Ruan Caiyun was angry and anxious when he saw that Young Master Kong was actually forced to die, and said: "Don't think so, there are many women in the world, why do you want to pester me alone? You can marry another woman, just like your father said, your family has money, and you can't find a better woman than me?"

Seeing his son like this, Confucius also panicked, waved his hand in a hurry, reached over and grabbed his son's knife to grab him, but was pushed by his son and fell to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Young Master Kong seemed to have entered a state of madness, the tip of his knife had already pierced his chest, blood soaked through the moon-white robe, his eyes were red, he looked at Ruan Caiyun, and said, "Let me ask you again, do you marry me or not." If you don't marry me, I'll die before you. ”

Ruan Caiyun trembled with anger: "Are you crazy!"

Young Master Kong suddenly raised his voice, almost screaming hysterically: "Tell me, will you agree or not?"

At this time, someone outside the house shouted loudly: "Yamen arrest and handle the case quickly! Get out of the way!"

The onlookers retreated one after another, and Lei Dutou squeezed in with a few armors, he just got the news that someone was making trouble in Yang Xianmao Pharmacy here, so he hurried over. Seeing that Young Master Kong's eyes were red, he held a dagger to his own heart. This Kong family is also a big family in Xuanzhou, of course Lei Dutou knows it, so he couldn't help but be taken aback, and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing Young Master Kong! Put down the knife quickly!"

As soon as he said this, Young Master Kong suddenly stiffened, his body turned into a wooden stick in a daze, his eyes rolled up, white bubbles appeared at the corners of his lips and mouth, and then he pounced straight forward and planted it.

But it turned out that his epilepsy had happened again.

Kong Yuanwai screamed: "Hurry up!

The two family members hurriedly ran up and helped Young Master Kong up, and as soon as he paid half of it, he cried out in horror. - But it turned out that the dagger that Young Master Kong was holding against his chest had pierced deep into his heart as his body fell.

The guy didn't know how to give first aid, so in a panic, he grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out violently, and blood spurted out like a spring.

Perhaps because of the sudden bloodletting, Young Master Kong's epilepsy disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly regained consciousness, he stared blankly at the blood bubbling out of his chest, and used his hands to block it, where he could block it, so that his palms were dripping with blood.

He slammed the family next to him away, staggered to his feet, and looked at Ruan Caiyun who was standing there in a daze, suddenly, he turned around and looked at the family who was holding the bloody dagger in a daze, snatched the dagger in his hand, and shouted hysterically at Ruan Caiyun: "Let's go to the underworld to be husband and wife!"

With that, Young Master Kong raised the dagger in his hand high and pounced towards Ruan Caiyun.

Ruan Caiyun was completely stunned and at a loss for a moment. Yang Xianmao saw the other party's sharp knife stabbing him, flew up with a kick, hit the stomach of Young Master Kong, kicked him upside down and flew out, crossed an arc, fell directly into Yang Xianmao's bedroom, and fell on the operating table facing the door.

Young Master Kong was lying on the ground with his body facing down, his body twitched twice, and then he was motionless.

For a while, the people in the room were stunned, and there was a moment of silence, and then, Kong Yuanwai let out a hysterical scream, stumbled into the house, picked up his son, flipped over, and found that he had already lost his breath, and the knife in the heart, the blood from the wound was gushing out, staining the entire chest red, and a large pool of blood had flowed out of the ground.

Confucius stood up tremblingly, his eyes shining fiercely, staring at Yang Xianmao: "You, why did you kill my son?"

Yang Xianmao said coldly: "Joke, so many people have seen it, your son took a knife against his chest, suddenly fell ill and stabbed himself, just now he pounced and wanted to hurt Miss Ruan, so I kicked him away." - Your son is going to kill someone, and he is not allowed to resist?"

Lei Dutou also hurriedly said: "Outside of Confucius, you are not allowed to frame Yang Gongzi indiscriminately, just now your son accidentally injured himself, and he died of his own accidental injury, his death and the knife in the chest, not Yang Gongzi's kick, has nothing to do with Yang Gongzi at all." ”

Kong Yuanwai ignored Lei Dutou, stared at Yang Xianmao and gritted his teeth and said, "You wait! I will come to you, I will not let my son die in vain!"

Yang Xianmao didn't say anything more.

Confucius cried outside and asked the family to carry his son's body to the carriage outside the house, and then wept and led the people away.

The onlookers were stunned by this sudden happening, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses, chattered and discussed, and then dispersed.

After Lei Dutou briefly asked what had happened, he also sighed a few words, and left with someone to say goodbye.

Yang Xianmao saw Ruan Caiyun standing there in a daze, at a loss, Yang Xianmao hurriedly comforted her and said, "Don't worry, his death was an accident." ”

Ruan Caiyun nodded with a pale face.

Hongsheng'er hurriedly brought clean water and went to the house to wash away the pool of blood on the ground and clean up the overturned operating table. As soon as she entered the house, she let out a groan, quickly put down the bucket in her hand, squatted down, and carefully picked up a book from the pool of blood, which had been completely soaked in the pool of blood, and after he picked it up, it dripped down with blood.

