Li Shouyan saw his face covered in blood. His face, which was originally handsome, could no longer see his true face. He only had a pair of eyes, and he still shone with light.

He seemed to fall down at any time, but the moment he saw Yuan Xiaoxiao, a smile finally appeared on his face.

This smile was the warmest and most heartwarming smile Yuan Xiaoxiao had ever seen. She rushed over with joy and let her tears blow away by the wind.

Li Shouyan is still alive, he is still alive. This is the best news in the world for Yuan Xiaoxiao. This is a gift from God, Li Shouyan is still alive!

She threw herself into Li Shouyan's arms and cried loudly.

Yes, she thought he was dead. Even Yuan Xiaoxiao thought that if Li Shouyan died, she would follow him. This world left her with so much suffering.

These battlefields of blood and fire, the love between children does not exist. But at this moment, all the soldiers were deeply moved by this pair of miserable mandarin ducks. It turns out that there is such a beautiful thing in the world.

Zhu Cilang didn't say anything. For children of his age, the relationship between men and women is too far away. As a prince, he should be a person who does big things.

"Sweep the battlefield and clean up the enemies, hurry!"

Zhu Cixuan ordered that the so-called cleaning of the battlefield is to find the injured. For the enemies, they stabbed them one by one with bayonets.

Is it cruel? The battlefield is so cruel. For both sides who are kind and live to the death, a small kindness to the enemy may bring huge harm to their compatriots.

What Zhu Cilang can do is not to hurt innocent people. But as long as he is a soldier, the moment he picks up his weapon, he will be a life-and-death enemy. Only by completely destroying the enemy can he be at ease.

The wounded were carried into the city one after another. The people from the Eastern Palace Guards were unable to fight, so they were familiar with these things. They looked for even the wounded, carried them onto a stretcher, and transported them to the city one after another.

"I thought you were dead, I thought I would never see you again. It's great that you are alive, it's great that this is great!" Yuan Xiaoxiao hugged him tightly, full of joy.

At this moment, all the grievances and despair were gone. As long as Li Shouyan could live, she would be willing to do anything.

As they walked from the first line of heaven, the two had already fallen in love with each other. Zhu Cilang always deliberately created the opportunity for them to be together, including building Yizhou City. The two can be said to be inseparable. They have long been inseparable, and after this test of life and death, their relationship has become deeper.

Li Shouyan gently touched her head. Suddenly, Yuan Xiaoxiao felt her neck hot. She was shocked. She let go of her hand and saw that Li Shouyan drooped her head softly on his shoulders. He fainted from excessive blood loss.

"Li Shouyan!" Yuan Xiaoxiao shouted.

Zhu Cilang was alarmed, so he pushed everyone away and walked over. The scene in front of him was shocking. There was almost no place in Li Shouyan's body. The military doctor counted and found that there were eighteen wounds of all sizes.

"Quick, send it to the city!" Zhu Cilang was also anxious.

Changping General Li Shouyan was transferred by himself. On the battlefield, Li Shouyan was indeed considered brave. It is unknown whether he could survive such a severe injury.

This is his own general, and Zhu Cilang must not let him die like this. Everyone carried Li Shouyan onto a stretcher with all their might, and several Changping soldiers were lifted up and ran away.

The remaining soldiers took turns to carry stretchers and trot. In the city, the best medicine shop was vacant. Several military doctors came in and out. The only way for the ancients to deal with the wounded was to disinfect, bandage the wound, and then leave it to fate.

There is no way, due to the limitations of medicine, people at this time do not know what blood transfusion is. Besides, even if you want blood transfusion, you don’t know what blood type the other party is.

Zhu Cixuan and others were waiting outside the door. After a while, the military doctors walked out of the house one after another.

Yuan Xiaoxiao's heart sank. Judging from their expressions, it felt that something was wrong.

"How is it? Is there anything wrong with General Li?" Before Yuan Xiaoxiao could speak, Zhu Cixuan asked in a hurry.

An older military doctor shook his head: "When you go back to the prince, General Li has lost too much blood. I wish my subordinates could say frankly, I'm afraid I can't stand it tonight."

When Yuan Xiaoxiao heard this, she fainted immediately. The pretty starling Yan Yishuang hurriedly supported her, rubbed and slapped her, and then Yuan Xiaoxiao woke up slowly after a while.

However, Yuan Xiaoxiao's eyes were dull when she woke up, as if she was like a walking corpse.

The previous surprise was shattered again, and she began to complain again. Yes, how could she be so lucky? How could God care about her? Li Shouyan could not escape death after all, and the probability of survival was endless with a lot of blood loss.

Zhu Cixuan frowned when he heard this: "I lost too much blood, then think of a solution!"

The military doctor said helplessly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince forgives his crimes, and his subordinates have done their best."

If the military doctor is sentenced to death, it will be a damn bad. Yuan Xiaoxiao did not give up and knelt down at the military doctor: "Please, please save him. You are a doctor, and you must have a way."

Yuan Xiaoxiao and the others all became the Qiang General of the Eastern Palace Guard, and in the eyes of the military doctor, they were huge officials. There was a difference in the age of high and low, so no official kneeled down to the pawn. The military doctor was so scared that he knelt down: "Master Qian, please spare me, please spare me, please spare me!"

Zhu Cilang gave Xia Dechao around him a wink. Xia Deqiao and Yan Yishuang helped Yuan Xiaoxiao up. Yuan Xiaoxiao felt as if she was dead. She had a great ups and downs in her life, and the surprise turned into a tragedy.

"I'll find a way." Zhu Cilang suddenly said.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the little prince in confusion. What can you do? Could it be that your little prince is really a god? Even a professional military doctor is helpless, so what can you do?

Of course, Zhu Cilang has a way, isn’t it just a blood transfusion? As long as he is given blood to Li Shouyan, he will not die.

The problem is that I don’t know the blood type. I don’t have the right serum around me, so how do I measure the blood type? If the blood type is wrong, I will still be done if I inject the wrong blood.

"Military doctor, like General Li, how many people are injured and bleeding?" Zhu Cixuan asked suddenly.

"If you go back to your highness, there will be more than 300 people."

Zhu Cilang was shocked again. There were so many. After a battle, there were actually 300 seriously injured people. So, if there were no plasma, these people would probably have died.

That's right, the mortality rate of wounded soldiers on the battlefield has always been high in ancient times. The backward medical conditions and inadequate disinfection may even cause a small wound to take lives.
Chapter completed!