After Cao Ang finished speaking, Cao Song, Cao Cao and the imperial doctor were all stunned.

Cao Cao looked at Cao Ang and asked, "What did you just say?"

Cao Ang bowed and said: "Father, my son feels that since his mother has suffered a hemorrhage and is bleeding uncontrollably, wouldn't she be fine if he gave his son's blood to her?"

Cao Cao looked at Cao Ang with a complicated expression and eyes full of disbelief.

"You know what you're talking about?"

Cao Ang still didn't know what Cao Cao was thinking, but he was very uneasy. After all, this kind of blood donation was too shocking in this era, and it could easily be regarded as something like witchcraft, which would be self-defeating.

In this era, as an alternative, generally people will not be worshiped, but will be eliminated.

"Is this a life-for-life?"

After hearing Cao Cao's words, Cao Ang knew that Cao Cao was not doubting the correctness of donating blood, but was considering the results, and he gradually calmed down.

"Father, the way of nature is mutual growth and interdependence. Therefore, my son feels that if he loses blood, he should replenish it and save others."

Cao Cao did not talk about Cao Ang's suggestion, but instead asked: "Blood is the essence of a person, and it stores the soul of a person. At such a young age, how much blood essence and blood can you give to your mother? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Hearing Cao Cao's words, Cao Ang breathed a sigh of relief. His father was such a good person, and he was waiting for him to ask this question.

At this time, Cao Ang raised his hands to his eyebrows and said solemnly: "You are not afraid of death if you are separated from others. Of course, your son is also afraid of death. But if you can save your mother, why should your son die?" After saying this, he bowed heavily.

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Although Cao Ang's words came out of his mouth, they were full of childishness, but when everyone present heard them, they turned out to be a pure heart, shining brightly in the sun and the moon.

Cao Cao looked at Cao Ang with disbelief on his face.

Cao Cao was really shocked by this six-year-old son.

If Cao Ang were an adult, perhaps Cao Cao would have other ideas and think that Cao Ang was acting. But Cao Ang is a child, and who can doubt the feelings of a six-year-old child in saving his mother.

At this time, the imperial doctor on the side was also shocked. After living for such a long time, he had seen filial people and smart people, but he was really moved by the filial piety of Cao Ang, a six-year-old child.

"At the age of six, he dared to donate blood to save his mother. This kind of filial piety is remarkable and admirable! I have lived for sixty years. I never expected to see such filial piety today. I am really lucky in my lifetime."

After the old doctor finished speaking, he actually bowed to Cao Ang.

When Cao Ang saw the old man worshiping him, he didn't dare to accept it, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the old doctor's arm.

"My father-in-law, I don't know if the foolish words just made are feasible. But I still ask my father-in-law to try his best to save my mother. Cao Ang will do his best to repay her."

The imperial doctor looked at Cao Ang's childish face and expectant eyes, and couldn't help but feel hurt and pity. He wanted to help the child fulfill his filial piety.

But children's jokes are just jokes after all.

"I'm very touched by the young man's filial piety, but I'm afraid it won't work with blood."

Cao Ang pretended to be surprised and asked urgently: "Old man, why can't it be done?"

The imperial doctor said to everyone: "The young man is very smart and can come up with a way to donate blood. I have also seen it in ancient books before. The ancients also used blood donation to inject other people's blood into the patient. Unfortunately, this method, although

Occasionally it succeeds, but often it fails. Not only does it fail to save the patient, but it causes the patient to have high fever, chills, severe pain, urinary obstruction, and ultimately death."

Speaking of this, the imperial doctor also sighed.

Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard this.

But of course Cao Ang understands that this is hemolysis, but what he wants is fame, not saving people, so he doesn't care whether it succeeds or not.

Even if Mr. Ding died, he had the reputation of donating blood to save his mother, so his stepmother would not dare to take it too seriously.

So Cao Ang continued to hold the imperial doctor's hand and asked: "Aren't there still successes?" ωωw..net

The imperial doctor shook his head and said: "The ancients did ten cases, but only one was successful, so it can hardly be mentioned."

Cao Ang looked sad after hearing this, but he soon returned to normal.

"Old man, I don't know if this will be successful. I just feel that if there is a glimmer of hope, I can't give up. And I feel that ordinary people are not related by blood, and blood is incompatible, so things happen. But my mother and I,

We are connected by blood, if I use my blood to save my mother, nothing will happen."

Cao Ang simply ignored the fact that he was not born to Ding at all.

The old doctor seemed to know the family affairs of the Cao family and knew that Cao Ang was just a concubine, so he said: "What the young man said is not unreasonable. The old doctor also suspected that the successful example must be a blood relative. It's just the young man and you.

Between mothers, although they are mother and son, it’s just this..."

Some things are hard to say, but everyone understands them.

A biological son can be said to be connected by blood, but a concubine is not his biological flesh and blood, so how can he be said to be connected by blood.

Cao Ang was already prepared.

"I understand my father-in-law's worries. However, my mother and I are destined to be mother and son. Although I was not born from my mother, since God made me and my mother to be mother and son, he must have sent down his bloodline to connect us with our flesh and blood.

, that’s what we have today.”

Having said this, Cao Ang turned to look at his father, Cao Cao.

"Father, let me try. Although it is difficult and dangerous, it is better than leaving my mother to die."

Having said that, the next important point is not whether it is possible to do this. It is whether Cao Cao is willing to do this and gamble his wife's hope of life with his son.

Cao Cao looked at his son, knelt down and caressed his son's face, his eyes full of fatherly love.

"You have to think carefully. If you do this, you may not be able to save your mother, but it will cost your life."

This long-lost father's love moved Cao Ang for a moment, but it quickly dissipated. He had never seen this kind of love with Cao Cao before, but in the past seven months of Ding's pregnancy, he had never seen it again.

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Besides, if you really can’t let go of yourself, shouldn’t you sternly refuse?

Is the father's love now moved or grateful?

Cao Ang tried his best to show a childlike smile on his face, and said to Cao Cao: "Father, my son is willing to trade his life for his mother's."

In the end, Cao Cao agreed to the matter.

Although Cao Ang today completely shocked him and this son would definitely be unusual in the future, he still chose the Ding family.

Ding is not only his wife, but also the entire Ding family of Pei State.

These days, the harem is unstable. Because of the in-laws with the Song family, the Cao family is also involved in this matter, so the Cao family needs the support of the Ding family.

Cao Ang followed the imperial doctor and went to get blood.

"Ang'er!"

As soon as he reached the door, Cao Cao called out to his son, but he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
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