Qin Qiong is usually a good person and has good relations with the courtiers.
Suddenly seeing Qin Qiong collapsed in the Tai Chi Hall, a generation of famous generals could fall at any time, everyone felt uncomfortable in their hearts.
Cheng Yaojin even looked sad.
He kept shaking Qin Qiong's body, as if he wanted to wake him up.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Qin Qiong and completely ignored Zhao Chen's existence.
Even Queen Changsun was caught off guard for a moment and looked at the unconscious Qin Qiong with a worried expression.
"Um... stop shaking him. If you keep shaking him, it will really be hopeless." Zhao Chen glanced at Qin Qiong's face and said.
"Um?"
Zhao Chen's words attracted everyone's attention.
Li Shimin looked back and saw Zhao Chen standing behind him. The worry on his face immediately turned into a deep surprise.
He was secretly blaming himself for why he had forgotten Zhao Chen.
Even Sun Simiao was in awe of Zhao Chen's medical skills.
As long as he is here, Qin Qiong will be fine.
"Old Cheng, listen to Zhao Chen and put him down quickly." Li Shimin shouted, then looked at Zhao Chen and said, "Zhao Chen, is there any way to save Shu Bao?"
After everyone heard this, their eyes immediately turned to Zhao Chen.
Li Chengqian and Li Tai looked at each other.
The emperor's words confirmed their previous guesses.
The person who came that day wearing a bamboo hat and covering his face was really Zhao Chen.
The others looked at Zhao Chen with some doubts in their hearts.
Why did the emperor just let Cheng Yaojin listen to Zhao Chen?
There’s no way this Zhao Chen can know medical skills!
But how old is he?
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Chen, with doubts in their eyes.
"Are you the miracle doctor who treated my mother that day?" The imperial doctor looked at Zhao Chen with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Although he was there that day, he never saw Zhao Chen's true face.
At this moment, I could only vaguely feel that the young man in front of me was somewhat similar to the figure that day.
"What? Zhao Chen was the miracle doctor who saved my mother that day?"
"Impossible? How old is Zhao Chen and he is still proficient in medical skills?"
"Could it be a mistake?"
"You must have admitted your mistake. Zhao Chen seems to be only sixteen years old this year. How could he be able to do this and do that?"
"Uncle Qin suffered too many injuries in his early years, which caused blood congestion in his body and blocked his muscles. He lost too much blood and failed to recover properly. He was so weak that he passed out."
"You only need to drain the blocked blood in the body, treat it with blood transfusion, and supplement it with drugs to replenish qi and blood. After a few days of recovery, you can recover."
Zhao Chen ignored the suspicious looks of the ministers and squatted down to take Qin Qiong's pulse for diagnosis.
Then he said slowly.
"Blood transfusion treatment?" Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen with confusion on his face.
The rest of the people also looked at Zhao Chen with horrified faces.
Blood transfusion therapy is really unheard of.
The most they have heard about on weekdays is bloodletting, and there is no blood transfusion anywhere.
Can one person's blood be transfused to another person?
This was even more shocking to them than when Zhao Chen defeated Fang Xuanling's strategy and easily answered Changsun Wuji's question.
This completely subverted their previous concepts.
"Zhao Chen, is this method feasible?" Li Shimin asked in a deep voice.
"Blood transfusion requires a large amount of fresh blood. Everyone, who is willing to help Duke Yi?" Zhao Chen nodded and looked at the ministers who were watching.
Everyone heard Zhao Chen say that they would use their blood to save Qin Qiong.
For a while, they couldn't help but hesitate.
Who knows how much blood will be transfused to Qin Qiong? If he survives and he dies, wouldn’t it be the end?
Furthermore, it is unfilial to receive blood transfusions from parents whose body, hair, and skin are affected.
They don't want to...
Seeing Zhao Chen's gaze sweeping over them, most people chose to avoid it.
"How is my father?" Outside Tai Chi Hall, Qin Huaiyu rushed in and knelt down next to Qin Qiong with a plop.
