"Borrow blood!"

As soon as Cheng Chuliang spoke, the four of them had different expressions.

Cheng Yanjin's face was calm, Wei Zheng's eyes were complicated, Liu Shenwei's face was incredible, but the party Qin Qiong was as entangled as constipation.

"Is there no other way?"

Wei Zheng seems to have an opinion about Cheng's treatment.

I've lived most of my life, and I've heard of borrowing money, materials, and soldiers, but I've never heard of borrowing blood!

Blood is life, can life be borrowed!

"Isn't it just borrowing blood, go to the prison to catch a few death row prisoners, they won't survive anyway, and it's a waste of blood to stay on them, so why use it for Lao Qin!"

Wei Zheng's face turned pale.

"What Su Guogong said is light, but have you thought about the consequences, if this kind of evil wind spreads, and the rich and noble people get sick, they will go to someone to borrow blood to continue their lives, won't it become a cannibalism!"

Everyone was silent, Wei Zheng said it was chilling, and they didn't dare to continue to think about it.

Cheng Chuliang really wanted to go up and beat Wei Zheng up.

your paralyzed side!

What you think is what you think?

I don't know if I can not be fooled.

He was just about to defend himself and send Wei Zheng back, but Qin Qiong spoke first.

"The old man gave up the treatment!"

"The old man would rather endure the torture of illness than exchange other people's lives for his own!"

Qin Qiong was categorical and said it righteously.

Wei Zheng cast an approving glance at Qin Qiong, Old Qin, I support you!

"Hahaha......"

Cheng Chuliang's laughter seriously ruined the solemn atmosphere at this moment.

"You guys are mistaken, it's just a blood transfusion, how can it be as serious as you say, you can't die!"

Wei Zhenghu looked at Cheng Chuliang suspiciously, "This is not a joke, blood is life, how can you say that you can't die?" ”

"Proper blood can't kill people, but also helps physical health, and in the world that Master took me to, many people took the initiative to donate blood to help people in need of blood transfusion."

A few people blushed, so embarrassed.

Cheng Yanjin walked over and slapped us again, "Stinky boy, why didn't you say it earlier, didn't you embarrass us?" ”

……

Cheng Chuliang's admiration for Qin Qiong at this moment is really like the water of the Yangtze River, endless.

I'd rather give up treatment, than do the kind of immoral thing that trades other people's lives for my own, and is worthy of being a man with a noble temperament who can stick a knife in the ribs for his friends.

Such a person deserves to meet my Dr. Cheng.

Cheng Chuliang let the guards in the Yiguo Mansion line up, he stood on the steps, followed the leader's appearance, and cleared his throat.

"Your boss, Yiguo Gong, is weak and needs to replenish blood, which of you is willing to contribute some blood to Yiguo Gong?"

Cheng Chuliang, this kid is very bad, and he doesn't explain to everyone that he can't kill anyone if he draws some blood, but at this time, he is still in the mood to play pranks.

At that time, almost everyone's cognitive range was the same as Wei Zheng's, and taking away blood was equivalent to taking away life.

None of the ten guards cowardly, they all said that as long as they could cure the illness of Yiguo Gong, what was it to put some blood, they would want their own lives, and they would not give up.

You guys are awesome! Served!

It's really enviable, it would be nice if buddies also had a bunch of dead brothers like this.

"Not everyone is qualified to donate blood for the Wing Kingdom Gong, all line up, I'll test your blood type first."

The things they bring are limited, and in line with the traditional virtue of saving a little is a little, Cheng Chuliang directly asked them to cut their fingers with a knife and drip blood onto the test strip.

Anyway, it's a bunch of bad guys, so why bother with those details.

The guards looked at the test strip nervously one by one, although they couldn't read it, but it was also related to their life and death fate.

The results came out quickly, and a person named Sun Buji was with type O blood.

And this guy is five big and three thick, his body is very strong, and the blood quality must be great.

Sun Buji was so excited that he was about to cry.

"If it weren't for Grandpa Guo back then, my grandson Buji would have died early and couldn't die anymore, and today Grandpa Guo needs it, and my life is just returned to Grandpa Guo!"

He spoke impassionedly, spitting everywhere.

"Brothers, brothers, I am gone, I hope you will help take care of the old mother at home, brother is grateful!"

The other nine people were deeply moved by his righteousness, and their eyes were red.

