"There is no fear of life. It's just a blood transfusion. It's not a life exchange. No, it's not a blood transfusion, it's a blood transfusion."
Changxian remained silent and clenched his teeth tightly, obviously thinking that Chu Qing was comforting him.
Chu Qing didn't know what to say, so he had to pick up the needle.
At this critical moment, Chu Qing, let alone comforting Changxian, felt that he might not survive the night.
The hollow needle penetrated Changxian's skin.
A stinging sensation came, and fear spread throughout Changxian's body inch by inch.
Big tears fell on the bed again. Changxian's body was shaking uncontrollably, but he did not escape. Faced with "death" that did not exist, in order to save the prince, Changxian did not choose to escape, but was timid.
, but faced and endured it all without escaping.
"Next, let's see what happens to our three brothers."
Chu Qing's fingers were also trembling. Without anticoagulant, he didn't know whether the blood could be transfused into the prince's body or how to solve the blood pressure problem. He could only leave everything to fate.
Chu Qing believed in miracles. If there were no miracles, he would not have come to Dachang Dynasty.
He hoped that a miracle would come to him again. Of course, it would be best not to come by lightning like last time.
"My king...I still have many unfinished things. My king, I am not willing to accept it. I still don't know whether my father will forgive me..."
Although Changxian was a nobleman of Tianhuang and the second prince, he was still a twelve-year-old child. He thought he was about to die, and his face was even paler than the prince who had lost too much blood.
"Teacher Chu..." Changxian turned his head with difficulty and looked at Chu Qing, his tone full of pleading: "Can I see the emperor wake up before the student's soul returns?"
Chu Qing was now more nervous than Changxian. He stared at the silver needle tube and said perfunctorily: "Stop being sensational, there is nothing wrong with you. If something happens, it will be me."
We don’t know whether there is coagulation, we don’t know whether the blood transfusion can be completed, and we don’t know the speed of the blood transfusion. Even if the ancestral grave explodes, there is no way to ensure that there will be no sequelae of blood transfusion by close relatives.
One word, gambling, Chu Qing is gambling.
Huang Laosi said that when the prince died, he would be buried with him.
So you must bet, bet, there is still a glimmer of hope, if you don’t bet, you will be buried with him!
Now that Chu Qing couldn't protect himself, how could he be in the mood to talk to Changxian.
As for Changxian, it seems that what flows from his body is not blood, but the opportunity for life, at least that's what he thinks.
In the empty Taowu Hall, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, and Changxian was extremely nostalgic for this world.
Not to mention a twelve-year-old child, even an eighty-eight-year-old man still feels a lot of reluctance "on his deathbed".
Changxian was reluctant to give up and was also scared, but he did not flinch. He even calmed down, his face regained some color, and his trembling body gradually calmed down.
"Teacher Chu, do you know what things in this world are obviously not yours, but you have the most?"
"Aaron's shampoo and shower gel?"
"Imperial power, the imperial power that governs the world. After the father ascended the throne, the emperor brother...he did not want to be the prince, so the students thought that the prince should be a student. The students wanted the imperial power, and wanted the imperial power of the emperor brother.
That's why the student was wrong, very wrong..."
Chu Qing didn't squint his eyes, showing no interest in what Chang Xian said.
"Teacher Chu, you are a capable and open-minded person. Can you tell the students what is the purpose of this life?"
"Go to the pier and get some French fries." Chu Qing said with an impatient face: "Can you be quiet for a while and give me a blood transfusion, not a blood transfusion? You won't die. Don't force me to lose what I have."
"Don't comfort the students. The students can feel it. They can feel that I am about to die."
A smile appeared on Changxian's face: "The student is no longer afraid, and has no regrets. The student's blood is in the emperor's body, and the student's life has been returned to the emperor. The student...is not afraid, and has no regrets."
"Students are not afraid of death..."
"Not afraid of death…"
"Not afraid..."
Changxian gradually became silent. Chu Qing turned his head and looked over, laughing dumbly.