Li Ruoshuang and Cheng Yaojin entered here one after another and stood beside Zhao Chen.
"A blood transfusion is needed." Zhao Chen said.
"Blood transfusion?" Qin Huaiyu was stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing what Zhao Chen meant.
But he looked at Zhao Chen and begged: "Zhao Chen, you must save my father. For blood transfusion, can you just give my blood to my father?"
"Ask me to transfuse blood for my father, no matter how much, as long as my father wakes up, I can do it."
"You can't give him blood," Zhao Chen said.
Blood transfusions are not allowed between immediate family members. Even if the blood types are the same, rejection will still occur.
Qin Qiong would be dead if he failed.
"Why? I am my father's son, why can't I give him blood?" Qin Huaiyu pulled Zhao Chen and said.
"Calm down!" Zhao Chen shook off the painful hand grabbed by Qin Huaiyu and scolded.
Cheng Chumo on the side quickly pulled Qin Huaiyu away.
"Zhao Chen, can we?" Li Ruoshuang looked at Zhao Chen and asked.
Li Jing frowned, but said nothing.
"Yes, I can do it too." Cheng Chumo looked at Zhao Chen and said firmly.
"Zhao Chen, Shubao and I are brothers. We, father and son, can both transfuse blood for him." Cheng Yaojin walked up to Zhao Chen and said.
"Count me in!" said the Englishman Li Ji.
"Shubao and I will live and die together, and I absolutely cannot let him go before me. Count me in..." Yuchi Jingde also walked over.
"If possible, I would also like to..." Li Jing was silent for a moment and nodded towards Zhao Chen.
"Shu Bao has blocked countless swords for me. I have given him a blood transfusion. What does it matter? Zhao Chen, take my blood and give it to Shu Bao." Li Shimin also said.
Li Shimin had already spoken, but none of the other ministers dared to say no.
They all also spoke up and said they wanted to give Qin Qiong a blood transfusion.
The scene was chaotic for a while.
Everyone rolled up their sleeves and stretched out their hands in front of Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen's face twitched when he saw many arms thicker than his own thighs.
"Everyone, don't be confused. There are taboos on blood transfusions. Blood transfusions are not allowed between father and son, and blood transfusions cannot be done if the blood type is wrong."
"Also, those over forty years old should not donate blood."
"Please line up, let me see what your blood type is first." Zhao Chen shouted.
Li Shimin waved his hand, and everyone quickly lined up.
Ministers over forty years old stood around Zhao Chen and looked at Zhao Chen nervously.
Zhao Chen took out a piece of glass from his arms. This was something the system rewarded after activating the medical skill.
After getting a drop of blood from Qin Qiong's finger, the system automatically scanned it and immediately determined that Qin Qiong had type O blood.
"You two don't have to, we have things to do later." Zhao Chen, Li Ruoshuang and Cheng Chumo said.
There are so many people who do not need the blood of these two.
The two of them didn't say anything, just stood aside.
Then, the same method was used to detect the blood types of the ministers in the queue.
A dozen suitable candidates were quickly found.
Zhao Chen turned his back to the people behind him, but he didn't know that these people all had shocked expressions on their faces at this moment.
They just saw that Zhao Chen was holding an extremely precious glass object to hold blood.
This is simply a waste of resources.
Glass is such a precious thing, but it gets dirty so casually?
Li Shimin was also looking at Zhao Chen in shock at this moment, as if he was seeing Zhao Chen for the first time.
"Your Majesty, have you ever seen the thing in Zhao Chen's hand?" Queen Changsun asked curiously.
Li Shimin smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He has seen countless treasures, but he has never seen any of the things that appeared in Zhao Chen's hands.
"Okay, the blood type has been determined."
"Ruoshuang, leave the person whose blood type is O just now. The others can leave first. I'll go get something from the carriage and I'll be back soon."
After Zhao Chen finished speaking, he left the Tai Chi Hall without waiting for others to react.??