After working for about a quarter of an hour, Song Cicai finally removed all the threads on Chen Taoer's body, looking at the dozens of short black threads on the plate, Zhao Qing felt ashamed, and said to the people in the room: "I'm really sorry, I said that I would remove the threads for Chen Taoer, the camp was busy during this time, and I actually forgot about it, fortunately, there is Dr. Song, otherwise I really don't know how to face you if something happens." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I'm fine, if you don't come again, I'll be able to pull these threads myself." Chen Taoer's face was a little pale, and her body was covered with sweat, obviously being tossed a lot.

Hearing Chen Tao'er's words, the people in the room were relieved, the sister-in-law wiped the corners of her eyes, smiled and said to prepare some food, Zhao Qing comforted Chen Tao'er a few words, and then went out of the room to discuss with Xiong Ye about making the tool for brushing the barrel, but Song Ci interrupted them and said, "I haven't seen Zhao Gongzi for a long time, please take a step to speak." ”

Song Ci took care of Xiong Ye's clansmen during this time, which made Xiong Ye very grateful, so naturally he would not be dissatisfied, and retreated very respectfully.

Zhao Qing also felt that he hadn't seen Song Ci for a long time, although the two of them often haunted this courtyard, they were always staggered in time.

"I don't know what happened to Dr. Song?" Zhao Qing asked respectfully.

The expression on Song Ci's face suddenly fell a lot, and said: "After operating with Zhao Gongzi that day and saving the little brother, the old man has always wanted to further explore this surgery, and if he wants to gain something, he naturally wants to seek patients who are willing to cooperate. But then, before the operation was over, the man lost so much blood and died. The old man felt guilty, and this time he came to ask Zhao Gongzi, what is the surgical operation in the Ghost Valley, and is there a way to solve the problem of blood loss? ”

Zhao Qing was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this to happen, Chen Taoer was extremely lucky that he didn't lose blood and died, but others didn't necessarily have such luck, sighed and said, "Yes, that's a blood transfusion." ”

"Blood transfusion?" Song Ci frowned and said, "It's not that this pharaoh hasn't thought about it, but since ancient times, blood transfusion has been a big taboo among doctors, sometimes effective, sometimes aggravating the condition, causing sudden death, how can such an unstable thing be practical?" ”

Zhao Qing glanced at Song Ci deeply and said: "The blood in the human body seems to be the same, but in fact, there are four blood types of A, B, C, D, among which A can be transfused to people of any blood type, and if other blood types are transfused into the body of a mismatched person, it will cause sudden death. ”

Song Ci originally heard that Zhao Qing really had a method, and showed a look of surprise, but when he heard the second half of Zhao Qing's sentence, he frowned and said: "The doctor helps the world, the Tao is salvation and no class, if the patient is in front of him, he will naturally not be able to see death or save, what is the conflict between this and the spread of medical skills?" ”

Zhao Qing shook his head and said seriously: "Of course the conflict, just looking at this blood transfusion method, when it is suddenly used urgently, do you still have to test the blood type blood transfusion on the spot?" This requires an extremely large and scientific blood bank, which allows people to donate blood and save it in order to supply it in a timely manner. Such a blood bank is not something you can build in a single doorman, and in the same way, the surgical skills are extremely complex, and it will take a lot of mental time to come up with a systematic system from the record heart, which can be done by you alone? ”

Hearing this, Song Ci fell into deep thought, but Zhao Qing continued: "If you want to have the heart to help the world, you must first have a long-term vision, and there is a limit to the power of one person. In my opinion, if you really want to carry forward this medical skill for the benefit of the world, then what you have to do now is to take a few disciples, teach your own medical skills, and when the war is calm, go to the capital with your own efforts, and gain recognition there, so that you can succeed. If you are still so busy, even if you can save one, two, dozens, dozens of them, you still can't save the world. ”

Zhao Qing had been blocking his heart before these words and wanted to say to Song Ci that there was no shortage of people like Song Ci in ancient China, who were talented and willing to study and achieve extraordinary achievements, but they could not develop their doctrine into a system that could continue to evolve, and maybe they would look for one or two successors before they died, but how many exquisite skills gradually disappeared in this low-key line, he didn't want this kind of tragedy to happen in front of his eyes, in his opinion, Song Ci was too old.

After hearing these words, Song Ci looked a little older, standing a little unsteadily, and staggered a few steps to hold on to the wall. The last sentence that Zhao Qing said deeply stung him, even if he could save a total of two dozen dozens of them, so what, still can't save the people of the world, maybe he hasn't developed the understanding that studying medicine can't save the Chinese like Lu Xun, but he also realized the limitations of one person's power, in the torrent of history is actually so powerless, at this moment he deeply felt his old age.

"Zhao Gongzi woke up the dreamer with a word, thank you, the old man knows what to do next." Fragility only appeared in this strong old man for a moment, and soon his eyes were clear, and at the same time there was an unprecedented firmness.

