Deconstruction is Weird

   Chapter 17 The method of blood exchange and life extension

   Wu Yong nodded and lowered his head even deeper. He felt guilty about his actions. Although he wanted a bowl of water, he actually preferred his human daughter.

   That ghast, he just wanted to seal it.

   "Then why did you let me play?"

   Wu Yong sighed, seemingly helpless.

   "Because only you can appease her, I really didn't expect you to be so weak that you can't stand the ghost at all."

  Chu Dong was speechless, and it was his fault. He never had enough to eat or wear warm clothes. Every day except for white rice, it was white rice. It was a miracle that he could live such a long life.

Wu Tong walked up to his father, sat down on his knees, leaned on the old man's legs and begged: "Father, life and death are yours, let me go, and let go of yourself, for the past six months, I am one point at a time. Watch you grow old."

   "How can you tell Dad to let go of you, Dad is only a daughter like you!"

  Chu Dong asked curiously, "So what's wrong with you, can you tell me?"

  Wu Tong wiped away his tears, "Bone pain is unbearable, and I have fever from time to time. In fact, it has been a year since the onset of the disease, but you were busy with the exam at that time, and I didn't tell you."

   With the little ink in this poor scholar's stomach, I'm afraid it won't work for another two years.

  【This condition may be chronic leukemia, which is based on current medical conditions】

【No solution】

  【Deterministic analysis also needs a little blood of the opponent】

  Chu Dong was a little surprised, there was no modern equipment.

   "You can still analyze blood?"

  【It can be roughly analyzed and qualitative, but about 1ml of allogeneic blood needs to be taken into the body's blood vessels】

  Chu Dong still doesn't believe in evil. He wants to try it out. He has the most powerful intellectual brain in the world. He won't kill himself because of a disease, right?

   "Let's see, I know a little about medicine."

  Wu Yong glared at him, thinking that he was saying this because he wanted to protect himself. He didn't want to give Wu Tong any more hope.

   "What medical skills do you know, you are a nerd, I know very well what you do every day."

   "Only nerds understand medical skills, and medical skills are written in books."

  Wu was at a loss for words, and Chu Dong's performance over the past two days surprised him, especially when he dealt with the two tomb robbers under his control with his bare hands.

   This is not something ordinary people can do.

   Could it be that this person was almost dead, so he was really enlightened?

  Chu Dong and Wu Yong borrowed tools. This is a paper maker, and all kinds of tools are very complete.

   "Use it as you like. If you join my Wu family, I can pass on all of my skills to you."

  Huang De looked at these things and praised them: "Ordinary paper stickers can only do ordinary things, but you paper stick people seem to have their own consciousness, which is interesting.

  If you go to the Yin and Yang Division, you can even make a silver errand. "

   "I'm getting old, and I'm dying. Even before, I wasn't interested in this. My academics were just to make my family have a better life, but I just exchanged my life for money."

  Wu Yong speaks very practically, even if he learned good art, it is still art, and he died early.

  Orthodox warlocks must practice martial arts to nourish the body, and even if they are not successful in martial arts, they must rely on martial arts to prolong their lives.

  Only Wu Yong, a rural magician who became a monk in the middle of the road, was not afraid of death, so he dared to come up and practice.

   He consumed himself to death in his thirties.

Chu Dong chose a dagger from the pile of tools, then stabbed Wu Tong's finger with blood, squeezed out some blood, and then stabbed a hole in his own fingertip. In the realm, he was able to control the wound to absorb blood.

   [Blood cells are only 70% of the normal value, plus other blood characteristics, it can be basically determined to be leukemia]

  【And myeloid leukemia】

   "So is there any way to cure it?"

  【If you have modern medical conditions and find the right bone marrow, it can be treated】

  【But in the current environment, there is basically no solution】

  【However, the exchange blood can temporarily extend your life, and the brain can perform blood type screening】

  【Your blood type is the same as your target, you can also use other people's blood, short-term life extension is not a problem】

  [But it must be advanced to 5% after the fusion degree, otherwise there will be damage to the body]

   Wu looked at Chu Dong with some anticipation.

"how?"

   "It's really a bone disease, it's a blood problem, that's why she has various complications all over her body.

  Bleeding, the nose and mouth are the most common, and it is difficult to stop the bleeding. This is the place where the gums will swell.

  Bone pain is mostly rib, and spine, am I right? "

  The more Chu Dong said this, the more shocked the father and daughter's faces became, because outsiders didn't know these symptoms, and even those gentlemen couldn't say it in such detail. They only said that there was no cure for this bone disease.

  Wu grabbed Chu Dong's arm excitedly, "That can save me!"

   "Basically no help."

   Wu Yong could only sigh when he heard this. He was not short of money. The doctor he should be looking for had already looked for it.

   "But now I have a way to extend his life, not your sorcery.

   But is she really human now?

Will the    method used on people fail? "

  Huang De stroked his chin thoughtfully.

   "She just lacks a soul, but she is still a person. If you can really save her, you can try.

   In fact, even if the old man's method extended her life, she could not cure the disease, and the torment of the disease would not disappear. "

   Hearing that Chu Dong knew so much about her disease, Wu Tong's eyes also showed hope. This disease not only tormented her, but also tormented his father.

  Wu Tong has long been overwhelmed.

   "Not yet, I still need some time, but it won't take too long."

  Huang De pulled Chu Dong into the yard, put him close to Chu Dong's ear, and warned in a low voice: "You kid, don't be rude, this hope is not a random giving, otherwise, there are not a few people who love to hate.

  Although this old man has some skills, I can still save you with a fight. "

   "What about the success rate?"

  Huang De was silent for a while, and his tone became low.

   "It's hard to say, it depends on how many paper figurines he has made. This old man has overdrawn the rest of his life.

   I’m sure it’s fine to run by myself, maybe only half of them with you. "

  Chu Dong doesn't want to gamble, what if this person is going crazy and really kills him?

   "That's still salvation."

When the fusion degree of the brain domain is 5%, the intellectual brain can control most of the cells in theory, and adjust the internal environment. When it reaches 10%, it can control all the cells in the body. At that time, the cells will not have a lifespan limit, and it will become Theories live forever.

   So as long as his fusion degree reaches 5, those blood with abnormal blood cells will not put any pressure on his body at all, as long as he exchanges blood, it can relieve her pain.

   As long as he promises to help her heal and turn enemies into friends, the probability of him surviving is 100%.

   "This way, your kid chose it by yourself. If she dies at that time, because of love and hatred, the two souls are united, and you don't know how to die."

   He can run away without saving him today. The problem is that Huang De can't save him for a lifetime.

  Chu Dong walked up to Wu Yong and said firmly.

   "I know, but as long as she lasts a month, I can extend her life."

   Wu Yong lowered his head, pinched his fingers twice, as if he was calculating something, and muttered in a low voice, "A month?

   should be able to continue. "

  Huang De sneered beside him.

   "Your body, if you give her another month, she will surely die."

   "I should have died, I just hope that you are not lying to me, Chu Dong, or I will not let you go if I am a ghost."

  Huang De walked to the coffin, slapped the golden decree with his palm, and directly embedded the golden decree into the coffin board. This palm force could definitely crack the mountain and crack the stone.

   (end of this chapter)