Transmigration:The Stunning Princess

White rooms, white people. Am I back in this hospital? Am I dead in ancient times, so my soul is back in modern times? But why can't my eyes open? Why can't my body move?

The miracle doctor came again. He was wearing a white coat and shining my eyes with something. Oh, my God. It's so dazzling. I'm so sad. I can't open my eyes.

I closed my eyes as hard as I could. The eye is very painful, the head is also painful!

How can I spin again? My body is turning faster and faster, the wind around me is blowing me, so cold! I seem to fall into a cold abyss. Don't I fall like this and die? Isn't it going to freeze to death? I don't want to fall down. I want to live. If I survive, I can be Yang Mo's fiancee. I want to survive.

Strangely, my body is getting warmer. It's like someone covered a quilt for me. It's so warm! No, it's a fire in my body. It burns my blood and it flows all over my body.

I couldn't help but stretch. It was so comfortable. As soon as I turned over, I ran into the hair of a man beside me.

"Linger wakes up!" Hearing Yang Mo's voice, the doctor said that she would wake up tonight, which is really good

"Call the doctor to come and have a look." The voice of sister-in-law came again.

I tried to open my eyes, but the strong light made me squint again. I couldn't help blocking my eyes with my hands. Before long, a pair of warm hands gently raised my wrist on a soft thing. Next, a few fingers fell on my wrist.

The good doctor should let me know. After a while, the doctor's hand gently released, and put my hand into the quilt. I turned over again and faced the doctor to see him.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Yang Mo's concerned eyes. I asked him gently, "am I well?"

Yang Mo shakes his head, holds my hand way: "not completely good, but fast."

Not quite all right? I frowned strangely: "have you got the antidote?"

"Lu Chen is still working hard," Yang Mo gently kisses my forehead, "it is the sandstorm that saved you."

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"You have poison in your blood. You have to bleed immediately. But people should not lose too much blood, or they will die. The miracle doctor thought of a way to test the blood of all the people in the mountain. As long as anyone's blood mixed with your blood would not coagulate, it could be transfused to you. " Yang Mo said to me, "for you, everyone has gone out, and finally found out that big brother, Lu Chen and fengsha can give you blood."

I nodded. In modern times, I am type a blood, which is not too common. Even if it is not type A in ancient times, there should be many people who can donate blood to me.

"Now?" I sat up on my arms and asked Yang Mo suspiciously, "did they all give me blood?"

Yang Mo sat at the head of the bed, gently supported my shoulder, and let me lean on his chest: "it was the sand that gave his blood to you. Because your body is very weak, they dare not inject too many people's blood into your body. The eldest brother is ordered by his adoptive father to be responsible for your poisoning. Lu Chen has to cooperate with the miracle doctor to check your body, so they have not given you blood for the time being. However, if you can't hold on to the sandstorm in the future, elder brother and Lu Chen will still give you blood. "

What? Can the body of sandstorm hold? When I heard this, I suddenly felt dizzy and fell under the bed. Yang Mo held me up and yelled at the door, "doctor, come in quickly."

The doctor ran into the room immediately. He examined me carefully and said to Yang Mo, "you can't sit up. You have to stay in bed. Just after blood transfusion will have rejection reaction, after all, into her body is sand blood. Keep an eye on it. "

I immediately asked, "how is the doctor?"

"He went back to his house to rest." The doctor said to me, "this time, even father Suha has come to exchange blood for you. He has brought western syringes. If it wasn't for the priest's help, the medical conditions in our mountain were so poor, how could we help you bleed and blood transfusion in such a fast time? "

"Yes," said Yang Mo, following the doctor's words, "the sandstorm has given you a lot of blood and hurt your body. But in order to save you, he didn't even frown. So I made a decision for you and asked Xiaolian to take care of him. There are me and Tong Mei, and many servants here, who can take good care of you. "

At this time, I realized that the sandstorm was trying to save me. But is my body his sister? He used his own blood to save me. If I didn't admit that he was the sister of sandstorm, would he be very sad?

The miracle doctor said to me, "although I have changed your blood for you, the poison in your blood has not been cleaned up, so if you don't feel well after seven days, we will exchange blood for you for the second time."

"But," I asked the doctor anxiously, "can big brother Feng take it after seven days?"

The doctor replied, "it depends on his physical condition. He can't do it. There are big brother and younger martial brother. In short, your blood must be changed. Otherwise, as the officer said, when the poison slowly seeps into the body, one year laterThe miracle doctor did not go on, but we all know that I am now equivalent to stepping into the gates of hell, and the treatment of me is a long-term process, which can not be cured in one day or two days.

However, as long as the first successful exchange of blood, my body can slowly adapt to the wind and sand of the blood. Later, his blood will enter my body again, and they will not be so nervous. So, seven days later, when they saw that I was in good condition, they came to give me a second exchange of blood.

At the second exchange of blood, I was in a sober state. The priest and they came over, and the sand was picked up by Shi Hao from Siling Pavilion. However, they did not arrange me with the sandstorm. I asked Yang Mo suspiciously, "why can't I see brother Feng?"

Yang Mo looks at the miracle doctor, and the doctor replies, "he needs to stay in bed to draw blood from him. After the blood transfusion is over, he should be sent back to the Lingge Pavilion."

"Shall I join him?" I begged the doctor, "I was saved by him, but I want to thank him for not having a chance. Today I want to see his blood flow into my body. "

"This..." The doctor looked at the priest hesitantly.

I said to God Father, "don't you all have operating rooms in the west? You arrange a room to be the operating room. Brother Feng and I will go there. After the exchange of blood, we will be sent back to recuperate. Can't we? "

The priest was stunned at what I said. I said to the doctor again, "please. Is it not difficult for me to ask? "