"The method of blood group identification is to use a saline medium, drop blood to observe whether it is condensed or not, and write down the details and send it to Dr. Song. Since Dr. Song has such determination, I am very pleased and look forward to the development of this medical skill in the hands of Dr. Song. Zhao Qingyi arched his hand, bowed and said.

Chen Tao'er's sister-in-law showed her head from the kitchen and shouted to start eating, Zhao Qing and Song Ci both felt a little hungry, Song Ci was still waiting for Zhao Qing's blood type identification method, so he was cheeky to stay and eat for the first time. Zhao Qing hadn't eaten here for a long time, and he was tired of eating things like pig food in the army, and he missed the food here very much.

There were not many people on the table, the adults and children had already eaten before, and the sister-in-law brought some food to Chen Tao'er, and there were only three people at the huge table, including Zhao Qing, Song Ci and Xiong Ye, as well as Shirley who was excitedly jumping back and forth under the table.

After only a few days of not seeing him, Zhao Qing felt that Shirley had grown bigger, and the children spoiled it very much, and fed it all good things. Touching Shirley's smooth fur, Zhao Qing showed a doting expression and secretly stuffed it with two sheep bones full of meat.

"By the way, Master Xiong, there is a list in the army, to make some special utensils, I don't know if the people in the clan can help, the cost of raw materials and manual costs will be borne by the army." The dinner table here is for conversation, Zhao asked lightly eating noodles.

"What else do you need for manual fees, Zhao Gongzi, you just need to say a word, anyway, the people in the clan have been idle recently, and it is natural to do something for the forbidden army." Xiong Ye said very boldly.

"Then where to go, you can't let the clansmen work in vain, there is no shortage of money in this army, Master Xiong has to shirk it, it is not easy for anyone to be in chaos, Ningjiang Prefecture has not yet reached the point of collecting labor." Zhao Qing hurriedly said. The ancient city is like this, in the event of a war, the people in the city have to serve as labor, help defend the city or do labor, this Ningjiang Prefecture is not needed, there are tens of thousands of displaced people outside, shelved by the Yazi River for more than a month, and now all of them have been included in the city, helping to repair the fortifications, plus forty or fifty thousand mercenaries, now the labor force in Ningjiang Prefecture has been somewhat excessive.

The two sides excused each other a few times, but Xiong Ye still couldn't resist Zhao Qing, on the surface, he was extremely reluctant to pay the manual fee, but his heart was happy, his family was not rich, and he had been sitting on his savings for a long time, and he had not entered the account for a long time, which made Xiong Ye very worried. I didn't say much about getting money from Zhao Qing, and after eating, I went to contact the merchants in the city according to the specifications that Zhao Qing said.

Under Song Ci's eager gaze, Zhao Qing thought about it and wrote down the blood type method in his mind about the normal saline medium blood type measurement method very completely, and named the characteristics of various blood types, just like that, this secret method with the label of Guigu and cross-era significance was introduced to Da Zhou, and it was a few years before it was completely spread and recognized by everyone, Song Ci carefully folded the paper, and jumped away without saying hello, it seemed that he couldn't wait to go back to study.

Zhao Qing, who had taken a night off, suddenly felt that he had nothing to do, and stretched his waist greatly, he was busy with work during this time, and suddenly became idle, and he really didn't know what to do, just when he picked up Shirley from his stomach and wanted to go to his room to rest, seven or eight villains gathered outside the door, all of them stared at Zhao Qing with wide eyes and full of expectation, Zhao Qing couldn't help but feel a burst of pressure, so he had to put on a smile to greet these children, but what he was thinking about was what to say to deal with them tonight.

These children love to listen to the stories told by the light brothers, and their tastes are getting more and more tricky, and they can't be easily fooled, and they will fall out if there is a little repetitive content.

By the way, let's tell the story of the Frozen Throne, anyway, Chen Taoer has to listen to it, and it's good to tell it all at once.

Zhao Qing led the children into Chen Taoer's house, Chen Taoer removed the stitches, felt comfortable all over, and thought about going to the ground tomorrow, these days he is about to suffocate, this time I saw a group of children in Zhao Qingling's room, naturally happy.

The sister-in-law smiled and took the dishes and chopsticks and left the room, leaving the room to the young men. The children without adult control are even more lawless, but fortunately there is Chen Ke, she is older and very prestigious, and a few reprimands made a few leather children who climbed onto Chen Taoer's bed jump down obediently.

"The story I'm going to tell you today has to do with the Frozen Throne." Zhao Qing began to tell the story, and the children immediately quieted down, Brother Qing'er's story is always so interesting, Chen Tao'er heard that this story was related to the Frozen Throne, and they also pricked up their ears.

"Once upon a time there was a huge kingdom in the north, and there was a prince in it called Arthas...

The night is getting deeper, the courtyard is peaceful, dozens of miles away from the city wall, a few horsemen quietly appeared, looking at the city of Ningjiang Prefecture that stood like a giant beast from a distance, with a cruel look in their eyes.