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

Yan Zhuo's words made Jiang Ying shed tears unconsciously.

Even though she knew that crying in the face of difficulties was the most useless, she still couldn't control her tears from falling...

She held the child tightly in her arms, her throat choked with sobs, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Yan Zhuo decisively knelt on the ground, opened his arms, and hugged the mother and daughter, "What's wrong? Tell me, don't just do it alone."

Jiang Ying raised her face with tears in her eyes, "Zhizhi... has been poisoned!"

Seeing the child silent, not moving or making any noise, completely devoid of his former liveliness, Yan Zhuo had already expected what was going on.

My heart ached deeply and I looked at the child with eyes full of pity.

After a long while, his voice became tense again, "Is there still hope?"

At this moment, his body seemed to be split into two halves by two completely different emotions. One half was filled with rage and wanted to kill all his enemies, while the other half was extremely humble.

Please...

Please God, don't let anything happen to the child. As long as the child is fine and she is fine, he is willing to exchange everything he currently has for them, whether it is power and status, fame and wealth, or even hatred!

He doesn't want anything anymore, he just wants Yingying and the child.

Feeling the delicate touch of fingertips on his cheek, Yan Zhuo raised his eyes and realized that he was crying...

Warm, crystal tears surrounded the beautiful girl's fingertips, and she wiped them gently and carefully.

"Don't cry. Men don't shed tears easily. Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that people all over the world will laugh at you if this gets out?"

He grabbed the hand, put it to his lips and touched it, then looked down at the child in her arms, who was so white that it seemed as if all the veins and blood vessels in his body had turned white. His voice was an uncontrollable hoarse sob:

"Laugh! If being laughed at can save the children, I will do anything mean and funny to entertain them."

Unfortunately it was of no use, he could only watch the child motionless.

Yan Zhuo was so angry with himself that he punched the grass beside him hard, but he accidentally hit the gravel, and his finger bones were covered in blood.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Ying angrily pulled his injured hand and took a look.

Fortunately, it's just skin injuries and the bones are fine.

He said coldly, "I just healed your hand. If you don't care about it, why bother?"

"Ying'er, I..." Yan Zhuo's eyes, which were always cold, now shone red and were filled with the extreme pain of falling into the dark abyss.

Jiang Ying looked at his current appearance, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and was tangled, "Yan Zhuo, the child actually still has a glimmer of hope, but..."

"Just what?" Before Jiang Ying could finish, he suddenly raised his voice, too excited to control himself, "Yingying, tell me quickly. No matter what it is, I won't hesitate for a moment!"

No matter how precious the medicinal materials are, or how difficult the medicine is to obtain, he would do it even if it costs his life.

Jiang Ying looked at Yan Zhuo like this, and his heart felt as if being grabbed by someone. He lowered his head, and his lips opened and closed with difficulty, "To be honest, someone has planted white moth eggs in Zhizhi's body. They are the young eggs of an albino moth. After entering the human body, these young eggs are decomposed but not digested. Instead, they penetrate into the blood vessel walls and tendon walls very quickly... causing blood flow to be blocked, and the person becomes unconscious, as if in a peaceful coma. After three days, the host body will completely turn white and become a white cicada pupa. By then, even if a god descends, it will be impossible to save the person!"

Therefore, to save the child, time is of the utmost importance. In fact, the longer the child is albinized, the more it will affect his intelligence.

This is definitely a terrible poison. Jiang Ying had seen it when he was reading the medical books in the Yuanling Space.

It makes my hair stand on end!

But she never thought that she would have the honor to see this poison in her own son!

After Yan Zhuo heard this, his eyes were filled with bloodthirst as if they were about to drip out, and he punched his side fiercely, "Damn it! I will never let anyone involved in this matter go!"

Then he remembered what Jiang Ying had just said, and suppressed his bloodthirsty emotions, raised his eyes with a glimmer of hope, "Ying'er just said that there is still a glimmer of hope, what should we do?"

"Whatever you need to prepare, just tell me, Ying'er. I will send the Demon Guards to collect everything within three days!"

His tone was filled with devastating certainty, and he even used the word "plunder", which was enough to show his determination to save his son.

A faint sadness flashed across Jiang Ying's eyes again. Perhaps, if he was still the selfish father he was before, he wouldn't be so heartbroken?

"There is only one solution for now, give the child a blood transfusion."

Jiang Ying knew very well what it meant to say this, but she had no choice. "I will give the adult who is having a blood transfusion a drug to drive away the eggs beforehand. I will only do a blood transfusion after the drug enters the blood and produces resistance. In this way, the eggs in the child's blood vessel walls and body can be driven to a fixed place, and then they can be broken and removed one by one. If all goes well, the child will be fine, but the adult..."

An adult has about 5000 ml of blood. Little Yan Zhi is half a year old, so he has about 1000 ml of blood. It's no problem for Yan Zhuo to donate 500 ml of blood, but 1000 ml...

He will die!

However, blood transfusion is the only way, and the blood types must be as similar as possible in all aspects, so that the antibodies produced will not attack the children as enemies.

You can't use egg-removing medicine directly on the child, because the child is too young to bear it.

The high fever caused by the production of antibodies stimulated by the drugs alone can make a child stupid or even die!

Jiang Ying paused, and Yan Zhuo immediately understood everything.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled as he took her thin neck and placed it on his shoulder. "So this is the treatment method? Yingying, you are so silly. What's wrong with saying this? Zhizhi is my son. It is natural for a father to sacrifice for him. Besides, he is the child of Yingying and me."

As he spoke, he silently gave Jiang Ying a precious kiss on the forehead.

It's great if there is a solution. Why are you being so picky?

"Yeah." Jiang Ying lowered his eyes, not daring to look into Yan Zhuo's eyes.

Unfortunately, my son inherited his blood type, so I can’t help even if I want to donate blood.

And even if she meets the requirements, she cannot donate blood because there will be no one to perform the blood transfusion surgery.

This was the reason why Jiang Ying hesitated, not knowing whether he should tell the method of saving Zhizhi, because the prerequisite for saving Zhizhi was that Yan Zhuo had to make a huge sacrifice.

Hemorrhagic shock can result in a vegetative state at the mildest and death at the worst!

But she didn't expect that Yan Zhuo agreed so quickly. Even the two remaining Demon Guards, after hearing their conversation, knelt on the ground and begged to use their blood to replace the young master's. However, they were scolded by Yan Zhuo fiercely, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear the princess say that it must be a blood relationship?"

"My Lord, nothing can happen to you!"

"Please, Your Majesty, think twice!"

Yan Zhuo pulled a dewy green leaf, stood up, wiped the blood off the back of his hand, and said as if he was leaving a will, "This king has always been lucky, it's not that easy to die, but if my luck is really bad this time, it doesn't matter. From now on, you will follow the princess and Qi Ren, and there is no need to do anything shady in secret. Just protect them and their son, and live in peace until old age."

He thought that with Jiang Ying's personality, he would probably provide a family and home for every Demon Guard.

Perhaps it would be a nice scene if these outstanding secret guards that he had spent so much energy to train would one day stop killing, get married, have children, and disappear into the world?

Lying on the grass, on one side was a tall and strong man, and on the other side was his chubby little son. Jiang Ying's scalpel, which had never hesitated before, was trembling inexplicably.

"Yan Zhuo, are you sure you have thought it through?"