Chapter 87: Attributes

Late Qingqiu said while walking: "We are going to test Xuanyuan Ye's blood type this time, usually blood types are divided into four categories: A, B, AB, O blood, and rare panda blood type, of course, this blood type is not easy to appear, it can be ignored, O blood type is A, B, and AB blood can be used." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"But now that Xuanyuan Ye's blood has been contaminated with venom, we can only start from his biological brother Xuanyuan Hao, check Xuanyuan Hao's blood type, and we can roughly know Xuanyuan Ye's blood type, so no matter if Xuanyuan Hao's blood type is any of the three, we will use Xuanyuan Night's blood type O."

"Got it?" Wan Qingqiu turned around to look at the two envoys and found that they were all at a loss, obviously listening to the book of heaven and couldn't understand what Wan Qingqiu was saying.

Only then did the late Qingqiu suddenly understand that there had been no English alphabet in ancient times, so they couldn't understand it.

However, the envoy thought for a moment and said, "Although I don't know what the blood type that the late lord is talking about, but what kind of blood type O does you mean when you say that Xuanyuan Hao is any of the three blood types in the front, right?" ”

"Sure enough, talking to smart people is easy to do, no wonder you can be an envoy of the court!" Wan Qingqiu said with a light smile.

"Where, it's the late master's knowledge that is too high and unfathomable, and I also thought about it for a long time to figure it out, so that it seems dull." The envoy shook his head and said, the more he came into contact with the person of Wan Qingqiu, the more he found that her medical skills were simply unfathomable.

In fact, where is unfathomable, in modern times, she is a mercenary queen, and she can't go to a regular hospital when she is sick, or a knife wound or a gunshot wound or something, only a private doctor, but a private doctor can't always follow her when she goes on a mission, right?

That's why she followed the private doctor to learn some life-saving medical skills for self-preservation, and she learned the most about detoxification and poison treatment, but for the demon girl of the private doctor, late Qingqiu just learned a little bit of her skin, which is nothing.

Her personal doctor in the late Qingqiu is naturally the world's top doctor, and even treats her in 'minutes', and the price is calculated in 'minutes', if it weren't for the fact that she is the queen of mercenaries, others invite her to go out of the mountain, and they invite her at several times the price of mercenaries, where can she afford such an expensive doctor?

However, Bingzi's medical skills are indeed quite good, she is indeed worth the price, she is usually on the island, tinkering with all kinds of poisons and antidotes, so that the late Qingqiu is also exposed to it, so she began to make poisons and use poison to detoxify.

Fortunately, even Bingzi said that she is very talented in making and detoxifying drugs, and she is a rare genius.

Late Qingqiu began to tinker with poison at the age of seventeen, and by the time she died at the age of twenty-three, she had achieved a lot of results after six years of tinkering, while Bingzi had been studying poisons since she was sixteen years old, and before late Qingqiu died, she had just celebrated Bingzi's thirty-fourth birthday, and she and Bingzi were also teachers, friends and patrons.

"And what is this blood type?" The deputy envoy interrupted the late Qingqiu to recall the past, no matter what, he couldn't go back, Bingzi learned the news that he was dead, and he didn't know if he would cry.

She was killed by her most trusted comrade-in-arms, and when she was dying, Wan Qingqiu asked the comrade-in-arms once, why, but the comrade-in-arms replied coldly: "There is no why, just because you are in my way." "She died in a miserable laugh, so desolate.

"Blood type is not a thing, but the blood in the human body has a certain genus, in the past, those doctors who gave blood to patients and the patients died immediately, but they did not understand this genus, so they rashly transfused patients, and the patient's blood and the blood transfused by the doctors had a rejection reaction, so the patients naturally died."

"It is particularly important to understand the properties of the patient's blood and transfuse the same blood into the patient's blood." Late Qingqiu explained this problem to them with attribute questions, saying that red blood cells or something, they couldn't understand it, and saying that attributes were the easiest way to explain.

"No wonder, in the past, as long as someone gave a patient a blood transfusion, the patient would definitely die, so we didn't dare to give blood transfusions to the patient for all these years, for fear of accelerating the patient's death." The envoy sighed.

"No, there is a blood transfusion that has been successful, and the people call him a living immortal who saves lives, and for a while, he is immeasurably beautiful." The deputy envoy said.

"Humph!" The envoy said: "He was a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse, and in the end, he was not killed by a blood transfusion and was arrested by the government." ”

"Okay, you can prepare the equipment, as long as everything is shiny, things that make the blood slide on it, cotton swabs, saline, seventy-five degree alcohol, iodine wine, and the rest, I will prepare, I will write down the knowledge I just told you, and by the way, I will give you a few basic letters."

"Okay, I'm tired!" The envoy nodded heavily.

Late Qingqiu walked to the desk, the ink she had studied before had not yet dried, she waved the wolf howl with the previous ink, wrote the elements of blood transfusion on the paper, and a few letters, but it was a little troublesome to make serum, she knew that she was blood type A, but where to find blood type B?

There is no blood type test yet, so who knows who is who and what blood type? No matter what, now I will refine my own serum first, and then I will find a way later.

At this time, she realized that it really took a lot of energy to save Xuanyuan Ye, but now, she just didn't want to go to it, so she had to bite the bullet, besides, she had never had the habit of retreating, even if there were no conditions, she had to create conditions, which was the basic principle of her late Qingqiu life, and it could also be said to be stubborn.

Bang -

I only heard a 'bang' thought, and then I remembered the sound of 'clang' on the ground, and Wan Qingqiu looked back and saw that it was the two deputy envoys who broke a porcelain bottle, which was not unintentional, but intentional, and only the blood on this porcelain bottle could slide.

It seems that the two envoys also made a lot of money tonight, because although the porcelain vase was ordinary in the late Qingqiu, it would have to be fried at a sky-high price if it was brought to modern times, not to mention, the things in this palace were generally antiques that had been treasured for a long time, and it was a pity to break them.