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Fujiwara Takumi extracted 300ml of blood from Ji Zhixing's body, which was the most blood the latter could extract in a single time.

Even if he smoked more Ji Zhixing, his life would not be in danger. As a doctor, Fujiwara Takumi would never agree.

Helpless, Ji Zhixing asked Fujiwara Takumi after drawing the blood, not to tell Qianzhu the truth, just say that the blood was donated by everyone together.

This moved the thoughtful Fujiwara Takumi. A 12-year-old boy could have such empathy. It seemed that he was not with the wrong person.

Thinking about it, Fujiwara Takumi put the blood into an intravenous drip bottle and went to give the patient infusion.

In order to prevent Qianzhu from thinking too much, Ji Zhixing, Ya'an, Bai Ling and others went to visit him, bringing some fruits and indoor green plants with them.

Bai Ling was peeling an apple, while Ji Zhixing was sitting next to Fujiwara Takumi, looking at Qianzhu on the hospital bed.

"Take good care of your health, and after all this blood transfusion, you will be back to health." Ji Zhixing looked forward to it.

Qianzhu nodded, showing a humble but heartfelt smile.

"I've been a little busy recently and don't have time to come here every day. If you have any questions, tell Mr. Fujiwara and he will tell me."

Ji Zhixing had just finished drawing blood, and he would have to draw blood and infuse it to Qianzhu in the next few days. He had to find a way to speed up the differentiation and development of blood cells in his body.

Qianzhu nodded. At this time, Bai Ling brought over the peeled and chopped apples and placed them on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

"Okay, you can rest in peace and recuperate, don't think about anything else."

"When you recover from your illness, you will naturally have the opportunity to realize the value of your life."

Ji Zhixing knew that Qianzhu must be eager to repay the former's kindness, but now everything in Mingyin Village was developing steadily, and there was no need for him to use his life to commit stupidity.

After speaking, Ji Zhixing patted the quilt on Qianzhu's body and left the ward calmly.

In the evening, Ji Zhixing asked Fujiwara Takumi about the situation. The latter showed a relaxed look on his face and said with relief: "The leader's physique is really not comparable to that of ordinary people. Qianzhu only lost 300ml of your blood, and his immune system recovered." few"

"If this continues, as long as he has a blood transfusion every half month, he will be able to fully recover his immunity in one month."

It's rare that Ji Zhixing's blood type is the same as Qianzhu's. Now that blood transfusion can be effective for the latter, why would he wait for a month?

"Tomorrow, I will draw my blood to Qianzhu for a week. I must make his immunity stronger than ordinary people."

For Qianzhu, who inherited the corpse bone veins, the immunity of ordinary people was far from enough.

Hearing Ji Zhixing's words, Fujiwara Takumi was shocked on the spot and denied: "Absolutely not"

"I am a doctor and I will never do anything stupid like exchanging one person's life for another."

"No matter how good your health is, leader, you can't bear to draw excess blood every day. I can't agree to this kind of thing."

Fujiwara Takumi was about to leave after saying this. He admitted that Ji Zhixing was kind-hearted, but such recklessness and willfulness was indeed a joke on his life, and he would never agree.

Ji Zhixing hurriedly stopped Fujiwara Takumi and said in a consultative tone: "Mr. Fujiwara, you know that my physique is far beyond ordinary people. Drawing 300ml of blood at a time will not cause much burden on the body."

"And Ya'an can use the blessing technique to accelerate the differentiation and development of blood cells in my body. It's not a big deal to draw blood for several days in a row."

"Qianzhu, I finally have a chance to recover. I don't want to leave any regrets, so I asked Mr. Fujiwara to help me once more."

Ji Zhixingxiao used reason and emotion, and finally made Fujiwara Takumi compromise.

"Hey, you are still young, why do you have to be so anxious about doing things? If you really have some shortcomings, I won't tell you, Qianzhu will definitely feel guilty to death."

Fujiwara Takumi also has good intentions, and Ji Zhixing knows this very well.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fujiwara, I'm not someone who likes to show off my strength. You should know this very well."

"Since I proposed to do this, it means that I am already sure. Mr. Fujiwara does not need to worry about this at all. Just draw blood boldly."

Ji Zhixing is not bragging. With his physique and Ya'an's "forbidden shaving technique", there is no danger at all, let alone drawing 300ml of blood for a week, even doing blood transfusions every day for a week.

As for the fact that cells in the human body are limited in differentiation and development, and accelerating differentiation and development is tantamount to chronic suicide, Ji Zhixing is not even worried.

He was originally in his twenties, but time traveling into the body of a five-year-old child had already allowed him to live for more than ten years.

What's the big deal if I lose ten days and a half to live now?

Fujiwara Takumi couldn't resist Ji Zhixing and had no choice but to agree to the latter's proposal.

However, he also had a request. No matter if Ji Zhixing's body experienced any abnormalities during the process, he would resolutely stop drawing blood.

Ji Zhixing nodded and agreed to Fujiwara Takumi, and then he drew blood for a week without any problems, starting with 300ml per day, then 350ml and 400ml.

Ji Zhixing really wanted to experience the feeling of seeking death, but with Ya'an's blessing skills protecting him and his own superior conditions, he had no chance to experience the happiness of "death is like the wind, always with me"

In this way, a week later, Qianzhu had more than half of his blood replaced.

Then a medical miracle happened

Qianzhu is actually invulnerable to all poisons, incorruptible to all things, and his resistance is even stronger than that of Ji Zhixing himself.

Fujiwara Takumi was surprised. He did not expect that the blood of Qianzhu and Ji Zhixing would produce such a result.

Even Ji Zhixing once entertained the idea of ​​drawing Qianzhu's blood to himself to increase his resistance.

Naturally, Ji Zhixing just thought about this kind of matryoshka-like approach. He could not let Qianzhu, who had just recovered from a serious illness, suffer the blood draw again.

Ji Zhixing was indescribably happy as he watched Qianzhu, who had the power of corpse bone veins, recover.

Qianzhu did not live up to his expectations and became willing to dedicate his heart to Ji Zhixing.

During the development stage of Mingyin Village, newcomers with little or no foundation were gradually trained into qualified ninjas.

In the village's simulated genin exam, members of the first class led by Oifumaru and members of the second class led by Fujiwara Takumi all passed.

In addition, most of the thirty-two ninjas educated by Ba Zhiyan served as ninja teachers and mastered the Three Body Technique, with gratifying results.

In addition to ninja power, the village's daily operations are also on track.

People gathered from all over the country of tea, either taking advantage of the bargain to buy a store and start a business, or taking advantage of the preferential policies to buy land and build their own houses. Soon the cleared Mingyin Village became lively.

Ji Zhixing did not have many requirements for the people who poured into the village. The only requirement was that everyone should live in harmony.

As the population increased, the Authority was naturally born.

Ji Zhixing handed over this responsibility to Morning Glory Huizi's father, Morning Glory Congye.

The latter had been in this business before, and now he was very good at managing the population of Renmingyin Village.

As for other chores, Ji Zhixing also delegated them to various departments.

After all, he doesn't want to be burdened by those things. Besides, it's much easier to manage the head of the department than to directly manage the village. If you don't take advantage of it, you will suffer a loss.

In this way, Ji Zhixing, the self-proclaimed Ming Film, enjoys the power and position that other films have, but does not have to suffer the embarrassment of other films being busy all day long. It is perfect.

Time flies like water. With the rapid development of Mingying Village, Naruto finally ushered in the graduation exam.