When Zhou Liru got his blood test, he went to the soldiers with his blood type for a blood test. Bai Shan turned around and came back to see him. He took a look at the blood type written on the paper and rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's the same as ours. Draw ours."
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When they were in the capital, Man Bao and the others checked their own blood types after Man Bao gave Su Jian a blood transfusion for the first time.
In Manbao's words, if they know in advance, when they really need a blood transfusion, they can be one step ahead of others, because others still need a blood test, but they can directly find a matching person with their blood type.
After hearing this, Bai Shan not only tested his own blood type, but also found a matching person in advance. It is difficult to transfuse blood between close relatives, so although he and Bai Er's blood type are the same, he still excluded him
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But five of the guards they chose had the same blood type as them. As long as the two of them didn't lose a lot of blood at the same time, so many guards were enough for them to transfuse blood.
So when he saw that General Guo's blood type was the same as theirs, Bai Shan rolled up his sleeves.
Bai Erlang was a little scared. When he pricked his finger to take blood for a blood test, it hurt.
So he swallowed, looked around and asked, "Where are the guards?"
Bai Shanhe said to him: "I don't know if the rebels will come. If they come, they will have to stand in front of us, so we don't want them to draw our blood. Hurry up and eat after we finish drawing."
Just take a rest and it’ll be fine.”
Bai Erlang grabbed Liu Huan who was about to move out and asked, "What if the two of us are not enough?"
Bai Shan looked at Liu Huan.
Liu Huan is about to cry. If he had known that he would not join in the blood test last time in Liangzhou.
Bai Erlang held Liu Huan tightly, adhering to the idea that a dead Taoist friend should not die a poor Taoist, and forcefully pulled him towards Bai Shan, saying: "From the oldest to the youngest, you are older than me, you go first."
Bai Shan, who had already rolled up his sleeves, thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Yes, we should go from big to small."
So he stood up and walked to the other side of Bai Erlang, signaling Zhou Liru, "Okay, hurry up and prick, there's blood waiting inside."
After changing sides like this, Bai Erlang is still in second place: "..."
He looked at Bai Shan, then at Liu Huan who was being held tightly by him, let go of his hand, and sat on the stool with a look of despair.
It seems that no matter from big to small or from small to big, he always ranks second, so what's the point?
Liu Huan wanted to run away, but Zhou Liru grabbed him, pushed up his sleeves, and motioned him to sit on the stool, "Hurry, Little General Guo is waiting for blood to save his life."
Liu Huan wanted to cry, "Can't we stab them two first? We should have stabbed them two first."
"What's the point?" Zhou Liru said, "Aren't you ashamed? Why are you crying? My sister-in-law said it doesn't hurt at all to draw blood."
"Impossible, how can it not hurt when so much blood is flowing out?" Liu Huan said: "And have you ever had it?"
Zhou Liru had never had it, but since my sister-in-law said so, it didn't hurt. She held the needle and motioned to Liu Huan, "Do you want to prick it or not?"
Liu Huan stretched out his arms like a strong man and closed his eyes tightly.
Zhou Liru rolled up his sleeves, tied his arms with leather straps, took a blood vessel and plunged it in. Liu Huan shouted "Ah——" and kept secretly looking at Bai Shanhe.
Bai Erlang reached out to hold him down with quick eyes and hands, and exclaimed: "Don't move, don't move, the needle will break after a while..."
Zhou Liru: "...I don't believe it. I stabbed so many people and they didn't even shout. Why are you shouting?"
Liu Huan shed two lines of tears and cried: "It really hurt just now."
Bai Shan took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears, "Stop crying. Be more calm. This way the blood will come out faster and you will suffer less."
Liu Huan: ...I always feel that this is not a good thing to say.
When Bai Shan saw that he was no longer struggling, he turned around and motioned to Zhou Liru, asking her to pump a little more, lest it was not enough and she would have to prick her a second time.
Zhou Liru felt that Bai Shan was right to be concerned, so he not only drew a little more blood from Liu Huan, but also from Bai Erlang and Bai Shanshi.
Bai Shan hesitated to speak several times, and finally watched her go in silently with three large bags of blood. He sat covering his arms for a while and then followed her in to see the situation.
Man Bao had already sutured the wound on his back, applied a hemostatic bandage, and then he and the military doctor were waiting to see the arrow on his left chest and discussing where to cut it.
Zhou Liru brought the blood in, and Man Bao took the needle from his body and asked her to give him a blood transfusion.
The pharmacy also brought over the medicine to invigorate the blood.
After the military doctor drank it for him, he felt his pulse and said, "Sir, we have to hurry up. If this arrow doesn't go away, something will happen."
Man Bao nodded, "I know."
She turned to Zhou Liru and said, "You and the military doctor will help me."
"yes."
Bai Shan looked outside and said, "It's almost dawn, but the room is still dark. Do you want to light more candles?"
Man Bao nodded, "Okay."
The man is in a coma now, and he probably won't wake up, and he is not suitable for anesthesia now, so Man Bao directly took the knife, looked at the arrow and cut along the texture of the muscle...
She did not make a large incision, trying to minimize the wound, and only separated the part where the arrow was inserted. Zhou Liru and the military doctor nervously helped her separate the flesh and blood so that she could see what was inside...
The military doctor looked at the wound where hemostasis could not be stopped, and then looked at the blood hanging on the side, and said to himself: It's a blessing to have this thing for blood transfusion, otherwise, even if the arrow is finally taken out, the person will probably lose too much blood and be unable to survive.
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Man Bao had already tried his best to speed up, and even fed him a bowl of hemostatic medicine during the process. It wasn't until the sun rose and the morning light came in that Man Bao carefully took out the separated arrow and threw it aside.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Manbao checked the wound again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he quickly sutured it to stop the bleeding.
After the wound was sutured, she applied hemostatic medicine and bandaged the man, and then she freed her hand to feel his pulse.
The military doctor stared at her nervously, "How is it?"
Man Bao said: "He is still alive now. Whether he can survive or not depends on today."
She has done her best, and now she has to listen to fate.
The military doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at General Guo lying on the other side. His lips were now blue and his face looked lifeless.
He sighed. When he was first brought in, his veins were almost lifeless when he touched them. And compared to General Guo's arrow to the left, he had an arrow that hit the middle, which is where the heart is. It was basically impossible.
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The military doctor stepped forward and cut off all three arrows on General Guo's chest, then looked at Zhou Man and said worriedly: "Sir, what should I say to the outside world?"
Bai Shan immediately said: "Let's not talk about it for now. When people ask outside, they will say that General Guo is still in a coma."
Man Bao also nodded, "Yes, the morale of the military must not be disturbed."