The overall environment of the Chang Dynasty was very similar to that of the Sui Dynasty in history, and there were no conditions for blood tests or blood transfusions at all.
In fact, this kind of flower work did not exist in ancient times.
There is one thing Chu Qing said rightly. He is completely blank about the medical field.
Being able to command Tong Gui and other guards to collect blood like an expert, that kind of calm and confident confidence comes from the... innate attribute of pretending to be in the bones.
"Collect blood, do you understand? Just drop it. I don't ask you to chop off someone's hand, you are a bunch of trash!"
Chu Qing was whistling, already possessing the necessary qualities of an expert, that is, he was really... very much like an expert when it came to that pestle.
What is an expert? An expert does not need to understand himself, he only needs to know that others do not understand.
Everyone outside Taowu Palace, including the imperial doctors, imperial guards, maids, and eunuchs, had their blood collected.
After finding some fairly sealed gourds, Chu Qing mixed the prince's blood with the blood of others, and then observed whether there was any coagulation.
This method cannot detect anyone's blood type, but if there is no coagulation, it means that a person matching the prince's blood type has been found.
Less than half an hour later, Chu Qing saw sweat on his forehead.
Fifty-three people, including men, women, and so on, none of them matched the prince's blood type.
Huang Laosi and others were confused and had no idea what Chu Qing was doing, but other tools were already prepared, such as hollow needle points, animal bladders, boiled bamboo tubes, silver tubes, etc.
At this time, there were only four people in Taowu Hall: Chu Qing, Huang Laosi, Chang Xian and Sun An.
"What's going on? When will the rescue begin?" Huang Laosi spoke in a deep voice, staring at Chu Qing: "The prince's face is extremely pale and his pulse is weak. How long will it take?"
Looking at the dozens of gourds placed on the desk, Chu Qing swallowed hard.
He is now extremely certain that the Crown Prince of Dachang Dynasty, Chang Yu, was sent by God to play with him!
No, all the Huang family bloodline in Dachang Dynasty, including emperors, princes and princes, are here to play with him.
The blood type of the royal family members of the Chang Dynasty is actually the rare panda blood?!
Not type A, not type B, not type O or type AB, but the extremely rare rh blood type, which accounts for less than three thousandths of the Han population!
"General Huang..." Chu Qing turned around and tried hard to maintain his "expert" image: "The preparations have been completed, but outsiders cannot be present."
"I am not an outsider."
"No, you are."
Huang Laosi looked suspicious: "Do you want to treat His Highness alone?"
Chu Qing pointed at Changxian: "The second prince helps me, just leave the second prince alone, and the others leave so that I won't be distracted."
Huang Laosi did not agree immediately, but asked suspiciously: "You just said that you need blood transfusion for rescue, where does the blood come from?"
Blood transfusion, as the name suggests, is to exchange the blood of others for the prince's body.
Huang Laosi is not a very particular person, and he did not say nonsense like the blood of the Tian family is noble, and other people's blood should not be allowed to contaminate the blood in the prince's body.
As an emperor, no one knows better than him that no matter who is of the Tian family bloodline, they are all human beings, and they all have one head and two arms, and will die with just one cut.
Tianjia bloodline, last year he cut off several Tianjia bloodlines, but none of them had golden light protection.
Huang Laosi was just instinctively weird. Since it was a blood exchange, whose blood should be replaced?
Chu Qing gritted his teeth: "An old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who specializes in treating various types of princes. Can this kind of miraculous medical skills be allowed to be seen by outsiders? What if others learn it secretly?"
Huang Laosi nodded slightly and agreed: "Okay, then let the second prince stay, and I hope Chu Jiaoxi can quickly treat the prince."
The ancients really believed in this. If you have a unique skill and a unique skill, it is not a unique skill if it is not hidden from the eyes and ears of others.
Looking at Chu Qing with squinted eyes, Huang Laosi added: "If it can't be cured, Chu Jiaoxi will be buried with the prince, the emperor said so."
Chu Qing waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, don't waste time."
Now that the situation has come to an end, Huang Laosi still trusts Chu Qing more than those imperial doctors.
If Chu Qing had not sincerely treated the prince, he would not have smashed the unicorn stone before. In addition, he had done things such as horseshoes, cow nose rings, poetry writing, palace repairs, etc. In the eyes of Huang Laosi, Chu Qing was considered a capable person.
It won't be aimless.
After Huang Laosi left, Chu Qing closed the door of the main hall and immediately returned to the big round bed.
Staring at Changxian, Chu Qing asked in a low voice: "You are really willing to save the prince, right?"
Changxian nodded heavily.
To Changxian, Chu Qing was not an "outsider", and the eyes of the second prince were full of perseverance: "Teacher Chu knew what happened at Yuan Ye. The student made a big mistake and regretted it day and night. If he could save the emperor,
Brother, student, I am willing to give everything I have, as taught by Master Chu."
