The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

"Transfusion."

What? Blood transfusion?

These two words are extremely simple and easy to understand, but after understanding them, more and bigger questions arise.

How to exchange? Whose should I exchange?

How did she know that blood transfusion would definitely work? !

Seeing that everyone was curious, Jiang Ying held her forehead and said, "Your Majesty, are you sure you want me to explain before you do anything? I have to say first that this matter cannot be explained in just a few words, and the child is seriously ill, and time is running out."

The emperor calmed down all the excited doctors by pressing his hands.

"Hold on, everyone. Wait until Jiang rescues the child!"

With the emperor's words, no matter what Jiang Ying does next, he will encounter minimal obstacles.

For example, the prerequisite for blood transfusion is that she must find someone with the same blood type as her child to donate blood.

The ancients believed that essence and blood were the essence of a person and must not be lost at will. Even if one suffered a minor injury, one must eat and drink well to replenish it as soon as possible.

Asking them to donate blood? It's as difficult as climbing to the sky!

But the emperor has said one word, and the imperial power is supreme, so who dares not to do it?

So Jiang Ying successfully filled the blood bag needed for the blood transfusion. When he was done, he locked himself and the child in the room. An hour later, the blood transfusion was successful.

The child was also given some medicine to reduce jaundice and control rejection.

When the child was taken out again, his skin color had not changed much, but his overall mental state and breathing were much better than before he was taken in.

Zhou and her child were closely connected, and she felt it most deeply. Without saying a word, she knelt down and kowtowed three times to Jiang Ying.

"Thank you, thank you, Doctor Jiang. I will work like a slave to thank you in the future!"

"No need. I also have a child, so I know how difficult it is to be a mother." Jiang Ying said, "Go ahead. If the child is hungry, feed him. Remember, feed him in small amounts and multiple times."

Newborns are prone to spitting up, and after a blood transfusion, all their organs need to adapt, so you must be extra careful.

The emperor raised his thick eyebrows, feeling amazed, "Is it all right now? Is he saved?"

Jiang Ying stood for too long and her legs went weak and she couldn't help but stagger. Yan Zhuo knew that this would happen every time she gave someone a serious treatment, so he was prepared.

He put his arm around the person and held him in his arms.

He also picked up a plate of sweet-looking snacks and handed it to Jiang Ying.

"Eat something to replenish your energy."

The snack called "chocolate" that she ate last time tasted great and was very effective in replenishing physical strength. However, Yan Zhuo asked Qi Ren to ask all the snack shops in the capital, but he couldn't find it. He also didn't know where it came from.

Did you do it yourself?

Seeing this, the emperor realized that he was too impatient. He rubbed his nose and asked Yan Zhuo to take Jiang Ying back to rest first.

Jiang Ying didn't try to be stubborn, he just gave a few reminders of precautions.

After all, this is the Imperial Hospital, and there are still many people who can help. Moreover, several imperial doctors were so shocked by Jiang Ying's move that they spoke out and expressed their sincere admiration for her. Therefore, they took the initiative to step forward and take charge of the follow-up observation of the child.

Two days passed quickly.

The emperor came to the Imperial Hospital again and was surprised to see a completely different child.

The jaundice faded, and the skin became white, tender and smooth, like a freshly peeled egg. The big eyes were bright and the little hands and feet were grabbing around lively.

He was such a healthy and lively child that it was hard to believe that he almost died two days ago in the afternoon.

Zhou held the child in her arms and kowtowed excitedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you all. Your Majesty is the most wise emperor I have ever seen, and the Imperial Hospital... is also the most humane government office I have ever met. Really, thank you!"

Ordinary people have little education, so even when they praise you, their words are just plain.

But to people's ears, it sounds very warm and comfortable. Didn't you see that the emperor's eyes were squinting because of the comfort?

No one would foolishly remind Zhou at this time that the Imperial Hospital is not a government office...

Jiang Ying was smiling as he admired the little baby he had saved with great effort and joy.

It’s so small, not much bigger than Zhizhi’s premature baby.

Just like all babies when they are little, they chew their fingers diligently and lovingly.

Jiang Ying suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have brought his monkey son with him to let him meet his little brother who had escaped death.

Yan Zhuo felt that the way Jiang Ying looked at the child was so gentle that it could drip water!

I am increasingly wishing to have another sister as soon as possible.

As for how much, he felt bitter and it was so difficult...

Otherwise, how about learning her trick, drugging her and forcing herself on him?

That being said, Yan Zhuo didn't dare to say it.

For the first time, a certain prince realized that there was a "cowardly" part in his genes!

Jiang Ying smiled happily at the child, and Zhou smiled even more happily at Jiang Ying.

"Doctor Jiang, you gave the child a second life. How about you give the child a name?"

Her husband had died, and there were no educated people in her husband's and her own families. She might not be able to come up with a good name if she returned home, so Zhou thought for a moment and set her sights on Jiang Ying.

Originally, the emperor was the most important person here, so asking the emperor to grant a name would be good, but Zhou thought about it and decided not to shamelessly ask for such an ignorant request...

He was the emperor, and he only gave names to his sons and grandsons. How could her son be related to him?

Besides, it was not easy for the child to escape death. Zhou just wanted her son to live a simple and safe life and be happy. She didn't want to think about anything else.

Jiang Ying was stunned and pointed at his nose, "Ah? This... let me name it?"

Zhou nodded, smiling with red cheeks, looking very satisfied, "Yes, my husband's family name is Gao, Miss Jiang, don't worry too much, just pick any one, we ordinary people are not so particular about names. The reason why I let Miss Jiang pick it is that I want the child to remember his lifesaver in the future, and if there is a chance, he will definitely repay the lifesaver."

"Aunt, there's really no need..." Jiang Ying waved her hands repeatedly.

This kind of scene of thanking each other repeatedly was really awkward, and she never liked it.

But Zhou was very persistent.

The two of them were arguing, and Yan Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he made the final decision, "Aunt, Yingying is shy, so don't embarrass her. How about I take it for her?"

"Who are you?" Zhou was confused. This person always tried to please Doctor Jiang. Who was he?

Calling himself "this king", could he be a prince?

Hmm... Is there such a servile prince?