Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The operating room is located in the plum garden next to the snow. When Ling Jingxuan and others lifted the child to the operating room, four horses arrived at the same time. Simple The situation is very strict on the road, Zhao Shan did not dare to have any hesitation. He picked up the things that were behind him and entered the yard with Yan Yi, because Zhao Shan rarely greeted Yan Ruirui when he was in the palace. When he went to the old emperor, he also ignored it.

"Shanzi, here."

Lingyun, who was waiting outside the door, saw them, and a slight disappointment screamed. Zhao Shan simply nodded with Yan Ruirui and took two medical children to go over: "Prepare for disinfection."

"Yes!" They practiced enough on weekdays. Before entering the operating room, Zhao Shan and the two doctors poured out the methods in an orderly manner, and took out Ling Jingxuan to make special costumes for them. Put on, armed with surgical equipment.

In the operating room, according to Ling Jingxuan's request, except for a single bed with the top of the cover removed, there are only two small tables for things to be placed. At this time, Ling Jingxuan is giving the child a needle to test the heart, because of the rapid movement. The child began to bleed again, and the heart was once in shock, and it took him a lot of effort to save it.

"Shanzi, ready to inject anesthesia, monitor his heart, install a shadowless lamp, the child is type B blood, find B blood is ready to give him blood transfusion, there is no o-type blood."

Feeling their arrival, Ling Jingxuan did not return to the test tube of the previous blood test. Fortunately, he had already begun to prepare the surgical equipment of the hospital. The needle for injection was only studied by Zhao Dalong for several days. All stainless steel needle tip syringes, the needles are certainly not as modern as they are, but they are barely able to be injected. The shadowless lamps are actually very good. There is no glass. The bulbs made of glass have no glass effect. As for electricity, he made a simple manual. Power generation devices, limited technology, can only be used for surgical irradiation, and at least two people need to shake power outside the operating room. In short, it is rougher than nothing.

"Yes"

The named Zhao Shanyu took a deep breath and took out the neatly placed pallets. The two medical children set up the shadowless lights at the fastest speed. The generator's hand-cranked device was connected to the house. The child did all the preparations, and one of them picked up the tray full of test tubes and went out.

"Wang Ye, please arrange two people to shake the armrests of the outside machine, there can be no pauses in the middle."

Holding the tray and coming to Yan Ruirui, the doctors said calmly, don't look at their young age, after several months of training, even if they were actually fighting for the first time, they didn't have any panic, and they didn't fear power. Say, it is enough to know the prince and the master.

"Wing, you arrange two physically good people."

Yan Ruirui didn't ask anything. He supported his wife and children in all directions. The doctor then said: "Please ask your child's relatives to come to me. The child has too much bleeding. You need to transfuse blood immediately. I want to check if your blood type matches first. ""

"Put the blood of the king."

The old emperor’s family had not come yet. The only one who was present was King Fukui. The medical boy nodded and took him to the corner to take a drop of blood into the test tube. Everyone could not wait for it, but after a while, the medical child Shaking his head: "Your blood type does not match the child, and there are no relatives?"

"What is attached? Is it not necessary to directly lose the blood of the king to Qing Er?"

The King of Fukui was furious, and they could all smell the **** smell when they waited outside. How much blood can Xiaoliu’s body be able to flow? just in case? ? The boss is such a son, he is destined to have no children, Xiaoqing is equal to their only blood.

"What do you know? If a blood type that is not matched is entered into the child's body, he will immediately reject the death. No one else can do it. Hurry, the child's consciousness is blurred."

The doctor did not think about it and gave him a go back. The king of Fu County was so big that he never gave it to him. His face couldn’t be said to be ugly. He could listen to him and he had to endure it. The old emperor quickly rushed forward: "I am a child, Zeng Zu, can you see it?"

Nowadays, there is nothing important to save the children. If they are facing the love and death of their loved ones, they are actually ordinary people who can’t be ordinary.

"No, it's too old, the amount of blood the child needs is too much, you can't support it."

After the completion of the speech, the child’s sight path has passed over him to see Yan Ruirui: “Wang Ye, can you call ten to twenty strong men?”

"Ok""

Nodded, Yan Yurui lost a look to Yan Si, and Zeng Hou and the Grand Princess did not refute. In Hou Fu, Yan Ruirui was also half a master.

"Is there a matching blood type? The anesthesia is already on, I have to go to the surgery right away."

Ling Jingxuan, who was full of sweat and sweat, suddenly came out. In front of everyone, Ling Jingxuan asked and took off the clothes outside. Ling Yun held the surgical gown in front of him and put it on him. The doctor boy said: "The children's loved ones have not arrived yet. The only relative's blood type is type A, which does not match him. His subordinates have already invited Wang to call the brawny to prepare blood samples from outsiders."

"I can't wait, I will pump my blood first, and then I will find a matching blood type and send it in."

Said, Ling Jingxuan rolled up his sleeves and walked over. When he was taught to use the simplest test tube blood test, he checked his blood type by the way, which is exactly B blood.

"But the master, you still have surgery."

The medical child frowns, what if he has symptoms such as dizziness during the operation?

"Jing Xuan?"

