. If you have a little heat and a little light, you can be like a firefly. You can also shine a little in the dark. There is no need to wait.
Torch. From now on, there will be no torch: I am the only light."
This text, written in the vernacular of the early 20th century, felt indescribably awkward to the ears of people in the Song Dynasty. It also felt very stiff and awkward to the ears of Bai Ze, a Dangxiang man.
However, Bai Ze understood every word in the words, and felt the sincerity between the lines.
At this moment, Han Qing's heart was filled with excitement.
After coming to the Song Dynasty for so long, this was the first time for him to examine his inner feelings and thoughts. For the first time, he expressed his heart without any scruples. For the first time, he discovered that he was actually the same, and his blood was not cold yet!
"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong..." He suddenly heard the beating of his own heart, steady and powerful.
This time, there was no pain, no heaviness or depression.
The remnant soul disappeared!
Like an ice cube in hot water, it suddenly melts without a trace.
There was no warning, no mark or reminder left.
He knew that the remnant soul would never come back, or that it might never have existed.
He knew that the blood of that hot-blooded boy was flowing in his body, warming every wound deep in his soul.
"If there is no torch from now on, I will be the only light!" He rubbed his chest with his hands out of habit and murmured. For himself and for the lost young man Han Qing.
The boat docked steadily, and beside the Qujiang Pool, the lights of thousands of houses were as bright as stars.
