Li Xiaozhen looked at Tu Wangsun's forehead, there was a deep big mouth of more than three inches, and blood was gushing out from it. The beads of sweat on Li Xiaozhen's forehead fell, and his hands couldn't stop trembling, even though his hands were already the fastest to stop the bleeding, but the more panicked, the more blood came out.

I have never seen such a wound, it will die, he will be cold, and he will not be saved.

"Sanqi, Sanqi......" Li Xiaozhen also followed the battlefield for the first time, but he had never seen the world, like an old fairy doctor, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his face did not change. However, in his early twenties, he encountered this situation, and if he didn't pee, he was already very good.

The configured Panax notoginseng powder fell on the wound, Li Xiaozhen looked at Tu Wang Sun's face as white as paper, he looked at the pool of blood flowing from the ground, let go of his hand and shook his head.

Unable to do anything, I did my best.

"Hurry up and heal Wang Sun! Where are you going? ”

"The flesh and qi, the god of man, the owner of man, the blood and qi ear," Li Xiaozhen said some theories of traditional Chinese medicine. What he said, Niu Erda stupid didn't understand at all. Holding Li Xiaozhen, he asked urgently: "I'll just ask you, can General Tu be saved?" ”

"Let go of him" Just when Niu Er was stupid and didn't let go of Tu Wang Sun, Liang Zhaodi's words suddenly came. Li Xiaozhen's words, she can listen to them very well, although the literary language is not very good.

However, according to common sense, this is not difficult to understand. Liang Zhaodi stepped forward and looked at the white face of the slaughtering king Sun Xu, as well as the pool of blood on the ground, and knew it. In general, a normal person's blood is seven to eight percent of their body weight. If a person weighs 60 kilograms, there are about four or five liters of blood. Eighty percent of the body's blood flows through the blood vessels to maintain the needs of daily activities.

Tu Wangsun lost as much as 60 percent of his normal blood, which is a serious ischemia, and if he does not replenish his blood in time, Tu Wangsun will have only one consequence.

Faintly, Liang Zhaodi looked at Tu Wangsun in a coma, and tears involuntarily slipped down from the corners of her eyes. She just looked at him quietly, wasn't he still alive just now? Why are you lying here now.

"Zhao Di, hurry up and find a way!" Niu Er Dasha urged Liang Zhaodi, aren't you an immortal disciple? There will be a way in the end, and Li Xiaozhen is a quack. Look at the headache and brain fever minor illness is okay, cured, even if you have superb medical skills, if you can't cure it, the strong body will heal itself.

However, in the face of this kind of life and death hovering on the verge of life, Li Xiaozhen was cowardly.

There was no time to grieve, Liang Zhaodi listened to Niu Er's stupidity, wiped a handful of tears, and came back to her senses. It was the first time I saw such a scene just now, and I was scared.

"Xiao Zhen, Wang Sun is too much ischemia, hurry up and give him a blood transfusion!" Liang Zhaodi was ready to say this to Li Xiaozhen, but Li Xiaozhen was stunned and unaware of her expression, he was guessing Liang Zhaodi's words, what did she just say?

"Second Brother Niu, call a few more people over, I want to give Wang Sun a blood transfusion" Liang Zhaodi was already ready and waiting for the blood donor.

"What?" Niu Erda's face was blinded, was his ears bad just now? Did you hear it wrong? Liang Zhaodi is saying that he wants to transfuse blood to Tu Wangsun, is he going to transfuse the blood from other people's bodies into Tu Wangsun's body?

"What are you still doing? Wang Sun can't afford to wait......