Hongsheng'er had seen this book, and when she looked at the cover, she knew that it was Yang Xianmao's friend, the master Lu Duan of the imperial court who gave Yang Xianmao the book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" in the box, and turned to Yang Xianmao anxiously and said, "Oops, this book is completely soaked in blood, young master." ”

Yang Xianmao hurriedly came over to take a look, and couldn't help complaining. He was reading this "Classic of Mountains and Seas" before, because he suddenly thought of using a crystal cylinder mirror to observe the blood, and he was so excited that he put the book on the operating table casually, and forgot to put the book back. And coincidentally, it happened that this Young Master Kong was kicked into the room by him and landed on the table, because his heart had been punctured, and a large amount of blood flowed out soaked the book throughout.

Yang Xianmao stomped his feet and said, "I didn't expect this, I knew I should put it away." ”

Hongsheng'er said, "Do you want to scrub it with water?"

Yang Xianmao smiled bitterly: "What else are you washing? The whole blood has been soaked in the paper, and it is not a cloth that can be rubbed by hand, but it is better to put it in the water and clean it with water, maybe it can work." After the water is cleared, put it on the windowsill to dry, and wait for the blood to dry to see if it can be used. ”

Hongsheng'er sighed, and carried the blood book with two slender fingers like white onions, took it to the windowsill, and let him stand there. In this way, the blood on it will not stick to the window sill and tear it off, and the blood will flow down the pages and onto the window sill, and then wash the window sill with water.

Then Hongsheng'er began to sweep and rinse the blood on the floor, then put the operating table back in place, and took all the surgical instruments that fell on the floor back to the kitchen to be cleaned and disinfected.

After these busy, the carpenter sent the custom-made crystal cylinder mirror frame, and the jewelry store also sent a few pieces of polished crystal, because Yang Xianmao only needs a thin piece of crystal, and does not need a special modeling pattern, so it is relatively easy and fast to polish, and it will be sent in half a day.

Yang Xianmao hurriedly put the shelf on the desk under the window, adjusted the reflector, and let the reflected light just shine on the round hole. Then he took another drop of blood, put it on the crystal piece, smoothed it out, and looked through the crystal cylinder with his eyes from above, adjusting the knob on it so that the view in the microscope could be clearer.

This time I saw it much more clearly than before, because there was more light shining down from below. Yang Xianmao also saw clearly the red blood cells in the middle of the blood, the white blood cells with a nucleus in the middle, which were much larger than the red blood cells, and a small number of platelets scattered in the plasma.

Yang Xianmao's most important thing to solve was the problem of hemolysis, and he decided to fuse the wounded who had previously shown hemolysis with his brother's blood, and then look under a microscope to see what was happening.

So, he first took a drop of blood from the wounded's finger and smeared it on the crystal tablet, and then asked the wounded's father to call his second brother to take a drop of his blood. The injured brother's brother didn't know what Yang Xianmao was going to do, and his finger was poked by his blade, bleeding, and he screamed in pain. However, under his father's majestic gaze, coupled with the martial arts he had shown when he saw Yang Xianmao stop the epileptic man's harassment before, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and just muttered dissatisfiedly.

Yang Xianmao mixes two drops of blood together and places them under a microscope for observation. He noticed that the red blood cells, which had been dotted like small cakes, began to burst, fused together, and began to dissolve.

He was amazed at the sight.

Next, he replaced it with a piece of crystal glass, and then re-extracted the blood of the wounded and the blood of his eldest sister. His eldest sister was very cooperative, although she didn't know what Yang Xianmao wanted her blood to do, but she was very grateful to Yang Xianmao for saving the life of her dying brother, so she let Yang Xianmao successfully collect a drop of blood.

Yang Xianmao mixed two drops of blood and looked at them with a microscope, and saw the scene again, and the red blood cells in the mixed blood ruptured, fused together, and dissolved.

Yang Xianmao was very surprised by the scene he saw, thinking that if he waited for a while to extract a drop of blood from the injured and fused with the blood of his little cousin who could successfully transfuse it again, if the blood did not happen to the situation he just saw, it would still be good, then it would mean that he had found the key to the problem and found a good basis for confirming whether he could transfuse blood.

With excitement, Yang Xianmao very calmly mixed a drop of the injured person's blood with the blood of the little cousin who had successfully transfused the injured person, and when he observed it under the crystal glass, his heartbeat accelerated.

As he expected, he saw the red blood cells merge together smoothly, safe with each other, slowly shaking, slowly swimming.

That is to say, the blood of the people who can be transfused will not interfere with each other after their blood is mixed, and they will live together peacefully and peacefully, and if this happens, it proves that the blood of the donor can be transfused into the blood of the recipient. On the other hand, as seen in the previous two cases, if the red blood cells of the blood and the red blood cells of the recipient are ruptured and dissolved, it is proved that the blood of the two people is invading each other and cannot be transfused.