Yan Ruirui flew to his front, and his eyes were full of disapproval. In their consciousness, blood is a person's life. The wife and the child's body are weak, how can they draw blood to others? Don't blame him for being selfish. He and his children can't afford the serious consequences of losing him.

At the same time, everyone present was either shocked or confused or excited. Obviously, no one thought that he would be willing to contribute his own blood without thinking about it.

"It's okay, if you don't take a little less, you will make up for it in a month or two."

Throwing him a soothing smile, Ling Jingxuan turned to the medical child and ordered the voice: "A pack of blood has nothing to do, hurry up, I will use it immediately. If you don't want your child to die, don't want Benedict to faint on the operating table, Find the right person as soon as the blood runs out."

Since he decided to save the child, he would not allow him any mistakes.

"Yes"

The medical child did not dare to hesitate again. After the rope was tied to his arm, a huge stainless steel syringe approached his blood vessel, and Sikong took a few small buns and saw tears in front of them. Fortunately, the blood transfusion of the syringe and the cortex. The bags are not transparent, otherwise they will see so much blood, they can't cry without a smile. Even so, looking at the big palm, the flat blood transfusion bag swells up, Yan Ruirui and the children can't help but feel the distressed face. Others have basically stood up and held their breath and watched them for a moment.

"Okay, find out the type of match as soon as possible."

After the syringe was pumped out for the third time, Ling Jingxuan pressed the blood vessel and took the blood bag after he stopped bleeding. He entered the operating room. At the same time, the people who were looking for Yan and the children of the children arrived, and the medical child quickly took out the test tube. Collecting the blood of all of them, no matter what, he can't let the master lose the second blood.

In the operating room, the blood bag was hung, and the shadowless lamp was also lit up. Zhao Shan and another medical child were also ready for all the work that needed to be prepared. Ling Jingxuan quietly released the crescent spring water into the distilled water when they did not pay attention. It was placed on the table next to it, and after the three men looked at each other, the mentoring and the two men leaned over and quickly ligated the blood vessels with a hemostatic forceps.

"There is a lot of blood in the abdominal cavity, and the internal organs are not damaged. I am going to clean the abdominal cavity."

"Yes"

After dialing the intestines and checking the internal organs, Ling Jingxuan’s calm voice screamed. Zhao Shan, who was working with him, used a special gauze with a little distilled water to clean the intestines that had fallen on the ground. Fortunately, the outer area was thick. The snow, the intestines fell to the ground and did not contaminate much soil, and Ling Jingxuan was responsible for cleaning the abdominal cavity and internal organs. A piece of blood-stained gauze was discarded in the tray, and soon it was piled up into a hill. The blood was also a basin. The replacement, whenever the doctors who lay their hands go out with blood, the people waiting outside can't help but shed tears, especially the children's parents, born in the royal children, which one is not delicate and delicate? can? ? He was only seven years old, and he was going to suffer this kind of sin. Can they not feel bad?

In the past, one minute and one second, the Meiyuan surrounded by Houfu and the shadow guards was almost silent. After the appropriate blood type was found, the **** medical doctor and Yan Yurui and his father and son were relieved. They were not reluctant to give Ling Jingxuan. The child is transfused, but his own body is not good, and he has to preside over the operation. What if there is any accident?

On the other side, Yan Xiaoming and Zeng Shaoqing and others are also stepping up their time, but because the children have been very happy, no one has noticed who the whispering child with Yan Xiaoqing has, and there has been no progress for a while, although a few people I remember that the child’s dress was very simple, but he could change clothes, so the conclusion was that they still had nothing to gain. Finally, Yan Xiaoming ignored the opposition of others and forcibly examined the children individually. After repeated inquiries, they finally locked up. Personally, when Ling Wenling, who was closest to Yan Xiaoqing, was confirmed, he could finally finalize the case. As long as the child was found, it is not difficult to find the master messenger behind the scenes.

"Not good, the pulse of the child's heartbeat is falling rapidly."

The voice of the medical child could not help but be a little confused. Ling Jing Xuan, who was cleaning up the abdominal cavity, glanced at him: "Prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, inject a strong heart medicine, change the blood bag, and use his silver needle to wake up his consciousness."

"Yes"

His voice seemed to be with the strength of peace of mind. The two doctors calmed down, one was busy with cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and the other was replaced with a new blood bag, ready to inject strong drugs. Fortunately they had to open a hospital and everything was ready. It is very complete, otherwise the child will not be able to return.

"Master, the internal organs have been cleaned."

About two quarters later, Zhao Shan, who was buried in the first place, looked up. Ling Jingxuan nodded: "Help me clean the abdominal cavity together and prepare the disinfection tool."

"Yes"

The cleaning and disinfection of the abdominal cavity is a meticulous work. It can't be sloppy. The mentor and the teacher are not daring to slack off. The doctors who have finished the things he had explained before have quickly taken out the neat and sterilized things. Placed on the tray next to them, there are only a few people breathing in the entire operating room except for the collision of the instruments.

“Fix the number of gauze.”

"Yes"

It took about a minute to clean the abdominal cavity, Ling Jingxuan was ready to make the final confirmation, and Zhao Shan was side by side counting the blood-stained gauze piled up in the tray. The two medical children helped them wipe the sweat. Both monitor the child's pulse heartbeat, and the operation is intense and methodical.