Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"This...is there really such a strange person in this world?"

Zheng Guo's son had an expression of shock and disbelief.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty will definitely not harm your father."

Xia Wuqi patted Zheng Guo's son on the shoulder, comforted him, then greeted other imperial physicians, and carried Zheng Guo to the carriage.

It was still a long way from Xianyang to Jingshui. Fortunately, Yingzheng's carriage was luxurious and comfortable enough, and it looked like a small palace inside.

After arranging Zheng Guo, in order to prevent any accidents on the road, Xia Wuqiu naturally followed by his side.

Soon, the carriage came all the way to Jingyang.

"Okay, Xia Wuqiu, you can go back first, you don't have to worry about the rest."

When he arrived at the Jingyang County Government Office, Ying Zheng decisively changed to a simple carriage and put Zheng Guo in this carriage.

"Your Majesty, can't the old minister go together?"

Xia Wuqi was taken aback, he still wanted to meet that legendary expert.

"That person's identity is quite special, and it's not suitable to reveal it now. When you have a chance in the future, you will naturally meet him. Remember what happened today, and don't mention it to anyone!"

Zhao Che's true identity is now known to very few people in the whole of Daqin.

In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, Ying Zheng tried his best to avoid letting more people get in touch with him.

"Here!"

Xia Wuqiu was also very sorry to hear the words, but he didn't dare to violate Ying Zheng's intentions, so he had to agree.

After Ying Zheng and the others changed the carriage, it took a little longer before they finally arrived at Zhao Che's house.

"Master, help!"

Before entering the door, Meng Yi shouted hoarsely outside the door.

But Zhao Che had just come back from the field and was devouring his meal when he suddenly heard Meng Yi's shout, put down his job and came out.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"Young master, hurry up, human life is a matter of heaven and earth, so hurry up and save them!"

"Uncle Meng, don't worry, what happened? Did something happen to my father?"

Seeing that Meng Yi couldn't speak well, Zhao Che comforted him before asking.

"I'm fine, there is someone who needs your help!"

At this time, Ying Zheng also came out of the carriage, and after glaring at Meng Yi, he explained the cause and effect clearly.

"Is it so serious? Only three days left?"

Zhao Che just listened to Ying Zheng's description of Xia Wuqie's diagnosis, and his expression was a little ugly.

"Let's bring the person in first, and I'll see what's going on!"

Zhao Che ordered Xiao Niu to vacate a clean room, but he went straight into the carriage, intending to move people down first.

"Pale, weak, a little fever, looks like anemia!"

As soon as Zhao Che got into the car, he glanced at Zheng Guo, and almost understood some basic information.

Fortunately, the situation is not as bad as he imagined. Zheng Guo's situation can basically be concluded that the coma caused by anemia is not as serious as they imagined.

Of course, for current doctors, anemia is indeed an incurable disease. After all, they don't know how to transfuse blood.

"Let's go, carry the person in, and I'll make a specific diagnosis, but you can rest assured that it's not a serious illness, and it can still be cured."

"Can this be saved?"

Ying Zheng and Meng Yi glanced at each other, and immediately became excited when they heard this.

Sure enough, he knew that it was absolutely right to find Zhao Che if it was difficult. Xia Wu and Zheng Guo, who had already been sentenced to death, Zhao Che just glanced at him and said that he could be rescued. Isn't this a fairy?
Ying Zheng trusted Zhao Che unconditionally anyway, and soon a few people joined hands to help carry Zheng Guo to the room that Xiao Niu had tidied up.

Next, Zhao Che began to diagnose Zheng Guo. Due to the limited medical conditions, various high-end instruments were obviously not available.

However, Zhao Che's medical skills have been systematically enhanced, and he has reached the level of life and death, so a small diagnosis naturally cannot trouble him.

"It's confirmed, it's a complication caused by anemia. This person should have been a plumber before. Because he was soaked in water for a long time, he caused physical weakness, cold, and rheumatism. Coupled with his own malnutrition, he caused He suffered from anemia, and his hematopoietic function also failed when he was old, so he fell into a coma, and now he must have an emergency blood transfusion!"

Ying Zheng and Meng Yi listened in a daze, they couldn't understand any of the professional terms that came out of Zhao Che's mouth.

Fortunately, he understood Zhao Che's treatment method and gave him an emergency blood transfusion.

"Che'er, how is this blood transfusion done? Could it be that he needs to drink human blood?"

The medical conditions in ancient times were very poor, and the medical skills of those barefoot doctors were uneven, so there were various folk remedies.

Not to mention drinking human blood, they have heard a lot about the folk remedies of Tiao Dashen eating human flesh.

So subconsciously, Ying Zheng thought that Zhao Che's proposed blood transfusion meant this.

"What's the use of drinking blood? What a person eats will pass through the mouth and then reach the stomach. After being digested and decomposed, the remaining residue will be excreted through the digestive tract. This person lacks blood in the body. Drink it It doesn’t work, it has to be infused directly into the blood vessel.”

"Ahem... Che'er, just tell me what you want to do. If you need help, I'll find someone to arrange it immediately."

The more Ying Zheng listened to Zhao Che's words, the more he felt ignorant, so he simply didn't ask any unnecessary words, and did what Zhao Che said.

"Blood transfusion is not a random transfusion. Everyone's blood is different, and it is likely to cause rejection in the body. The situation is more serious, so the blood type of this person must be tested first."

"Blood type? How to test?"

Zhao Che did not answer Ying Zheng's doubts, but opened his small medicine box casually, and took out a few test strips from it.

Then, Zhao Che pricked a small wound on Zheng Guo's finger, allowing the blood to flow onto the test paper.

"Uncle Meng, come and help me press my face to let the wound heal, and the result will be available in a few minutes."

Zhao Che gave Meng Yi an order, and then they waited for the results of the test paper.

A few minutes passed quickly, and the results on the test strips came out.

"Type A blood, it's okay, it's not very special, it should be easy to find."

"What does blood type mean?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but asked curiously again.

"It's a type of blood. His blood type is relatively common. I'll look in Zhuangzi later to see if there is a suitable person to help draw some blood for him to transfuse."

"Can you find it in Zhuangzi? Don't you need his own son?"