The bear was shot dead and had scars from fighting on its body.

She looked at it and found that the grizzly bear was at least four or five hundred kilograms.

According to the Guards, this winter is colder and longer than in previous years, resulting in scarce food in the mountains. The bear is likely to have been hungry and attacked them.

But strangely, if this is the case, the bear should attack without distinction.

In the end, Gong Shouze, who was protected by many guards, was the worst injured.

Other guards were also injured, and they were sitting in a chair next to the grizzly body, helping each other with their wounds.

Qin Shu roughly glanced at the eyes. Their injuries were not mild, but they were not too serious, at least not fatal.

Gong Shouze has lost too much blood now and has fainted.

"Vice Dean, here." The guards opened the door of the lounge.

Qin Shu raised his eyes and looked into the room, and saw Gong Shouze who was placed flat on the sofa at a glance.

With just one glance, she frowned.

The blood loss was even more serious than she had expected. His whole face was gray and bloodless.

Not only that, his chest was scratched by bear claws, and his sternum was almost exposed.

Qin Shu's heart suddenly sank and said immediately: "Prepare disinfection and sewing tools, as well as hot water!"

After saying that, his cold eyes swept to the guards who were guarding the side because he was worried about Gong Shouze's situation, and said coldly: "There is no need for extra people here, go out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Bing, who heard the news, was about to rush in, and his steps were stuck at the door.

By the way, he shouted out everyone in the room.

Qin Shu then noticed that he was here too. Among these people, Qiu Bing was the most authoritative.

She said to him with a serious expression: "The king is too injured. With the medical conditions here, I can only help him delay time. You can arrange an ambulance as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Bing looked at Gong Shouze worriedly, and responded with a serious expression: "Okay."

Even if this "Yuan Luoli" was someone he was always on guard against, he could only obey her for the sake of the safety of the country's life.

After all, he witnessed her cure Prince Hongxu with his own eyes and had absolute trust in her medical skills.

"What else do you need, please speak!" he asked modestly.

Qin Shu's eyes fell back to the unconscious Gong Shouze. After thinking for a while, he said, "The king lost too much blood and needed a blood transfusion. I would like to prepare a blood transfusion device. It's just the conditions in this hotel... If you can't find a blood transfusion.

I will prepare a clean catheter and syringe for me, and I will find other ways to do it.”

Qiu Bing nodded repeatedly and said, "Since you want to have a blood transfusion, Princess Yayue's blood type is matched with the king..."

"no."

Qin Shu refused almost without thinking, and his tone was very serious: "Don't you know that the inability of blood transfusions from direct relatives will cause blood transfusion complications of graft-versus-host disease?"

"Ah..." Qiu Bing was stunned.

He is really not sure about this kind of knowledge in the field of medicine.

Somewhat awkward, more worrying: "But there is no condition to go for a blood test now, find a suitable blood source..."

"have."

Qin Shu glanced at him, "Use mine, I have type O blood."

Type O blood is also called universal blood, and there is no problem with a small amount of input.

Most importantly, she has verified from Mo Han that her blood is effective in recovering the wound.

Blood transfusion is just a cover, she just doesn't want people to discover the secret of her blood.
Chapter completed!