No one in the royal capital asked in detail about Wanyan Min’s personal affairs, but the King of Tatar did ask about the future succession of the Wanyan family. After all, it seemed that the so-called Mrs. Wanyan and his children who now live in Wanyan Mansion in Serya seemed to be related to

He is not related.

"Khan, just let them inherit." Wanyanmin said with a smile, "They are the blood of the Wanyan family, and it is because I have wronged them all these years."

"What about this child?" The King of Tartar looked at the poisoned child who was dying at any moment and hesitated to speak.

"If he can survive, I will leave enough wealth for him." Wanyan Min said, "As for the inheritance of the Wanyan family, he has no qualifications and no one can rely on him. He might as well live a prosperous life in an ordinary way.

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The rise of the Wanyan family is due to Wanyan Min, but its subsequent decline will also be due to Wanyan Min, because if he is a traitor like him, he will not be reused for at least several decades, unless there is a new one.

Juniors with superior qualifications.

As Wanyanmin's biological son, he would be ostracized in the Wanyan family, and would also be made things difficult for his aunt, who was the head of the family. He had to be careful about his own life at all times, so it was best for Wanyanmin to arrange this for his biological son.

The future is too far away, and whether we can survive is still a big question.

Chen Xiuyan didn't care about those things and focused on detoxifying the child. After feeding the child some space water, the child had regained consciousness slightly and occasionally opened his eyes to look around.

Seeing that the child regained consciousness, Chen Xiuyan took out the blood drawing equipment from the medicine box, asked Wanyanmin to roll up his sleeves, and pricked the child with a needle. The bright red blood entered the blood storage bag through the tube.

Chen Xiuyan asked Chu Wenqian to look at the volume of the blood storage bag and draw 200CC.

Drawing blood takes time, so Chen Xiuyan took out the silver needle and sat by the bed.

"It's time to get the needle, don't move around." Chen Xiuyan held the silver needle and whispered to the child. Seeing the child nodding obediently, she gave the needle.

Maybe it was because he had gone through a lot of hardships, but the child didn't even cry when the acupuncture was given. Instead, he put his hands on both sides and remained motionless, while Chen Xiuyan still gave him the acupuncture.

It took half an hour to insert needles in front of and behind the child. Because the silver needle guided the toxin, the black and purple on the child's body were concentrated in the left hand.

At this time, Wanyanmin had finished drawing blood, and Chen Xiuyan asked someone to pour goat milk for Wanyanmin to replenish his body.

"It will hurt a little, bear with it." Chen Xiuyan cut the child's left wrist with a knife, and thick black blood suddenly poured out from the wound. Chen Xiuyan looked at the color and flow speed of the blood and adjusted the acupuncture point where the silver needle was inserted.

, a silver needle will be used to stop the bleeding midway, so that the blood flow on the child's wrist will be stagnant, which will put less burden on the body.

The black and purple color on the arm gradually receded, but the child's face also became visibly pale. When the color of the blood finally turned into normal red, the child had fainted.

Chen Xiuyan quickly stopped the bleeding, bandaged the wound, then took the child's pulse again and checked the child's condition.

Seeing that less than half a basin of blood had been shed, everyone present felt sorry for the child, and Wan Yanmin's expression became solemn.

"Prince Princess, when are you going to give the child blood?" Wan Yanmin looked at the bag containing his own blood and asked anxiously.

"The situation is better than expected." Although the child fainted, neither the pulse nor the heartbeat decreased. On the contrary, it was stronger than when he first saw it. Chen Xiuyan said with some relief.

"Although a lot of blood was lost, blood can be regenerated. As long as the body's bones are strengthened, and some blood-replenishing foods are taken, it will take a few months to recover." Chen Xiuyan said, "I thought I would need a blood transfusion, but now it seems that I don't need it.

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"No need?" Wan Yanmin was a little surprised, but also a little worried. Looking at the child's pale face, he asked, "Is it better to use some?"

"Of course it's better not to use it." Chen Xiuyan explained, "The blood that is transfused is not your own, and there is a possibility of rejection. If you don't lose, you don't have to worry about this."

"Now this is the detoxification. If you live a good life, you can live a healthy life." After Chen Xiuyan said this, Yan Min's eyes trembled in disbelief.

"real?"

"Yes." Chen Xiuyan nodded, "I will prescribe some health-preserving medicines, starting with medicated meals, and he can take them when he wakes up."

"After taking the medicated diet for a while, your spleen and stomach will get better, and then you can start drinking Chinese medicine." Chen Xiuyan walked towards the desk and started writing the medicated diet and medicine prescriptions with a "swish".

"I will cook his medicinal diet today." Chen Xiuyan felt sorry for her child and cooked the medicinal diet because she had to add space water. A jar is full of space water, and the medicinal diet cooked with it is a hundred times more effective.
Chapter completed!