Everyone had never thought of such an operation, but Yuan Xiaoxiao did not hesitate. She pulled out the dagger from her short boots and pressed it on her neck: "Tell me, how to put it."

Everyone’s understanding is that just like killing a chicken, you have to find the artery on the chicken’s neck, and then cut it down with a knife... dry the blood of one of the hens and inject it into the body of another dying big rooster.

Yuan Xiaoxiao thought so too, which scared Zhu Cilang again: "Miss Yuan, what are you doing!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao was stunned: "You, didn't you say that you would change your blood? Kill me and give it to him with my blood."

When she said this, Xia Dechao next to her was trembling with fear. Because His Royal Highness said that his blood was like General Li. Will he kill Yuan Xiaoxiao? The next one will be himself.

Zhu Cilang scratched his head: "Miss Yuan, you don't need to kill you if you change blood. Several of you have the same blood as General Li. Each of you smokes a little, it's enough for him to use it."

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the case. After hearing what Zhu Cilang said, everyone was surprised. Yan Yishuang took Yuan Xiaoxiao's hand and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, you don't have to die. It turns out that you can change your blood like this."

Yuan Xiaoxiao cried with joy. At this time, she was extremely grateful to Zhu Cilang. The prince was as kind as a mountain to me. Yuan Xiaoxiao's life will belong to the prince in the future. Come in and go in the water, and go in the fire, and never frown.

In fact, everyone has already invisibly respected this young prince. Zhu Cixuan has too many unsolved mysteries, and now everyone regards him as the savior. In the dark, it seems that as long as they are by the prince, they will feel inexplicable peace of mind.

"Xia Dechao, go and call a few quack doctors outside to me. I want to teach them how to save people, go quickly!"

When these military doctors were summoned by the crown prince again, they followed them in one after another. First, they invited some peace, and then several military doctors were so scared that they shivered and shivered into a ball.

"This, this, what is this..."

For these military doctors, blood transfusions, especially blood transfusions from living people, are regarded as a disaster. I have never heard of anything I have heard of for decades of medical treatment, but I saw the prince picking blood from living people with a large needle tube that I know what it is.

Fortunately, there is a blood transfusion in the first aid kit, but it is fine even if it doesn't work. It can be replaced by bamboo tubes or sheep intestines. It's just that it's not as clean as the infusion tube. At least for now, all of these people with the same blood type as Li Shouyan have been pumped into a bowl of blood by Zhu Cilang.

Put the bowl high and use an infusion tube to inject fresh blood into Li Shouyan's body. Because the blood taken will solidify over time, it can only be a living person who withdraws money. Yuan Xiaoxiao simply cuts a wound on her wrist, which shows that she is deeply in love with Li Shouyan.

"Okay, Miss Yuan, you can't lose anymore. The military doctor, come and bandage her the wound." Zhu Cixuan ordered.

Yuan Xiaoxiao still gritted her teeth and insisted: "It's okay, your highness can take it, I have a lot of blood."

Zhu Cixuan, who was busy with dogs, had no time to explain to her, so he had to vent his anger on several military doctors: "Hurry up, can't you hear what I said in the palace? Let's whine and drag it out to serve the military stick!"

Military sticks are deadly for these military doctors who are weak in Fufeng. So even though everyone was scared, they came over tremblingly and rushed to bandage Yuan Xiaoxiao's wounds.

After all, someone was brave enough. Someone turned his head and watched in shock as the Crown Prince pulled out the blood from Xia Dechao's body, and then the blood flowed out of Popo flowed into the bowl. Then he slowly entered the fresh blood into Li Shouyan's body.

Because of Yuan Xiaoxiao's blood, Li Shouyan's body had changed significantly at this time. Although his face was still pale, his cheeks had a little bloody color.

A military doctor couldn't help but go over and catch Li Shouyan's pulse. It didn't matter if he got it, and he was stunned.

"Old Chen, how about it?" Another military doctor also saw his surprise and asked curiously.

The military doctor named Chen did not answer, but stood up and signaled you to try it yourself. So another military doctor went over and took a pulse, and his face had the same expression as the military doctor named Chen.

Zhu Ciyang couldn't help it: "How is General Li injured if you guys are like dogs?"

Even though they were scolded for being like dogs, the two military doctors could not hide their joy. They stood up together and respectfully saluted Zhu Cilang.

"Your Highness, the villain has never seen such a magical thing. Although General Li is weak, his life should be fine."

"The villain also means this, this is amazing. Logically, General Li can't stand tonight anyway. However, at this moment, his pulse is gradually getting stronger. Looking at his face, he is really a wonderful rejuvenation. Your Highness, you really deserve to have a dead person and a dead bone."

This is not flattery, but sincere praise. Zhu Cilang couldn't help but be proud. He did not expect that when he was treated as a living horse, he accidentally studied the blood type separation technique.

"You trash, I will teach you how to transfusion blood to wounded soldiers later. You will all listen to me. In the future, this technique can cure me thousands of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty."

Several military doctors were happy to scratch their heads. You should know that the mortality rate of wounded soldiers on the battlefield is an extremely terrifying number. Most wounded soldiers died of infection or excessive blood loss, especially severely injured soldiers. If everyone can receive blood transfusion treatment, the survival rate will be greatly increased.

Yuan Xiaoxiao stared at Zhu Cixuan in a daze, suddenly bowed her knees and knelt down at Zhu Cixuan. Her eyes were filled with tears: "Your Highness, thank you, thank you."

With thousands of words and words, it is difficult to express Yuan Xiaoxiao's mood at this moment. Even if she died a hundred times for the little prince, she would not even blink. This great kindness is enough to be worthy of life.

As a prince, Zhu Cilang is not lacking in loyalty, but he was still a little moved. He went over and helped Yuan Xiaoxiao up: "Miss Yuan, General Li is my hero of the Ming Dynasty. This palace saved him not only for you, but also for my Ming Dynasty to exchange for a good general!"

Yan Yishuang next to him said with a bold smile: "Your Highness, if you are older, I must marry you."

After getting along for a long time, people finally found that the little prince was actually not arrogant. Zhu Cilang has always been very friendly, which also made his subordinates dare to take the courage to joke with him occasionally.
Chapter completed!