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Chapter 416 Hemostasis Without Minimally Invasive Sutures

Jing Wen has always been astonished by the words "by any means necessary".

Because this means that he can use the skills he learned from his master with confidence and boldness.

However, as soon as he stood up and saw the person lying on the bed, he was shocked.

"No, by any means necessary?"

This is the regent!!!

Being the only younger brother on the pilgrimage!!!

Bo Jiming had already given him the infusion bottle and blood bag in the first aid kit: "The blood type has been checked and it's type B. First transfuse to save life and then stop the bleeding. Leave the rest to Dr. Han!"

Jing Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay!"

If only to stop the bleeding.

However, when he stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, he suddenly became angry: "Master! Who is he? He could torture the Prince Regent in just half a day as if he had been tortured for seven or eight days?"

After all, he personally saw the regent going to pick up his bride in the morning!

Qin Jiaoxi & Bo Jiming: "..."

So it’s not just the seventh or eighth day?

I'm afraid that on the day Meng Yinqin went to the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion to rescue them, Yue Hui's people had already started to trick him into the secret room, and then started to torture him.#@$&

Thinking of this, Qin Jiaoxi became even more sad.

Bo Ji knew exactly what she was thinking, so he reached out and patted her shoulder: "Don't think so much. Since the king with a different surname wants to return, sooner or later he will have to find a way to deal with your father without you and me!"

Qin Jiaoxi gritted his teeth: "Well, now is not the time to worry about these things!"

Anyway, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Bo Jiming glanced at Jing Wen: "Remember, you shouldn't ask or talk too much, don't ask!"%&(&

Jing Wen quickly regained his calm expression, nodded, and skillfully rolled up Meng Yinqin's sleeves to transfuse him with blood. Then he took out the surgical bag and without saying a word, cut open the skin and began to repair the blood vessels.

Qin Jiaoxi looked on stunned.

This was the first time she had personally experienced such a bloody treatment scene.

Within a stick of incense, the bleeding stopped and two bags of blood were transfused. Jing Wen felt his pulse and relaxed his eyebrows: "The blood loss has been resolved, Wang, next..."

The sound of fighting outside suddenly stopped, and Han Zhan said angrily: "Let me go in, let me go in!"

The corner of Bo Jiming's mouth twitched, and he suddenly looked at Xiang Jingwen with an apologetic expression: "This..."

Qin Jiaoxi knocked Jing Wen unconscious with one swift movement, and said expressionlessly: "Hurry up!"

The two of them took Jing Wen back to his uncle's house without holding his breath, and then returned to open the door.

Han Zhan was so angry that he threw himself on the bed as soon as he came in. When he saw a long scar on Meng Yinqin's leg, he was stunned.

Bo Jiming sighed: "...I haven't had time to learn minimally invasive surgery yet!"

Qin Jiaoxi could barely understand the meaning of minimally invasive. It probably meant that Jing Wen had not yet mastered the finer points of medical skills from his world.

But Han Zhan was confused and murmured: "What bed...how did you two stop the bleeding? Is such rough suturing enough?"

He suddenly came back to his senses and said angrily: "You all step aside and don't touch him again!"

However, after reaching out to feel her pulse, Han Zhan rushed to Qin Jiaoxi with a suspicious look on his face and picked up her hands to check them again.

"Eh? Not you?"

He thought Qin Jiaoxi was so eager to save his father that he injected his own blood into Meng Yinqin's body.

However, there were only Qin Jiaoxi and Bo Jiming in the room. How could Meng Yinqin recover so quickly after only suturing to stop the bleeding?

Could it be Bo Jiming?

Feeling Han Zhan's gaze, Bo Jiming immediately pretended to be casual and raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice: "Xi'er, I'm tired, please take me to have a rest!"

His cuffs were stained with blood (actually from saving Meng Yinqin), and his face was slightly pale.

Han Zhan's heart was slightly shaken.

I didn’t expect that this guy Shang could do this for Princess Meng’an!


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