Inside, Qi Youer briefly talked about the principle of blood transfusion. Yan Hao was originally a very smart person who knew medical skills. The more he listened, although his face had not changed, the surprise in his eyes kept flashing.
Even Tinglan was stunned when he heard this.
"It turns out that human blood can be given to the other party, and I want to drink it."
Qi Youer really doesn’t want to roll his eyes at him now. Can drinking blood replenish blood?
"I'll do it first," Qi Youer took another cup, "We can only bet, only the blood of our relatives can be fused. Now we don't have time to find the emperor and any prince, even if we find it.
They may not necessarily give blood, I can only hope that God is kind to us, and that one of us can merge with the princess's blood." This is the only way she can think of, half
Half the ratio.
Just as she was about to pierce her finger, Yan Hao took the bowl from her hand. With a light flash of her finger, a drop of blood had fallen into the bowl.
"I'll do it first," he said lightly, then he took Fang Ning's hand and tugged it on her fingers. A drop of blood-red blood oozed down, but it could not merge with Fang Ning's blood.
Together, Ting Yu also came up, and even his eyelids pierced his fingers without blinking. Ting Lan was the same, but he was very disappointed that their blood was not good.
Then there were a few palace maids and eunuchs who came in, and none of them could melt with Fangning's blood. Seeing Fangning's breath getting weaker and weaker, if you can't find a suitable blood relationship, Fangning might be real.
I have to explain it here.
It was Qi You'er's turn. Qi You'er held the silver needle and pierced her finger. This was the second time. She couldn't help but turn white. The blood beads on her fingers fell from the air.
In the bowl, but after half a day, it still didn't merge, and Qi Youer felt a chill all over.
There is really not much time left.
"Look!" At this time, Tinglan pointed at the bowl in surprise. Qi You'er looked down in confusion. The bowl in his hand was almost falling to the ground. Then he saw the two drops of blood.
They squeezed out each other and then merged little by little.
"No way?" Tinglan rubbed his eyes, "I read that right, right? You'er's blood can actually merge with the princess's blood. Could it be..." He opened his eyes wide in surprise again. Could it be, You're right
She is actually a royal family.
Qi You'er put down the bowl and gave him a blank look, "Don't guess randomly, I was born by my parents. I'm fifteen years old this year, Fangning is not my mother."
Tinglan was so sad that he looked uncomfortable. If it were on weekdays, he might have rolled on the ground with laughter, but now it is different. Life is at stake, and he can't laugh, but he still feels very painful.
Qi Youer put the bowl down, then rolled up his sleeves, turned around and faced Yan Hao.
"Get started, I know you can do it."
She stretched out her arm. She was fifteen years old and had just developed. Her arms were very thin. You could see the green blood vessels on her body. Her body was very small. Standing in front of Yan Hao, she was just like
Only below his shoulders.
She should have been afraid of it, but she would have been afraid of it if she had changed her own, but now she has forgotten what fear is, because she doesn't know if it's her fate, or if she has always believed that Yan Hao would save her life.
"No," Tinglan stepped forward, "Young master, aren't there any other people? It's not necessarily the You'er's. You'er is so small..." He was really worried about Qi You'er's body. The princess is a human, and You'er is also the You'er.
People, if something happens to you, then...
"There is no time," Ting Yu suddenly made Ting Lan's hand stretched out so carefully in the air, and then shrank back bit by bit.
Yes, they don't have time.
They could not guarantee whether the next one would be the one who would be fused with the princess’ blood. Ten thousand people could not, one hundred people could not, and one hundred people could not, but the princess was already dead at that time.
Yan Hao opened his eyes, he looked at Qi You'er for a long time, then stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist. His fingers were warm and warm, but after this warmth, Qi You'er
But his wrist suddenly hurt, and the blood beads flowed down her wrist, and then dripped onto the ground with a drip.
She actually felt very painful, but she didn't snort, just pale face and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she concealed all the light in front of her.
Yan Hao took a tube from somewhere and pierced it into the blood vessel on her wrist. This is not modern, she forgot, really, modern blood draw doesn't hurt at all, she has donated blood
,She knew, but this time, she really felt what pain was.
It hurts, it really hurts. The pain on the wrist and the pain on the soul.
Yan Hao took the other end of the tube and carefully pierced it on Fang Ning's wrist. He was so careful and so distressed.
Qi You'er turned her face away, and her face suddenly became cold. She didn't know when she actually cried. She wiped her tears hard and her body became colder and colder. She knew that this was the reason for her heavy blood loss.
If one loses one-third of his blood, then the person will be in danger of his life.
She gently held her fingers and looked along the tube.
Blood kept flowing out of her wrists. Her body shook for a while, and her steps were a little unstable. At this time, someone just happened to support her. She opened her eyes weakly, and even her eyes became unconscious.
.
"Young Master, don't continue, otherwise You'er will die." Tinglan looked at Qi You'er's pale face with concern. Now her face can be compared with Fang Ning. He is really afraid, the princess.
He was rescued, but You'er would die. If he had known this, he would have been better off with one knife.
The blood was drained by someone, this way of death was too cruel.
But Yan Hao still turned his back to them and never said a conversation.
Qi You'er gently pulled the corner of her lips and said, "It's the Virgin."
"I really regret..." She murmured to herself, her voice was extremely light and she didn't have much strength.
"You'er, what are you talking about?" Tinglan didn't hear clearly for a while, so he could only approach her and asked.
Qi You'er gently followed the air, looking at the tube on her wrist without blinking. She didn't know where the strength came from. As soon as she tried her best, the tube was pulled down, and she
The blood on her wrist kept flowing towards the year along her fingers.
"God, You'er, what are you doing?"
Qi You'er can't feel the pain anymore because she's numb.