"Brother Sun, from now on, your mother will be our mother, you can go with confidence!"

Isn't it just a blood draw, making it feel like life and death, and just now they were all as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood!

Cheng Chuliang took Sun Buer into the room and asked him to lie down side by side with Qin Qiong, and he also comforted him kindly: "Don't worry, it's okay, it's just a little painful, just lie quietly and don't talk." ”

Sun Buer secretly scolded Cheng Chuliang in his heart.

Your uncle, the bullshit is fine, you have to die after the blood is drawn, and you still tell me that it is okay, the liar!

"Sun Buer, do you still have two younger brothers, one is called Sun Busan, and the other is called Sun Busi?"

While speaking, Cheng Chuliang inserted the hose needle into Sun Buer's arm, and the needle at the other end of the hose was naturally inserted into Qin Qiong's body.

A burst of operation is as fierce as a tiger.

No way, who makes buddies professional.

Wei Zheng was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Doctor Liu didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

This is borrowing blood to continue life?

Seeing his red blood slowly flowing into Qin Qiong's body through the hose, Sun Buji felt dizzy.

He wanted to pee, but he didn't dare.

Although he was generous and tragic just now, he was still cowardly in the face of death.

This is man's instinctive fear, and he is not to blame.

Cheng Yanjin, Wei Zheng, and Liu Shenwei all gathered around Qin Qiong, and they didn't even look at Sun Buer.

Borrowing your blood is to look up to you, what do you want to do, let us go to your bed to ask for warmth? Be aware of who you are!

Sun Buji cried sadly.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy, it's okay." Seeing that Sun Buji was scared to death, Cheng Chuliang comforted him kindly.

Cheng Chuliang expressed deep sympathy for him.

The old society of all evils!

Fortunately, he crossed over to a second-generation official, otherwise he would definitely be treated like a pig and a dog.

Seeing that it was almost over, Cheng Chuliang quickly pulled out the plug and stopped the bleeding for the two.

Sun Buji jumped out of bed, moving his muscles and bones, and he didn't feel anything.

He walked out of the door, and just as he was secretly glad that he was okay and could still be alive, Cheng Chuliang patted him on the shoulder.

"Go back and eat something good, make an appointment!"

Sun Buer was petrified in an instant, and his face turned green with fright.

Doesn't that mean you can't live!

This man of steel felt the urge to cry.

……

"It's really a god, I feel a lot lighter, and my chest tightness is better, nephew, you are really a miracle doctor!"

Qin Qiong was overjoyed.

Liu Shenwei gave him a pulse again, and his pulse was like a rabbit, very jumpy.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Qiong's illness will be cured?

You must know that even Master Sun Zhenren said that Qin Qiong's illness was deep in the bone marrow, and Da Luo Jinxian couldn't cure it.

Liu Shenwei looked at Cheng Chuliang like a fairy, and his expression was even more awe-inspiring.

Uncle Shi is awesome, so young, his medical skills have reached the point of being superb.

Look at yourself again, I have studied medicine with Sun Zhenren for more than 20 years, although I also have the title of a miracle doctor, but compared to my uncle, I am simply scum.

Cheng Chuliang put his arms around Liu Shenwei's neck, pulled him into the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Big nephew, do you think Uncle Shi will open a medical center...... Will it make money? ”

Liu Shenwei thought that Cheng Chuliang opened the doctor to treat the disease and save people in the museum, and when he was about to give his uncle a thumbs up, he heard the word "making money", and his facial expression froze instantly......

Yes, Uncle Shi made a bet with Yu Chi Baolin that he would definitely try to make money, and opening a medical hall was just a means.

Liu Shenwei said with a bitter face: "Master never asks for consultation fees for medical treatment, and teachers and nephews only ask for half of the consultation fees......"

He probably meant that he couldn't make any money.

In fact, he really wanted to say that doctors are benevolent, and being a doctor is to save lives and help the wounded, and it would be vulgar to say that making money is vulgar.

But he didn't dare to say it, for fear that Cheng Chuliang would beat him.

Cheng Chuliang sighed, he studied Western medicine, and he couldn't see a doctor without an instrument, so he could treat a cold and fever, and there were only so many medicines he brought, and he would be gone when he ran out.

Traditional Chinese medicine only knows a few skins, and compared with Liu Shenwei, it is thousands of miles behind.

The opening of the medical hall is completely eliminated from the God of Wealth plan.