The first thousand four hundred and seventy-ninth chapters
"Can this method really save my father?" Guo Fu asked, confused and uncertain.
"Fighting poison with poison does have a chance of survival," said Huang Rong, who was proficient in pharmacology. She understood as soon as Murong Fu said it, but she understood the consequences of what Murong Fu said better, so she looked a little hesitant.
Guo Fu immediately said excitedly, "What else should I decide? I must save him."
Murong Fu looked at Huang Rong, his meaning was self-evident.
Huang Rong gritted her teeth and finally nodded, "Help."
"The decision is yours, if in the end..."
"If it doesn't work out, we won't blame you."
"Okay, let's start right away and find someone with the same blood type for Guo Daxia."
Seeing that neither mother nor daughter had any objections, Murong Fu nodded and decided to take action immediately. But then Guo Fu suddenly said, "There's no need to ask Brother Murong, just use mine, although I don't quite understand what you are talking about."
Blood type, but I am connected by blood with my father, so my blood is definitely the best."
This is for sure. Even if you can find two strangers with the same blood type, there are still many subtle differences. Of course, direct blood is the most suitable.
But how is it possible for Murong Fu to use Guo Fu's blood to save Guo Jing? His face darkened, "Fu'er, the reason why I tell you this is because he is your father, but I have the final say on how to save him."
, you don’t want me to tie you up too, do you?”
Guo Fu shrank her head subconsciously, then reacted and stretched her neck to argue, "You also know that he is my father, why don't you let me save him!"
"I would rather he die than anything happen to you." When Murong Fu was upset, he yelled angrily.
Guo Fu was stunned for a moment, tears glistening in her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Huang Rong hurriedly comforted her, "Fu'er, don't be so willful. If your father knew that you had to use your blood to save him, he would rather die than agree. He might cut off his heart immediately. Let's do it then."
All hope is gone.”
Guo Fu thought about it carefully and realized that with Guo Jing's temper, it was really possible for him to do this. She immediately gave up the idea of using her own blood to save her father. However, she still felt aggrieved by Murong Fu's sudden temper and pouted, "Then
Don’t be so loud, it’s not like I can’t hear you!”
Murong Fu was too lazy to say anything more, so he snorted and walked away.
"Murong Fu!" Huang Rong suddenly called him.
"What?" Murong Fu paused in his steps and did not look back.
There was something strange on Huang Rong's face, "Thank you."
Murong Fu was silent for a moment, "No need, just treat it as... I repay you, and you and I will owe nothing to each other from now on."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Huang Rong's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless for some reason, and she staggered back, looking in a daze.
Guo Fu was shocked and hurriedly supported her, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Huang Rong took a deep breath and finally calmed down. She shook her head slightly and said, "Mom is fine."
Guo Fu's eyes flashed as she carefully chewed on Murong Fu's words just now. Then thinking of her mother's reaction, a strange look flashed across her face, and her gaze towards Huang Rong also changed.
In the backyard, except for Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong, everyone else was still here. Murong Fu left the door expressionlessly and directly ordered, "Come here, take Guo Jing to the front yard, prepare a bucket of water, and drop some blood to identify him."
relative."
"Spill blood to recognize relatives?" Everyone was stunned, Guo Jing was even more confused. What kind of blood recognition? Apart from Guo Fu, who is a blood relative, how can he have any other relatives?
Murong Fu did not explain, and then ordered to the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, "Let's start with you first. In addition, I will personally post a list to inform the people in the city that all men, women, old and young can come for a blood test. Whose blood can be fused with Guo Daxia, my Lord?"
There are many rewards.”
In this era, it is of course extremely laborious to find two people with the same blood type. "Drawing blood to identify relatives" is the simplest and crudest method. The only problem is that Guo Jing will be very sad. I am afraid that even if a bucket of blood is released, it will not be possible.
You can find it, but it doesn't matter. You need to bleed anyway.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why. Guo Jing wanted to speak but couldn't.
Huang Yaoshi's face darkened, "Murong boy, please tell me clearly why you have to shed blood to recognize your kin. Did Jing'er leave any bastards outside?"
Murong Fu couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this, and said vaguely, "I don't know about that. Let's see if we can find it. Okay, let's start the operation. If you find it, tell me as soon as you find it."
Then hundreds of disciples from Lingxiao Pavilion tied up Guo Jing and carried him to the front yard. They prepared a few tools and began to shed blood to identify themselves.
Huang Yaoshi was puzzled. Fortunately, his daughter and granddaughter came out at this time. The two daughters had to pull him aside and explain the matter briefly. Huang Laoxie was shocked after hearing this. After a while, he sighed, "Can you think of this?"
Bizarre method, this person's medical skills are much better than mine, I don't know how he did the blood transfusion method..."
Huang Rong couldn't help but roll her eyes. From the look on his face, it seemed that medical skills were more important than her son-in-law.
Guo Fujiao said angrily, "Grandpa, why are you not worried about my father at all?"
"There is nothing to worry about," Huang Laoxie waved his hand casually, "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. If he can't pass this test, it will be his fate."
