Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"No need, as long as the blood type is the same, it has nothing to do with closeness."

Zhao Che shook his head, and then ordered Xiao Niu to go to Zhuangzi to find someone.

When the people in Zhuangzi heard that Zhao Che needed help, they all rushed over without saying a word, and crowded together.

"Brother Che, I heard that you are going to draw blood. I am strong, so draw mine!"

"Me too, just smoke as much as you want."

"That's right, there are so many people in our Zhuangzi, you can have as many people as you want!"

……

When everyone saw Zhao Che coming out, they rushed to shout.

"Don't get excited, uncles. I only draw a little blood, and there are requirements for drawing blood. Come to me first to test your blood type."

Zhao Che comforted everyone, and then called Meng Yi and others to help him test his blood type.

Not long after, all the people present tested it again.

"I've read the name and left it. The other uncles should go back first. I'm sorry to trouble everyone."

Zhao Che looked at the test results, selected a few stronger ones, and sent the rest back.

"Uncle Er Hu, drawing blood may be very painful, please bear with it!"

Zhao Che took out a blood bag and a syringe, and said something to the strong man in front of him.

"It's okay, you gave the lives of the people in our Zhuangzi to you, Brother Che, not to mention drawing some blood, even if you want my life, I won't even blink."

"Don't worry, it's okay for a healthy adult to draw a little blood, and it will be back in a few days."

Zhao Che said with a smile, and then stuck the syringe into Erhu's blood vessel.

"hiss!"

Although he had been prepared for a long time, when he saw something like an injection, everyone felt a little nervous when he saw it, and Erhu also closed his eyes subconsciously.

"All right!"

Zhao Che strictly controlled the amount of blood drawn, and stopped when it was about the same.

"Mengqing, ahem..."

At this time, Ying Zheng who was standing aside also gave Meng Yi a wink.

"Brother Erhu, to tell you the truth, the blood drawn by the young master is to save someone, and you can be regarded as saving that person's life. Take the money and go back and buy some good supplements for your body."

Meng Yi took out a string of money from his pocket, and stuffed it abruptly into Erhu's hands.

After the blood was drawn from the remaining few people, Ying Zheng naturally did not treat them badly.

"Okay, this blood is enough, there is still some left!"

Zhao Che glanced at the blood bag beside him. Although he only drew a little bit of blood from everyone, he couldn't stand the crowd, so he still drew a bag full of blood.

After leading everyone into the house, Zhao Che directly hung up the blood bag, inserted the syringe, and began to transfuse Zheng Guo.

"Is that enough?"

Ying Zheng watched curiously from beginning to end, and asked a question.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem. After the blood is transfused, he will basically be able to wake up."

As Zhao Che said, he gave Zheng Guoshun a pulse.

Sure enough, with the new blood input, Zheng Guo's pulse became stronger all of a sudden.

In less than half an hour, all the blood in a bag had been lost to Zheng Guo.

But at this time, from the appearance alone, he has become much healthier.

The dead gray on the face disappeared, and it became rosy and fuller.

"Great, young master is really amazing, this can bring people back to life!"

Meng Yi was extremely excited when he saw this scene.

"This method of blood transfusion is actually not difficult. As long as you can find a suitable matching blood type, it can be done directly according to my method, especially on the battlefield. For those soldiers who have suffered trauma, often they encounter , all died of excessive blood loss, so this method of blood transfusion is the most effective when applied on the battlefield."

"What? Can this blood transfusion method be used to treat the wounded?"

Ying Zheng became excited when he heard this.

Daqin does not know how many battles it has to go through every year, and the number of casualties is naturally not a small number.

Among them, most of the soldiers did not die directly on the battlefield, but died in the wounded barracks.

The biggest reason, of course, is that their medical conditions are insufficient, and there is no way to treat those soldiers. As a result, they can only be tortured in the end, and even dying directly has become a luxury.

"Che'er, can your method of blood type testing be taught to others? If we rebel in the future, there will definitely be huge casualties. If we have this method of blood transfusion, won't it greatly reduce the loss of our army? ?”

"Of course it can be taught. As you have seen, this blood transfusion is actually not difficult. Anyone who knows a little bit about medical skills can learn it. I originally planned to teach it, but I have never had a suitable doctor. So it’s been put on hold for now.”

"I do have a suitable candidate. If you are willing to teach it to him, I will let him come to you to study later."

Ying Zheng remembered Xia Wujue's request to him on the way here.

Xia Wuqiu, as the Imperial Physician Order, is naturally Yingzheng's confidant, and he is absolutely trustworthy. In terms of medical skills, except for Zhao Che, there are only a handful of people in Daqin who can be as famous as him. Let him come and follow him. Zhao Che learned medical skills, and then passed them on to those he trusted. Daqin's medical science would definitely develop by leaps and bounds.

"That's fine. The requirements for medical skills are not very high. You just need to understand the relevant medical foundations. The main thing is that you need to carefully examine your character. Doctors are benevolent. I don't want what I teach to be unscrupulous doctors." .”

"Don't worry, character is absolutely trustworthy!"

Ying Zheng nodded, Zhao Che's benevolence in this respect was somewhat similar to Fu Su's.

While several people were talking, Zheng Guo also woke up in a daze.

"Cough cough cough... where is this?"

Zheng Guo opened his eyes and saw a strange scene, and turned around to see Ying Zheng and others talking.

"Your Majesty..."

Zheng Guo didn't know why he appeared here, and he didn't know why Ying Zheng was in front of him, but just as he was bracing himself to get up, Meng Yi suddenly stepped forward and held him down.

"Zheng San, you've woken up, my husband and I are worried about you to death!"

Meng Yi directly made up a fake name, and by the way, winked at Zheng Guo crazily.

Zheng Guo is not a fool either. Although he doesn't understand why Meng Yi did this, he can understand that Ying Zheng's identity must not be revealed here.

"Wake up so soon? Let me see!"

Seeing this, Zhao Che came over, stretched out his hand to pinch Zheng Guo's pulse, and helped him diagnose again.

"That's right, I'm recovering very well. I'm just a little weak now. I'll prescribe a prescription later, and I'll just go back and take a good supplement. In the future, I should also pay attention to eating more blood-enriching ingredients."