This little guy actually scared himself to death and fainted.
"That should be enough."
Chu Qing could not observe with the naked eye whether the amount of blood transfusion was enough, so he could only rely on "guessing" and reached out to pull out the silver needle tube.
The next second, the people in the main hall were pushed away. After all, Huang Laosi couldn't help it anymore and arrived before anyone arrived.
"What's going on? What's going on? Why is there no sound?"
Pushing open the screen, Huang Laosi suddenly saw that Changxian was also on the bed, and his expression suddenly changed: "Why is Changxian also on the bed!"
"Blood transfusion." As soon as Chu Qing stood up, Huang Laosi suddenly grabbed his shoulders with an angry look on his face.
"You exchanged Changxian's blood for Chang Yu?!" Huang Laosi's eyes almost burst out with fire, and his eyes were full of undisguised murderous intent: "Who do you think you are? Do you really think
, I will not dare to kill you all!"
Chu Qing waved his hand and hit Huang Laosi on the arm. The latter's arm was as motionless as an iron vise.
"You are looking for death!" Huang Laosi said with a cold face: "Who gave you the courage to risk Chang Xian's life..."
Before he could finish his words, Chu Qing suddenly punched him out.
Huang Laosi subconsciously let go of Chu Qing and took a step back, his fist grazing the tip of his nose.
Huang Laosi was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime: "How dare you...punch at me?!"
Chu Qing, who had already endured it to the extreme, finally broke out: "What the fuck are you doing? Why do I beat you? Open your mouth and shut up. I'm looking for death. I'm looking for death. Damn it, you can break the unicorn stone. A bunch of blind fools will kill you."
If a good child is harmed like this, he will only blame outsiders. If it weren't for me, Qilinshi would have been killed by the prince a long time ago. As a result, I ended up in jail!"
Huang Laosi was ashamed and angry: "You only know one, but you don't know the second. That Qilin Stone..."
"Qilin, your uncle, the prince killed me and buried him with me. That qilin stone was a gift from me. It was a gift from the emperor. Why don't you dare to barge at the emperor?"
The anger that had been suppressed for a long time completely burst out.
It wasn't that Chu Qing couldn't suppress it, but he was so tortured that he completely lost his mind.
He could endure being misunderstood, he could endure being locked up in a prison, and he could even endure being scolded with a stick, but the royal family members of the Dachang Dynasty seemed to be targeting him, and they tormented him again and again.
"What did I say? Did I say that Wu Nanfeng is a quack? Does anyone believe it? Did I say that there is something wrong with the Kirin Stone? Does anyone believe it? And then, and then you idiots insisted on letting Wu Nanfeng watch the fun. What happened?
As a result, he was pushed into the weapons rack, and the prince was cut to the artery and lost a lot of blood."
Chu Qing pointed at Huang Laosi and yelled: "It's a blood transfusion. The tool is not reliable in the first place. It's fucking panda blood. I said it's a blood transfusion. It's a blood transfusion. It can't kill anyone. I explained it to Changxian, and I explained it to you again."
, I explained to you, you open your mouth and shut up, it’s me who is seeking death, who the hell do you think you are, you’re killing me all over the place, come on, you try to kill one of them now!”
Chu Qing patted his chest hard, his eyes were red: "Huang Laosi, aren't you awesome? Come and kill me now. Damn it, sir. If you don't kill me, you are my son. Kill me."
, let me see who can save the prince. If I fail to save the prince, I will die and you will be buried with him!"
Chu Qing had completely lost his mind and pointed at Huang Laosi and sneered.
"I know a lot of things, beyond your imagination. I can organize a family, govern a country, and level the world. Horseshoes are nothing, poetry and songs are nothing, and medical skills are nothing!"
Chu Qing gritted his teeth and shouted: "It just so happens that I am living a very miserable life. I don't know how to use all my abilities. Just because I was born in this fucking world, I met you fucking big shots, and fucking...
Oh my god...fuck all of you, even if you have any skills, you have nowhere to use them, come on, kill me, you idiot!"