Chu Qing sighed, feeling that he was really at odds with the royal family members of the Dachang Dynasty.
In fact, many people have a misunderstanding. It is true that blood transfusions can be given to people with the same blood type, but this does not mean that close relatives can receive blood transfusions.
In many film and television works, someone is bleeding heavily, and Sophie can't stop it. Then there happens to be a shortage of blood in the hospital, and the relatives stand up one by one, shouting to use my blood. In the end, the doctor uses the blood of the relatives to save the person.
Came over and everyone was happy.
But in fact, this is all nonsense by the screenwriter and director. Ji Ba Dan, relatives cannot have blood transfusions!
Of course, this does not mean that blood transfusion is impossible, but the risk is too high.
Blood transfusion by immediate family members. When the immune active cells contained in the white blood cells of the transfusion recipient enter the recipient's body, because the genes of the transfusion recipient and the recipient are similar, these immune active cells will survive in the recipient's body, making the endosomes
Various organs are damaged.
Bone marrow, kidneys and other organs or tissues can be transplanted from close relatives, but the opposite is true for blood. Blood transfusion from close relatives can lead to an immune transfusion reaction, that is, transfusion-related graft-versus-host disease. Lymphocytes remaining in the blood components of the transfusion recipient will
Although immune transfusion reactions are rare, the mortality rate is as high as 90%, making it one of the most serious blood transfusion complications.
At this point, Chu Qing can only take advantage of it.
It's hard enough to win your own life, and it's hard enough to win the prince's life.
"Your Highness, Second Prince, everyone's blood type is different, divided into several types, a, b... you can understand it as A, B, C, my surname is D, A, B, C and D. In addition to these common blood types, there is also a
Extremely rare blood, His Royal Highness has this rare blood type."
Changxian seemed to understand: "Is there no one in the palace who is the same as the emperor brother?"
"Yes, it may be true that the Tian family's bloodline is extraordinary. There are only a few people in the palace who have the same bloodline as His Royal Highness."
Changxian was stunned: "Master Chu left the student alone, is... to use the student's blood to extend the life of the emperor brother?"
Chu Qing nodded: "It doesn't hurt. It'll be over soon. Just lie on the bed and raise your body a little higher. It'll be over soon, okay?"
"This..." Changxian's expression changed drastically: "Are you really going to use...my king's blood?!"
Chu Qing keenly noticed that Changxian's self-proclaimed name had changed, and "student" became "my king".
"I..." Changxian's breathing became heavy, and his eyes were full of fear: "Do you have to...do you have to use my blood? This...isn't this..."
Chang Xian suddenly took a few steps back, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Master Chu, I am a noble nobleman of Tianhuang..."
Changxian couldn't go on. He was a nobleman of Tianhuang, and so was Changyu. Moreover, he was also a prince, and his status was more noble than his.
Chu Qing's expression was inexplicable.
It's just a blood transfusion, and it won't amount to much. Even if something goes wrong, the prince will be unlucky. Doesn't this guy usually act like he wants to make it up to his elder brother? He doesn't even want to lose a blood transfusion. Why does he talk about wanting to get the prince's forgiveness every day?
"No, no, no, no, this king..."
Changxian suddenly kept retreating, as if Chu Qing was an evil ghost seeking his life. He retreated to the corner and kept waving his hands: "I haven't yet...Brother, he...he..."
With a "wow" sound, Changxian cried again, but then he gritted his teeth tightly.
"No, Master Chu, if you look for someone else, then look for someone else. I won't change this blood, and I don't want to change it!"
Crying and crying, Changxian waved his hands vigorously, resisting extremely, but his legs took one step with difficulty, then the second step, and the third step, until he returned to the bed.
"I won't change it. I don't want to change this blood..."
Still crying and refusing, Changxian was already lying on the bed, taking off his robe, clenching his teeth tightly.
Chu Qing was very happy to see it.
Even if you say you don't want it or don't want it, your body is still lying on the bed and preparing for blood transfusion.
Changxian, who was in tears, turned his head and looked at the unconscious prince. He finally stopped crying and showed a big smile, an expression that seemed to be free and relieved.
"That's good, Chang Yu, I will return this life to you!"
Chu Qing's pupils narrowed slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
He finally realized what was going on.
The second prince thought that this "blood exchange" was an exchange of lives. He would exchange his blood and his life for the prince. After the exchange, the prince would live and he would die!
The second prince Changxian was lying on the bed with his fists tightly clenched and his eyes closed. His body was shaking slightly. His face was filled with fear, but his body was still lying there.
He was afraid, but he gritted his teeth and tried to overcome the fear of "coming death".
