As soon as he walked out of the Bai family ancestral hall, Chen Xuan saw a large group of villagers gathered in front of the ancestral hall.
Almost every household in Tazhai Village had someone infected with the plague, so when the patient was dying, the whole family stayed with the patient.
They all thought that if Dr. Chen was unable to save his life, they could spend the last days with their relatives.
So at this moment, almost the whole village was here.
Feeling the looks of expectation, anxiety, sadness, and helplessness, Chen Xuan couldn't help but think of a poem by the great poet Qu Yuan: He took a long breath to cover his tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives!
"Doctor Chen, please save us!"
In order to survive, the villagers did not hesitate to kneel down to Chen Xuan.
I just hope that Chen Xuan can show his rejuvenating medical skills so that they can escape the disease and stay away from death.
"Everyone, please be patient." Chen Xuan waved his hand to signal the villagers not to get too excited, "The next half hour will be the most important treatment time for you, so please line up your patients first.
Don’t mess with the order!”
Hearing what Chen Xuan said, thousands of patients hurriedly came out and quickly formed a queue of ten hundred people.
While the patients were queuing up, Chen Xuan asked Hua Changpu and other medical experts to prepare. After he drew blood, he immediately dispensed 2-3 ml of blood into each small glass.
Just when Chen Xuan was about to cut his own blood vessel, Long Fei suddenly came over with a solemn expression and whispered to Chen Xuan: "Mr. Chen, the Japanese sword saint Tsukahara Isshin just announced his release from seclusion and threatened to arrive in China tomorrow to meet with him.
You make an appointment to fight on the top of Mount Tai to avenge the three disciples!"
"Oh? That old ghost Tsukahara Isshin picked a good time." Chen Xuan was slightly surprised.
After taking blood today, he will be in a weaker state within a week, and his strength will definitely not be 50% of his usual strength.
Tsukahara Isshin happened to be released from seclusion at this time. Chen Xuan did not believe that he had nothing to do with the behind-the-scenes instructions of this plague incident.
Chen Xuan even suspected that the man behind this incident was Isshin Tsukahara!
But he doesn't have time to think about this now.
With less than half an hour left, he didn't even look for Lu Zhiyong, whose life or death was unknown.
Long Fei saw that Chen Xuan was still so calm after hearing that Tsukahara was out of isolation. It seemed that he was determined to donate blood to the villagers.
He knew that after Chen Xuan donated blood, his strength would be greatly reduced in a short period of time.
If Isshin Tsukahara comes to visit during this period, wouldn't he die under the "Ama Congyun" of that old Japanese ghost?
Thinking of this, Long Fei quickly advised: "Master Chen, why don't you stop drawing blood? Your life is more precious than the emperor!"
"I've made up my mind, you don't need to say more."
As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, the silver needle lightly scratched the blood vessel in his left hand, and a column of blood flowed out of the blood vessel and dripped into a glass vessel.
Seeing this scene, the villagers were all very surprised.
"Doctor Chen, does it turn out that your solution is also to donate blood?"
"If you donate blood by yourself, it won't be enough to cure so many people's diseases, right?"
The villagers saw that although Chen Xuan was young, he was not very strong. Even if his blood activity was strong, how many people could be saved by donating up to 600 ml of blood?
Chen Xuan smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, I have already calculated it, because my blood activity is very high, 2-3 ml can cure a patient, and there are about 1,100 patients here, which means I have the most
By donating 3,300 ml of blood, all of you can be cured."
After hearing what Chen Xuan said, the villagers were all shocked.
Doctor Chen actually plans to donate 3,300 ml of blood?
This can kill people!
The blood in the body of an adult man is only four to five thousand milliliters.
If you give away more than three-quarters at once, where is your life left?
"Doctor Chen, you, you don't have to do this for our Tazhai Village." Grandpa, the most prestigious person in the village, was moved by Chen Xuan's words.
Although people are selfish, the villagers present did not want a young miracle doctor who had nothing to do with them to die.
Seeing that his grandfather had changed his attitude towards him, Chen Xuan smiled calmly and said, "First of all, I am a doctor. It is a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded."
Although there are many black-hearted and unscrupulous doctors nowadays, in various hospitals, there are still good doctors who do dozens of hours of surgery without taking a break for the health and safety of their patients.
Some doctors even successfully completed the operation, but died suddenly due to excessive physical and mental exertion.
It is with these good doctors that the health of patients can be protected.
Of course, Chen Xuan will not die because of this blood donation, but his body will be very weak within a few days.
As for the challenge from the Japanese Sword Master, that is something to consider later.
The villagers were all moved by Chen Xuan's kindness as a doctor. Just as they were about to say something, Hua Changpu and other medical experts had already distributed many bottles of blood for the patients to come and take.
Chen Xuan had previously used his own blood to successfully treat a sick cousin of Bai Chun, so he concluded that 2-3 ml of blood could eliminate the virus.
Therefore, after the patients in front of them took it, just as Chen Xuan expected, the viruses in their bodies were quickly eliminated by his blood that had been tempered by the immortal energy.
The patients recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Chen Xuan's complexion became pale at the same speed visible to the naked eye.
"Master Chen!"
"Miracle Doctor Chen!"
Long Fei and Xu Linghe stood on one side and supported Chen Xuan.
This time, Chen Xuan donated approximately 2,800 ml of blood.
The human body loses a lot of blood, which can range from dizziness and pale skin to confusion, even syncope and shock, which can eventually lead to death.
Chen Xuan's physical fitness is extremely amazing. He only feels dizzy after losing so much blood.
And his hematopoietic function is also extremely powerful, and he can fully recover in about a week.
"No need to help me." Chen Xuan asked Long Fei and Xu Linghe to let go of their hands, and then looked at the villagers who were taking the blood.
Thousands of villagers finally completed the "blood treatment" within half an hour.
Seeing the last patient in line drinking blood, Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile with relief.
A doctor's greatest achievement is to save the lives of critically ill patients.
And today he once again accomplished an unprecedented feat and saved thousands of lives!
After taking the blood, the plague in the body of the patient is disappearing quickly. Everyone can feel that the disease has been killed by the blood of Dr. Chen!
Although complete recovery is not that fast, without the shadow of death, the patients all feel that the sky is much brighter, and joy appears on everyone's face again!
"Thank you, Doctor Chen!"
The patients did not share their joy with their families, but immediately knelt down to Chen Xuan.
"Miracle Doctor Chen, you are our reborn parents!"
Thousands of patients knelt down to thank Chen Xuan, while their relatives hugged each other and cried with joy.
This scene is extremely touching.
Chen Xuan was about to wave his hand to let them get up, but suddenly his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Long Fei quickly reached out to support him again.
