Datang romantic little landlord

With the A-type serum of the beautiful boss, Li Wangyou and the beautiful boss soon passed the blood agglutination test and found out that Cheng Chumo had type B blood.

Zhang Baozang and Liu Shenwei on the side were confused, not understanding the meaning of "A, B, AB, O" in Li Wangyou's mouth.

"Ziyou, what is the blood type? Coin-type blood?" Liu Shenwei asked curiously.

Li Wangyou rolled his eyes. Naturally, he couldn’t explain the English ABCD to Liu Shenwei and the others, so he could only prevaricate it: “Brother Shenwei, we’ll talk about this matter later, Brother Mo from the emergency department is important. Now I need you to go outside and help collect The blood of those forbidden soldiers, I want to test whose blood is the same as Brother Chu Mo's. Hurry up, time is running out!"

Liu Shenwei still didn't believe in blood transfusions to save lives.

But now he and Zhang Baozang are helpless anyway, but they can only follow Li Wangyou's orders to do things, hoping that this unheard of blood transfusion method can really save Cheng Chumo.

At this time, outside the Xiehe Hospital, there were not only the trilogy from Li Wangyou's residence, but also hundreds of guards from the Jinwu Guard who came after hearing the news.

These imperial guards surrounded the hospital, and all the patients who had been seeking treatment in the hospital were also driven away.

Zhang Baozang was very displeased by this, but he was also helpless, after all, the rescue of Cheng Yaojin's eldest son was of great importance, so he couldn't say much.

As for the group of dandies, they were anxious like ants on a hot pot at this moment, waiting anxiously around the emergency room of the hospital.

But the two brothers Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi were not in Xiehe Hospital at this time.

After Li Wangyou asked, he found out that after the two brothers sent their elder brother to the hospital, they frantically rushed back to the house to report to their father.

Li Wangyou was a little strange, Cheng Chumo was seriously injured and dying, yet there was no old man Cheng Yaojin in this hospital?

Apart from Cheng Yaojin sending hundreds of imperial troops, only a few stewards and maids and servants rushed to the hospital.However, these people obviously couldn't help much, and Zhang Baozang and Liu Shenwei rushed them to the emergency room to wait.

How could Li Wangyou expect that Cheng Yaojin, an old man, not only did not come to the hospital to visit him after he learned that his son was seriously injured and dying, he actually led his two sons and a group of Jin Wuwei soldiers to kill Hong Lusi wanted to take revenge on his son with the murderer.

In fact, the old man Cheng Yaojin thought very clearly, he was not a doctor, even if he went to the hospital, he couldn't save Cheng Chumo.

Regardless of whether he comes or not, everyone will do their best to save their son.

Instead of being helpless in the hospital, it is better to find a way to avenge his son.

That's why Cheng Yaojin led Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi to kill Honglu Temple, blocked Goguryeo's mission, and demanded the criminals.If his son really couldn't be saved, then he would cut off the murderer's head and be buried with Cheng Chumo!

Of course, Li Wangyou and the others still don't know about the excitement at Honglu Temple.Even if he knew, he couldn't control that much, the most important thing is to hurry up and rescue Cheng Chumo.

Hearing that Uncle Huxian actually needed human blood to save the young grandpa's life, the imperial guards guarding the Xiehe Hospital were dumbfounded.

Why does this matter sound so suspenseful?

Using human blood to treat patients, how does this seem to be some kind of evil witchcraft?

Since ancient times, China has paid attention to "the body, hair and skin, received by parents, and dare not damage them."Therefore, since ancient times, except for monks, both men and women have long hair.

You can't even cut your hair off, let alone draw blood from your own body, which is really inconsistent with the Three Views of the Tang Dynasty.

A group of Jinwu Guard's imperial guards all looked at each other in blank dismay, not speaking, and no one dared to step forward and pat their chests and say "use a certain blood to save the little prince".

Not only the group of imperial guards had no one to speak, but even the dudes like Li Family Buqu and Fang Yiai were silent after hearing Li Wangyou's words.

It's really not that the trilogy are not loyal, and it's not that the dandies have a bad relationship with Cheng Chumo, or don't trust Li Wangyou, it's just that this matter sounds too weird.

This is actually normal. Even in later generations, many people think that blood donation is harmful to health, and they are unwilling to donate blood voluntarily.In the blood bank of the hospital, there is often a lack of blood sources, and it is necessary to organize and publicize the public for voluntary blood donation.

