Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 1037 Blood Transfusion Five

  Man Bao fell silent, and the old lady looked at a few doctors Zheng with sincerity.

  Emperor Zheng gave a light cough, and softly explained: "This blood transfusion is also recorded in some books, but whether it is a blood transfusion or a blood donor, the number of deaths in the end is quite large, so..."

Seeing that everyone’s face changed, Man Bao immediately explained, “That’s because those people don’t have blood types, and how can blood be collected from a single person? There are so many people in the world, and there are only so many blood types that come and go. Just a few people."

   "How did Dr. Zhou Xiao know that there are only several kinds of blood in the world? Isn't the blood the same? How is this divided?"

   "Is it time to discuss this? Isn't it about blood transfusion?"

  Man Bao finally thought of the words to explain, and turned to the old lady and said, "The reason why we don’t use the blood of a loved one is because of blood."

Man Bao raised his sleeves and let the old lady look at the blood on it, and said, "Do you know that there are many things in blood? You also said that the blood of your loved ones is blended, which means that there are many things in the blood. Isn't it something similar?"

  The old lady nodded blankly, she understood this.

"These things are good and bad. The bad thing is the source of the disease. Once it enters the body, it may be combined with the source of the disease in his body or attack the owner of the blood transfusion alone. This disease is very urgent. , So it is often impossible to save it."

  The old lady pondered for a while, and some understood, but some did not understand.

  The prince on the side asked, "There is such a disease in the blood of loved ones, is there no other person’s blood?"

"Yes," Man Bao said with his palm: "This is the reason why the blood of the loved ones is not lost. Think about it, the blood of the loved ones is so similar to your own, so naturally even the source of the disease is similar, so follow up with others. Once you have gone through your own door, when you see that you are your own brother, then turn around and ignore it, and your body will let go of the source of the disease."

"But if the blood of a stranger enters the body, it is the same as the stranger enters your door. You will look at it and be on guard. Once the source of the disease is found, a barrier will be raised in your body to kill the source of the disease, and then only absorb it. Man Bao finally explained clearly, and exhaled: "That’s how it is, so you can take a look. Just draw some people to draw my blood. Let me first see whose blood type is. Appropriate, I will draw someone's blood in a while, without the blood of a loved one."

  Man Bao’s metaphor is easy to understand, and the old lady and the beautiful woman on the side can also understand it.

  So the two of them looked at the servants at home together.

The prince    thoughtfully said: "I understand, this stranger has to have an enmity with Saburo, so that he can find the source of the disease in the blood faster, hasn't Du Yu invited it?"

  Man Bao: "...His Royal Highness, you may have misunderstood what I mean. The body can only distinguish the source of the disease in the blood, not the human face."

The prince    glanced at her and said, “I don’t think so, everyone’s blood is different, and his appearance must be printed in the blood.”

   was talking, the forbidden army brought a person in. He was not restrained, but he was flanked by him, his face was ugly.

He hurriedly followed a person behind him. As soon as the person came in, he jogged forward, saluted the prince from a distance, and then slammed the old lady to the end with a look of apologetic expression, "Old lady, I am really ashamed, Du Shu is ashamed. Yu saw the old lady and younger siblings."

  The old lady pressed the corner of her eye and said: "This matter is not related to Da Lang. I am old and can't manage these things. I just want to keep my child safe and healthy."

  Du Shu asked immediately: "I don’t know how Saburo is doing, he, if something happens to him, I will kill him and pay Saburo his life."

  This is just a nice statement. Du Yu is his own brother, how could he be willing?

  The old lady wiped her tears and sat on the stool without speaking.

The prince said coldly: "It's good for Du Dalang to have this heart. It's just that he has lost too much blood and is lying in bed, and is in need of a blood transfusion. The doctor said just now that the blood of loved ones cannot be transfused. How can their blood go into Saburo’s bloodline? So Gute asked Du Erlang to try."

  Du Shu was stunned, and asked: "Blood transfusion? Isn't this a witch doctor's method? Your Highness, this, is this feasible?"

  Du Yu coldly snorted: "His Royal Highness wanted to take my life and said, why make such an excuse? Who doesn't know that blood transfusion is a quack medicine?"

  Man Bao had been standing by and listening quietly. He couldn't help it. She raised her head and glared at Du Yu, saying who is a quack? You are a quack.

Man Bao directly opened the box, took out a white utensil from it, and then took a short needle and stepped forward, ignoring the prince who was still arguing with Du Yu, and directly pulled Du Yu's hand and quickly touched his finger. The tip was pierced.

  Du Yu stretched out his hand to shake off Man Bao’s hand, and the prince shouted: "Hold him down!"

  The Forbidden Army immediately suppressed Du Yu from left to right.

  Du Yu struggled, "Let go of me!"

  Du Shu couldn't help but step forward two steps and shouted: "His Royal Highness!"

  The prince's face was as sinking as water.

  Du Shu looked back at Mrs. Su. The old lady covered her face with a veil, as if she was crying sadly.

  Man Bao had already taken a drop of blood from his fingertips, and without bandaging him, she just threw it away. She said: "Whatever you are afraid of, just take a drop of blood. Also, I am not a quack!"

  Man Bao changed his hand and gave a small utensil to the doctor Zheng, “Go and get some of the patient’s blood. You want it fresh.”

  After he said, he handed him a new short needle.

  Bai Shan finally saw the short needle clearly now, he felt that these things were very familiar, and when he saw it, his fingertips were still faintly painful.

  He looked at Man Bao in shock.

  Man Bao was constantly putting things out, turning his head to meet his eyes, and lowered his head with some guilty conscience.

  Emperor Zheng quickly took the blood out. Man Bao first identified the patient's blood type, and when he saw that it was type 1, he put a label on him, and then went to try Du Yu, and found that it was also the same.

  She immediately became happy, and happily looked at Du Yu who was still being held, "This must be a special fate, your blood type is the same, you can lose."

  Du Yu widened his eyes and exclaimed: "You dare to say that you are not a quack doctor. How could my blood be the same as Su Jian's? I am not his blood relative."

  Man Bao took out the packaged items in the box, and said with joy: "Who said that only blood of blood relatives is the same? There are several types of blood in this world. Think about how many people there are in this world."

  Du Shu didn’t really want his brother to be blood drawn, so he had a brain twitch, and asked, “Do you mean that the blood of many people in the world is blended?”

"good."

   "Then how do you still shed blood to recognize your relatives?"

  Man Baodao: "You still believe this. I said it earlier. It's very simple. Come on, get a basin of water."

  (End of this chapter)