Chapter 114

The old doctor's surprised expression immediately amused everyone.

Fang Ce didn't say much, just told the old doctor that this was the biological daughter he had just found.

Then the old doctor nodded and gave the Tao in his hand to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling didn't hesitate, took the dagger and hit it on his wrist.

The blood flowed out without a lethal flow.

Poured blood into the top funnel, and then waited for the blood to flow down a tube made of unknown pieces, and when the blood flowed out of the needle, the old doctor was quick and instantly inserted the needle into Ma Zhou's body.

Things went well, after Wu Ling sacrificed a lot of blood, with a pale hand, Fang Ce grabbed Wu Ling's wrist, and then pulled a piece of cloth to bandage her wounds.

"Sir, help take a pulse and see how her body is?"

"Don't look at it, it's not much of a problem."

The old doctor just glanced at it, and then shook his head: "The old man is watching from the side, there will be no problem, you can rest assured." ”

"It's just that this blood transfusion method is considered an evil art, and I ask the general not to spread it."

"Sorcery? The old gentleman was too worried. ”

Fang Ce shook his head, and then said seriously: "What is the difference between good and evil, as long as it can save people, it is a good thing." ”

"Sir, do you think I have a point?"

The old doctor looked at Fang Ce, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "That's right, what you said is right, there is no right or wrong method, and only in people's hearts can there be good and evil." Just after I left, you said that you need to prepare to improve the success rate of the surgery, I don't know what you mean? ”

"The old gentleman is interested in this?"

Fang Ce looked at the old gentleman in front of him, and then showed a smile.

"The old man is indeed a little interested, I don't know if the general may spread it?"

"Why not?"

Fang Ce laughed: "If this method can be used well, how many people can I save as a Tang soldier?" I also hope that the old gentleman will spread this method. ”

"Why didn't the general come by himself?"

At this time, the old doctor was a little curious, if he could turn this blood transfusion method into a method of curing diseases and saving people, this would be an opportunity to be passed down through the ages.

Someone would waste this opportunity and give it to an unknown Yu Fanglangzhong?

"Mr. said that this blood transfusion method is an evil art, and Fang is not a person from Xinglin, if he says this method, how should the people of the world think about it?"

Now the old doctor has nothing to say.

"If the old man is of bad character, what should he do?"

"Hahaha."

Fang Ce laughed, and then said, "Old man, what else do you want to hide?" With that stitch you just made, I've already identified you. If you can't even believe it, then who else in the world can be trusted? ”

"The general recognized me?"

The old doctor was obviously stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Ce and asked, "Then you might as well guess who the old man is?" ”

Fang Ce shook his head, and then said, "Your surname is Sun." ”

"Hahaha!"

The old doctor laughed, and then said, "The young man is really good, Fang Xuanling has you as a nephew, it's really good." ”

Sun Simiao touched his beard, and then said, "Ace, do you know that you were delivered by the old man back then?" ”

“……”

Fang Ce was stunned, what the hell is this really fake?

Although you are a doctor, but the delivery of this thing is generally not done by a stable woman, right?

Could it be that Sun Simiao is still a gynecological saint?

"When I was traveling, I met a family who was doing a funeral, it was said that it was a pregnant woman with dystocia, died, carrying the coffin to be buried, I happened to be encountered, a few drops of blood flowed out of the coffin, I carefully observed, concluded that the pregnant woman was still alive, so I stopped the coffin, persuaded her family, the last needle went down, gave birth to a baby boy, the pregnant woman also woke up, but then the pregnant woman ...... Alas, if the old man had been earlier, she would not have lost too much blood......"

“……”

Fang Ce was silent, this baby boy should be him, otherwise Sun Simiao would not have said this at this time.

Did your mother die from blood loss?

Seriously, Fang Ce really doesn't know, neither Li Shimin nor Fang Xuanling have said it.

Li Shimin just told himself that he had the blood of the Dugu family.

The others didn't say much.

"Daochang Sun, I owe you two lives."

Fang Ce cherished Sun Simiao's fist, and then said, "Today's blood transfusion method, I will give it to you!" ”

Fang Ce is not a mother-in-law, so he directly found pen and ink, took out a piece of paper, opened the golden finger, wrote how to compare blood types, and then wrote a method of alcohol purification at the end.

After all, Sun Simiao's set of tools should not be disposable.

After writing, Fang Ce handed the paper to Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao looked at it carefully, touching his beard while looking, his eyes were a little solemn, and in the end, Sun Simiao sighed: "I see!" ”

"I didn't expect that our bodies are different, and the types of blood are divided into four types: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, each of which is mutually restrictive!"

Fang Ce naturally couldn't talk to Sun Simiao about things like blood type A and blood type B.

This thing, the ancients were not familiar with, although Fang Ce now intends to promote pinyin, after all, it has not been popularized, so it can only be replaced by Tiandi Xuanhuang.

"Sun Daochang, these are just the common four, in fact, there are many different breeds, I seriously doubt that this Ma Zhou is the kind of uncommon, do you know? I searched for more than a hundred people here, and I didn't find a single one that matched him. ”

Fang Ce sighed, and then said: "Fortunately, his daughter appeared, and her daughter inherited the blood of her parents, so her blood is very likely to be the same as Ma Zhou." ”

"Don't you have a comparison?"

"Nope! More than 100 people have already put Ma Zhou's blood to the limit, and they can't release it anymore, and if they release him again, they will be directly bloodlet and put to death. ”

"And now?"

Sun Simiao pointed to Ma Zhou, who was lying there, a little confused.

"Whether it is life or death, it only depends on his luck."

“……”

It's been a long time, and you're preparing this?

Sun Simiao was directly speechless.

Originally, I swore to prepare, but in the end, I used a way to try my luck.

It's a bit of a bit of luck, but it's too risky.

It's either life or death.

Sun Simiao was a little sympathetic to Ma Zhou.

"Daochang Sun, I'm ninety percent sure!"

Fang Ce suddenly said that he was ninety percent sure.

Sun Simiao looked at Fang Ce in surprise, and then said, "Isn't this a five-five opening?" ”

"I'm sure! Ninety-one open! ”

What is the grasp of Fang Strategy?

Fang Ce can't say it clearly, and he can't tell Sun Simiao that although Ma Zhou in this history is short-lived, he is not so short-lived, right?