That's right, Lin Ping'an's eyes are Nurhachi, the founder of the Qing Dynasty in history.

In the battle of Guangning, Nurhachi won a complete victory, and the fourteenth son Dolgon, who was only ten years old, actually mixed into the military camp without telling everyone, wanting to obtain military merits like many brothers, but he didn't want to be shot off his horse by a stray arrow in the chaotic army, and then he was stabbed a few times by the unknown Ming army, bleeding too much, and at this moment he only had half a life left.

"Great Khan ......."

The woman at the bed could no longer hold back, threw herself down in front of Nurha's naked body, and began to cry loudly.

As the cry sounded, there was a wail in the tent.

Nurha's face was expressionless, she stretched out her hand to pull the woman up, and said in a deep voice:

"Bahhai, don't cry, Dolgon is good, he is a hero of my steppe!"

After speaking, he turned his head and shouted at the people in the tent:

"My son of Nurhachi, even if I die, I will die on the battlefield!"

Everyone looked awe-struck and immediately stopped crying, and the tent was extremely quiet for a while.

At this moment, a weak voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Maybe he'll come back to life."

Lin Ping'an couldn't help it, if he delayed it like this, not only would Dolgon die, but he and his sister would definitely die.

Only then did everyone notice the young Han boy on the ground, Azig patted his head and shouted:

"Damn, how did I forget about this kid."

As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly, picked up Lin Ping'an again, threw him in front of the bed, and then turned to Nurhachi and said:

"This kid says he can save Dorgon."

Nurhachi stared at the young man in front of him without speaking, but Abahai showed surprise on his face, and the rest of the group stared at Azig in surprise.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

Azig was also surprised and asked puzzled.

saw a tall, thirty-year-old man step forward, picked up Lin Ping'an again, and threw him back to the place with a plop, then he turned his head and shouted to Azig:

"Azig, are you crazy?"

"Don't you know that the Han people are the most insidious and cunning, and besides, this is just a child!"

Azig was speechless for a moment, blushed, and shouted:

"Huang Taiji, are you just going to watch Dolgon die like this?"

The rest of the people in the tent were also a little speechless, the Han boy in front of him was obviously only eleven or twelve years old, how could he save the dying Dolgon.

Lin Ping'an was the most depressed, just after a while, he was thrown back and forth a few times, the key is that these people don't believe in themselves at all, and if they continue to toss like this, it will be Da Luo Jinxian who will go down to earth, and it is estimated that Dolgon will also die.

In fact, according to historical records, Lin Ping'an knew that Dolgon would not die young, even if he died, it would be after the establishment of the Qing Dynasty, but Lin Ping'an didn't dare to bet!

If you can come back here as a modern person, what else is impossible?

So he didn't dare to bet, and he couldn't bet!

Because even if he knew that Dolgon could come back to life, he had to come back to life under his Lin Ping'an, otherwise, he and his sister would have to die!

At this moment, everyone was talking, and Abahai had no idea, and they all looked at Nurhachi.

Nurhachi waved his hand and shouted at the military doctor and asked, "Is there any salvation?" ”

The military doctor was full of excitement, but he replied without hesitation:

"Back to the Great Khan, I swear by the Condor of the steppe, Dolgon really lost too much blood and couldn't survive."

Nurhachi nodded, and his falcon-like eyes looked at Lin Ping'an again, and there seemed to be some hesitation in his heart.

Lin Ping'an got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then said slowly:

"If you guys are so verbose again, then you really won't survive."

This sentence is a bit rude, but Lin Ping'an has no choice, he is a modern doctor, and he knows what time means for patients who have lost too much blood.

If Dorgon did take his last breath, it wouldn't help if he moved the entire blood bank.

With a bang, Huang Taiji drew his sword out of the sheath, and directly wanted to cut the nonsense Han boy in front of him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

But I heard Nurha's cold voice ringing in my ears:

"Let him cure!"

Only then did Huang Taiji put his sword back into its sheath and scolded Lin Ping'an:

"If you can't save Dorgon, I'll tear you to pieces!"

Lin Ping'an didn't bother to pay attention, walked quickly to the bed, and reached out to open the box he had been carrying.

The box was a first-aid kit he brought with him when he crossed, which contained not only first-aid medicines, but also temporary blood transfusion equipment.

He first reached out and touched Dorgon's neck, felt the faint throbbing, and then breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a small slender needle with one hand, and grabbed Dolgon's cold hand with the other hand and plunged it in.

"What do you do?"

Seeing this, Azig on the side shouted, and stretched out his hand to stop Lin Ping'an, but was stopped by his mother Abahai.

Abahai shook his head at Azig, motioning for him to be at ease.

The tent was quiet for a while, and everyone stared at the needle in Lin Ping'an's hand.

They were really curious, they didn't know what this Han kid was holding in his hand, and the military doctor was even more wide-eyed, staring at Lin Ping'an's hand.

With a thud, the small needle in Lin Ping'an's hand pierced Dolgon's wrist, and then he pinched Dolgon's arm hard.

There is no way, the other party has lost too much blood, and it is estimated that it is not possible to take blood from the fingers, so it is necessary to squeeze the blood from the wrist like this.

A few drops of blood were drawn into the small needle tube by Lin Ping'an, and then he took out a blood type test paper from the box and dripped the blood in the needle.

After a few tens of seconds, several areas on the test strip show different reactions.

"Type B."

Lin Ping'an looked at it, nodded slightly and muttered, the only trace of worry in his heart was finally put down.

This kind of blood belongs to the common blood type, and the most feared thing is that the Dolgon ghost will send a rare blood type such as RH, in that case, he, a modern doctor, can only watch Dolgon die.

There was no plasma in the small box, and the test strip was just for the first responders to notify the hospital and prepare the plasma as soon as possible.

Lin Ping'an took out a large needle from the small box again, as well as a blood transfusion bag.

Then he looked at his thin little body, gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeve, and plunged the needle into his veins.

Lin Ping'an is naturally clear about his blood type, although his skinny skin and bones at the moment are not suitable for blood drawing, but judging from Dorgon's situation at this moment, if he doesn't immediately bring some fresh blood to moisten it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive this hurdle.

The blood slowly flowed through the large needle, and everyone looked at each other, followed by an uproar.

It was really Lin Ping'an's operation that was too shocking, and the military doctor opened his mouth even wider, almost screaming.

"Transfusion?"

"This is a magical method that has only been recorded in ancient books and secret arts!"

He muttered in his mouth, looking at Lin Ping'an's operation and the small box, his eyes were full of doubts and excitement.

Two hundred milliliters, almost...... Lin Ping'an pulled out the needle, according to common sense, there is no problem with controlling the amount of blood donation within 400 milliliters, but with his physical fitness at the moment, it is estimated that after 400 milliliters, Dolgon will not be saved, so he will have to hang up first.

Pouring blood into the blood transfusion bag, and then taking out the catheter and needle for blood transfusion, Lin Ping'an did not hesitate to pierce Dolgon's vein, and then raised the blood transfusion bag high, and asked at the same time:

"I don't have enough blood, who are you?"