The previous glass tube was taken out from the system's portable warehouse.
However, the blood transfusion equipment must not be taken out in front of them.
Otherwise, Zhao Chen would have no way to explain.
After leaving Tai Chi Hall, Zhao Chen ran towards the carriage.
...
In Tai Chi Hall, everyone was stunned.
Zhao Chen only said one thing and asked them to wait here, and then he ran away.
What's the situation?
Everyone felt inexplicable.
"Empress, is it really Zhao Chen who treated the Empress that day?" Fang Xuanling couldn't help but feel curious and bowed to Empress Changsun and asked.
The rest of the people heard Fang Xuanling's question, and their eyes instantly looked over.
Zhao Chen never said just now that he was the one who saved Empress Changsun that day.
If Zhao Chen doesn't talk about this, only Empress Changsun will know about it.
"You will know later." Empress Changsun said lightly, looking at the empty entrance of the Tai Chi Hall in front of him.
"You guys tell me, did Zhao Chen really save the queen?"
"Didn't the queen say that, let's judge for ourselves later."
"How old is Zhao Chen? How could he be so many?"
"Who knows, but I want to say, never underestimate others."
"Then you say, did Zhao Chen deliberately admit defeat when facing the Duke of Defense just now?"
"No, who doesn't want to be a disciple of Duke Yi?"
"I guess Zhao Chen doesn't want to do this!"
"Hey, Zhao Chen is back."
As everyone was talking, someone suddenly shouted.
Zhao Chen walked in from the door, holding something strange in his hand.
"Sorry, the road is a bit far." Zhao Chen walked over, sweating on his forehead.
"Okay, please come over one by one." Zhao Chen waved to everyone.
Li Ruoshuang took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Zhao Chen's forehead.
Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang nodded and said to the minister in front: "After drawing blood, you will feel a brief dizziness. This is normal. You will be fine after resting for a moment."
"Okay, it's good to save Duke Yi." The man looked a little nervous, but he stretched out his arm.
Zhao Chen nodded, took out a large syringe in his hand, and blood twitched from the person's arm and sent it into a vacuum bag.
Within a few breaths, there was a large bag full of.
"Okay, go and sit down next to you." Zhao Chen pulled out the needle and said.
"Come, give me a seat." Li Shimin shouted.
Someone helped him sit down aside, and everyone looked at the blood-drawn minister with a little nervous expression.
Fortunately, my face was a little pale and I didn't see any other situations.
"Next." Zhao Chen waved.
With the first person's attempt, the people behind him looked much more relaxed.
One by one, the blood was finished soon.
The blood bag was ready, and Zhao Chen squatted in front of Qin Qiong.
Qin Huaiyu had helped take off Qin Qiong's top, and all over her body was covered with crisscrossing scars.
"Zhao Chen, what should I do next?" Li Shimin asked.
"You guys retreat a little." Zhao Chen said, and the silver needle in his hand pierced Qin Qiong.
The imperial doctor on the side stared at Zhao Chen tightly. Seeing this scene, he immediately looked excited and shouted: "It's him, it's him, he is the miracle doctor that day."
"What? It was really Zhao Chen that day!"
"This is incredible. Zhao Chen is really just a teenager. How could he have such ability?"
"The imperial doctor was also in the queen's bedroom that day, so he must have seen Zhao Chen treat the empress."
"If it weren't for my own ears, I really couldn't believe it was Zhao Chen!"
The imperial doctor's shouts made the ministers who were still suspicious of Zhao Chen's methods look shocked.
At this time, they all looked at Zhao Chen with shock.
The shouts from the people behind him did not affect Zhao Chen at all.
The silver needle in his hand continued to fall on the acupuncture point of Qin Qiong's body. The last silver needle fell down, and Zhao Chen let out a sigh of relief.
Before he could rest, he took out a knife as thin as a cicada wing in his hand.
"puff--"
With just a light stroke, a stream of fishy and black blood spurted out on Qin Qiong's wrist.
"Um--" Qin Qiong, who was unconscious, made a sound, and her face turned pale.
After the blood stasis was discharged, Zhao Chen took the blood transfusion tool and gently penetrated Qin Qiong's blood vessels. At the same time, he shouted to Qin Huaiyu: "Xiao Qin, raise the blood bag high."
Qin Huaiyu immediately picked up the blood bag and raised it over his head.
"Old Cheng, go find a wooden rack to help with the blood bag." Zhao Chen shouted to Cheng Chumo again.
"Okay!" Cheng Chumo rushed out quickly.
"Huh, it's okay, you'll wake up after the blood transfusion." Zhao Chen let out a long breath, and his forehead was covered with sweat again.
Zhao Chen wanted to stand up, but his legs were numb because he had squatted for too long.
"Come, stool." Li Shimin shouted loudly.
Someone immediately brought a stool, and Li Ruoshuang helped Zhao Chen and sat down on the stool.
The Tai Chi Palace fell into silence again.
But I don't know how many times it's been.
Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Zhao Chen and Qin Qiong.
Many people opened their mouths, as if they had something to say, but in the end, they all held back.
No one has seen Zhao Chen's treatment methods just now.
It should be said that they have never even heard of it.
However, Qin Qiong's face was obviously much better than before, and everyone could even see that his chest was slightly more rapid.
"Mysterious Doctor, why have you never seen this blood transfusion and life-saving technique in ancient books? Is it a lost technique in ancient times?" The imperial doctor asked Zhao Chen, his eyes full of respect.
Everyone was stunned.
They all knew that the imperial doctor in front of them was the best medical skills in the palace. Perhaps only Sun Simiao was better than him in the Tang Dynasty.
But even such a capable person actually looked at Zhao Chen with a pilgrimage look.
In the expression, there was extreme piety.
However, everyone thought about it, but they felt that it was very normal.
After all, Zhao Chen's methods were really terrifying, and the company leader Empress Sun was saved by him. It was also worth the imperial physician's expression.
"The most important thing about medical skills is to study by yourself. What is useful for life-saving is the best medical skills." Zhao Chen said slowly, and then he saw Qin Qiong's fingers tremble slightly.
"Wake up!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.
Everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Qiong.
In front of everyone's eyes, Qin Qiong slowly opened her eyes.
"I...what's wrong?" Qin Qiong's voice was weak, and she looked around in confusion.
Although Qin Qiong's voice was weak, it was like thunder when it fell into the ears of others.
It made people tremble all over.
hiss--
A large sound of gasping in the Tai Chi Hall came from the sound of gasping in the cold air.
All the eyes looking at Zhao Chen were filled with shock, horror, admiration and reverence.
"I've gained some knowledge today." British Duke Li Ji said slowly, his eyes moving away from Zhao Chen with some difficulty.
"It's a blessing for me to have such an outstanding person in the Tang Dynasty." Fang Xuanling's expression was a little excited.
"Shubao is almost out of reach. Zhao Chen actually snatched him from the King of Hell. If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, it would be really hard to believe it." Li Jing shook his head and looked at Zhao Chen with admiration.
Chapter completed!