"Humph! Grandpa, I will never play with you again!"
"Dad, I don't have time to cook for you these days. You go to the kitchen and cook it yourself."
The mother and daughter snorted and left angrily.
Huang Laoxie was puzzled, "You can cook it yourself, what's so great about it..."
…
Murong Fu handed over some matters to the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, then returned to the general's residence alone, locking himself in the room without seeing anyone.
In fact, when he said such decisive words to Huang Rong before, apart from being a little impulsive, he really didn't want to continue to be entangled between Huang Rong and Guo Jing, so he needed to take a quiet moment and think about the future of the Murong family.
When evening came, Xiao Zhao carried a food box to the door of Murong Fu's room, knocked on the door, and said softly, "Sir, I made your favorite braised ham, do you want some?"
Murong Fu's voice soon came from the room, "Xiao Zhao, come in."
Xiao Zhao entered the house and saw that everything in the house was intact. There was no bench or table as expected. Murong Fu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face was peaceful, his spirit was flowing, and his temperament was floating.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao felt relieved and silently took out the food and put it on the table, "Young Master, you can eat."
Murong Fu withdrew his power and understood immediately when he saw her expression. He smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you think the young master should lose his temper and smash things?"
Xiao Zhao shook his head hastily, "No, the young master has always been gentle and polite, not so rude."
Before he finished speaking, there was a creak, and the tables, chairs and benches in the room were shattered inch by inch, and the food on the table was also hit all over the floor.
Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then said worriedly, "Sir, if you have something unhappy in your heart, it would be better if you speak it out. Otherwise...or you can take it out on Xiao Zhao."
Murong Fu shook his head in a funny way, "Looking at what you said, you are the son's pet peeve, how can I bear to take it out on you? Don't worry, I'm fine. These tables and chairs were caused by my failure to control my sword energy when I practiced sword control.
of."
Xiao Zhao still didn't believe it, "Young Master is really okay?"
Murong Fu nodded, "It's really okay."
"It's okay." Xiao Zhao said happily.
"It's a pity that Xiao Zhao cooks so well."
"It doesn't matter, I'll do it for you again."
"No need," Murong Fu swayed and came to Xiao Zhao's side, "If I exhaust Xiao Zhao, I will feel sorry for you. Since I ruined your food, just punish me by starving me all night."
.”
"How does this work?"
"Why not?" Murong Fu took her hand and walked out of the room, "Tell me, what's going on outside?"
Xiao Zhao didn't know what he was asking, so he had to say, "Apart from everyone being worried about you, there's nothing else."
Murong Fu raised his head and looked at the courtyard wall in the distance, "So they asked you to step on the thunder?"
"No," Xiao Zhao shook his head hastily, "I...I wanted to come on my own."
Murong Fu didn't say much, "How is the situation in the Guo Mansion?"
The news about the Guo Mansion has now spread throughout Xiangyang City, and the General Mansion will naturally get the news. Although Xiao Zhao was not involved in this matter, he still knew something about it, so he told what he knew, "The news about the Guo Mansion"
The people of Xiangyang City were in an uproar when the news came out that they would recognize their relatives through blood, but no one responded. Finally, the leader of the Eastern Church gave an order that if anyone could match the blood of Guo Daxia, he would be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold. Then the people came in droves, and now they are all
We almost broke through the gate of Guo Mansion, but after searching for a whole day, we couldn't find Guo Daxia's son."
"A reward of a thousand taels of gold?" Murong Fu's mouth twitched, "She is quite generous, but where is she?"
Xiao Zhao replied, "I went to Guo Mansion to help."
Murong Fu calculated and estimated that he would not be able to find him for two or three days. After all, Xiangyang City had a lot of people fleeing due to the war. The current population was only one million. It would be very difficult to find someone with the same blood type as Guo Jing.
In addition, he himself didn't know what Guo Jing's blood type was. If it was some rare animal that could only be seen in a hundred years, it was possible that he couldn't find it in the end.
"Forget it, let it be fate." Murong Fu sighed. The words had been spoken anyway. No matter what the outcome was, he would not be upset about Huang Rong's matter again.
"Sir, does Master Guo really have a long-lost son?"
"Who knows, there may be more than one." Murong Fu chuckled, and then changed the subject, "Go find Wu Wei, and tell me I'll be waiting for her in the main hall."
Xiao Zhao hummed obediently and left in a hurry.
Murong Fu turned his eyes and looked into the distance, "Xue'er, inform everyone that I have something to announce."
"I know!" As soon as he finished speaking, two white shadows flashed past and flew away at high speed. Murong Xue and Wang Yuyan were hiding far away. He had known this for a long time.
Murong Fu strolled leisurely and soon came to the main hall. Wu Wei also arrived at about the same time. She couldn't help but be surprised. She hadn't seen him for a day. Murong Fu's temperament seemed to have changed. But when he looked carefully, he seemed to have changed.
Nothing has changed.
Murong Fu put his hands behind his back and said straight to the point, "You once said that you would come to Xiangyang City to help me solve two problems. Now the problem of Dayuan is no longer a problem, so what about the problem of Dayi?"