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"it is good!"

The doctors immediately spoke excitedly and seemed very happy.

This made Eugene III's brows, which had just relaxed, frown again. The behavior of these people made him feel uneasy.

"And the King of France?"

Eugene III asked, while Louis VII was also unconscious beside him.

"You can use the same method!"

The doctors said excitedly.

Eugene III had no choice but to let these doctors do the job.

The doctors brought scissors and cut the hair of Conrad III and Louis VII directly.

Some people brought various animals, including cows, sheep, chickens and ducks.

The chickens and ducks were slaughtered directly, and the cattle and sheep were tied up nearby.

The bloody entrails of chickens and ducks were placed on the heads of Conrad III and Louis VII, and the entrails were still steaming.

"Quick, prepare for a blood transfusion!"

A doctor said excitedly.

The doctors shaved the hair off the cow's legs, then inserted a needle into the cow's legs, and blood flowed out through the sheep intestine skin tube.

The doctors became even more excited when they saw the blood, and immediately inserted the other end of the needle into the vein in Conrad III's arm.

Looking at this bloody scene, Pope Eugene III turned his head away. This was not treatment at all; it was probably just an execution.

As the blood entered his body, Conrad III began to tremble all over, as if he was struggling.

"There's a reaction! There's a reaction!"

The doctors said excitedly.

"Quick...throw water on your face!"

A doctor brought a bottle of water and poured it directly on Conrad III's face.

"what."

Conrad III cried out and woke up immediately.

"woke up!"

The doctors cheered as if they had won a victory.

"Really woke up!"

Eugene III looked at Conrad III with wide eyes in disbelief. He actually woke up.

The doctors brought the syringe and checked again, confirming that there was nothing wrong, and they congratulated each other.

"I have a bit of a fever."

A doctor spoke up and said that he felt the heat on Conrad III's forehead, which was not normal.

"Too much blood! Let the blood flow!"

The other doctors spoke up.

"What are you doing?"

Conrad III only reacted at this time. Seeing someone trying to stab him with a knife, he immediately yelled.

"Your Majesty, we are treating you!"

The doctors said with a smile while holding the knife, the smiles on their faces were so sincere and harmless.

"Go away, I'm not sick!"

How could Conrad III believe it? His mind was in a mess at the moment, so how could he allow someone to stab him?

"Quick, the Emperor has gone insane, hold him down!"

When the doctors saw that Conrad III refused treatment, they immediately rushed forward, some pressing his hands and feet, some even took knives and started bleeding him.

Conrad III wanted to call for the guards, but his mouth was covered and he could not make any sound.

As the blood was released, Conrad III's struggles gradually weakened.

Everyone was amazed. Everything they saw proved that blood transfusion and bloodletting could indeed cure diseases.

After the doctors fiddled with his condition for a while, Conrad III's eyes became confused again, but soon became clearer.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

Eugene III looked at Conrad III and asked.

"How is the army?"

Conrad III looked at Eugene III and asked.

"There have been heavy casualties, and there are less than 50,000 troops left!"

Eugene III said in a heavy tone.

"Fifty thousand troops!"

Conrad III's eyes widened when he heard this. He seemed very excited and might faint. "Your Majesty, please cheer up."

Eugene III looked at Conrad III and said.

"Where are the enemies now?"

Conrad III asked.

"The enemy's ironclad warship has reached the seashore. The terrible explosion was caused by the artillery on the enemy's ironclad warship!"

Bernard spoke up.

"Ironclad ship? How could Qi's ship possibly reach our side?"

Conrad III was very clear-headed at this time and immediately grasped the key point.

"I don't know, but they are here! Maybe they have found a new sea route!"

Bernard spoke up.

"A new sea route? Ironclad ships!"

Conrad III looked up at the sky and thought.

"Report, the enemy has begun to clean up the battlefield, and those people are wearing Byzantine naval uniforms."

A soldier came to report.

"Byzantine naval uniforms? How many men?"

Bernard asked quickly.

"About forty or fifty thousand!"

Soldiers report.

"Forty or fifty thousand!"

Pope Eugene III and others were horrified.

"It should be the Byzantine navy. They were defeated? And they were captured?"

Eugene III said that he had informed Byzantium and they would send 80,000 naval forces to support him.

"The Byzantine Navy and the Vikings haven't arrived yet. It looks like something went wrong!"

An archbishop spoke up and said that they had been waiting for the navy, but what came now was the navy of Qi State. It seemed that their reinforcements were gone.

"Without the navy, how can we restrict the people of Qi?"

Everyone was in despair. They still thought that the Byzantines and Vikings would come and stab Qi State in the back, but now it seemed that those people were the same as them.

Conrad III closed his eyes, he could not think of any good solution. 200,000 of the 250,000 Crusaders died in one battle, and the 100,000 naval reinforcements were gone. Now he was lying on the boat and unable to move.

On the other hand, doctors were still treating Louis VII.

But Louis VII's situation was much more serious than Conrad III's, and there was no improvement after all his efforts.

After the doctors discussed it, they started giving enema and inducing vomiting at the same time.

Poor Louis VII was already half dead, and after all this trouble he only had one breath left.

But Louis VII woke up after a cough.

"Great! He's been saved!"

When the doctors saw the patient wake up, they all celebrated. They thought that today they had set a good example for Western medicine. In the future, no matter what disease it was, they could treat it in this way and guarantee that the disease would be cured.

"What...are you doing!"

Louis VII said with a weak breath that he felt pain all over his body, especially his buttocks.

"Your Majesty, we are treating you!"

The doctors said with smiles on their faces that they were very proud that they had saved a dying person.

"What did you do to me!"

Louis VII looked at the doctors and felt something was wrong with his butt.

"Treat him! Your Majesty, just lie down and rest!"

The doctors smiled and comforted them. A person who has just woken up will have some confusion, and at this time they need caring and comforting.

Louis VII wanted to speak again, but his head was blocked and he fainted.

"Quick, quick, quick, let the blood out!"

When the doctors saw that someone had fallen unconscious, they immediately shouted.

Louis VII cut his wrist with a knife and blood flowed out, but soon the bleeding stopped. No matter how deep the knife cut, the blood did not flow out much.

"died!"

"impossible!"

"Bring the sheep here and give it a blood transfusion!"

The doctors checked and found that Louis VII was already dead and his heart had stopped. They immediately asked someone to bring a sheep for blood transfusion. (End of this chapter)