This is still the case in later generations, let alone Datang.

Except for those monsters who need to suck the energy of human blood in the legend, who would believe that blood transfusion can save people?

Seeing that no one spoke, Liu Shenwei shook his head endlessly.

The reason why he didn't agree with Li Wangyou's words was that besides not being able to understand the medical theory that blood transfusions can save lives, he also knew that it was not easy for others to donate his own blood.

Li Wangyou was also impatient.

Before suffering from the inability to confirm the blood type, there was no way to transfuse Cheng Chumo's blood.But now that the blood type has finally been tested, there is no one who is willing to donate blood, what the hell!

Cheng Chumo, who was lying on the operating table, his face was as white as paper due to excessive blood loss, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Zhang Baozang took Cheng Chumo's pulse again, shook his head and smiled wryly: "Ziyou, I'm afraid the young man will die, and the pulse is too weak to be checked. Hey, I'd better inform the people in Lu Guogong's mansion and prepare for the funeral. The old man has done his best, really Powerless."

Li Wangyou was also in a hurry, so he simply grabbed Liu Shenwei and said, "Bring a needle, prick my finger to get blood, blood test!"

"Ziyou, what are you going to do?" the beautiful boss asked anxiously.

"Save me! In case I have type B blood, I will give Cheng Chumo a blood transfusion!"

"Can……"

"No but! Hurry up!" Li Wangyou hopped and called, he was really impatient now.

Seeing Liu Shenwei froze and didn't move, he simply grabbed the gold needle himself, wiped it with alcohol to disinfect it, pricked his finger, squeezed out the blood and dripped it into the porcelain bottle, and then began to examine it himself.

His blood and the serum of the beautiful boss, agglutinate in the forward direction and not agglutinate in the reverse direction...It's the same as Cheng Chumo...Type B!

Li Wangyou took a deep breath, turned to look at Su Changqing, then at Liu Shenwei and Zhang Baozang.

"The blood types match, prepare for a blood transfusion, and transfuse my blood to Brother Chu Mo." Li Wangyou said in a flat tone.

"How...how did this happen? Ziyou, why don't you go and search among those forbidden soldiers again, give more money, and there will be brave men under the reward." Liu Shenwei murmured.

"No time, ready for blood transfusion, is the chicken sausage I asked you to prepare just now?"

Liu Shenwei nodded: "The preparations are ready, but..."

Li Wangyou stretched out his hand to stop Liu Shenwei from continuing: "Brother Shenwei, don't say any more, there is only one way now, let's start."

739 Direct blood transfusion

Naturally, Li Wangyou didn't know that the first direct blood transfusion method in history to transfuse a person's blood into a patient was pioneered by a British doctor in the 19th century.

The British obstetrician doctor, who often saw puerpera bleeding to death, thought of using blood transfusions to save lives.

Since there was no concept of blood type at that time, although this direct blood transfusion method also saved some patients, more people died of hemolysis due to blood type incompatibility.

However, because of this blood transfusion method, it saved the lives of patients who would have died of massive bleeding, which caused a sensation in Europe.And this direct blood transfusion method, which relies purely on probability and luck, has been used in Europe for about 100 years.

Now that Li Wangyou wants to give Cheng Chumo blood transfusion, he still can only directly connect the two blood vessels for blood transfusion.

Fortunately, the blood types of the two are the same now, and the probability of success is much higher than that of the British doctor in the [-]th century.

Datang naturally did not have rubber tubes that could be used for infusion and blood transfusion. The reason why Li Wangyou asked people to prepare chicken intestines was to use cleaned chicken intestines to replace the role of infusion tubes.

Both ends of the chicken intestines were fixed with needles, and then one end was inserted into Li Wangyou's vein, and the other end was inserted into Cheng Chumo's vein.Li Wangyou lay on a high place, letting the blood be pushed by gravity into Cheng Chumo's blood vessels.

The beautiful boss looked anxious, pulled Li Wangyou aside, and said in a low voice: "Wangyou, although you and Cheng Chumo both have type B blood, you can give him a blood transfusion. But even if I don't study medicine, I know what to use for blood transfusions." Plasma is the collected blood, which is specially processed to become medical plasma before it can be transfused to the patient. But you are going to directly transfuse him, this... can this work?"