In the harbor of Naha, there was a British merchant ship of the largest tonnage, and it was the dead of night when the sailors were sleeping, but this merchant ship was brightly lit, and the figures on the deck were looking forward to the high level of alert of the entire merchant ship.

Xiao Lotian stood at the bow of the ship and stared worriedly at the quiet port of Naha, and from time to time called the herald to issue orders one after another. And beside him was the captain of the merchant ship, and he also prepared a bottle of treasured aged wine for Xiao Letian.

"Mr. Xiao, have a drink and relax, you have controlled the political situation in the Ryukyus, you can survive the riots, and now this little storm is nothing...... Don't you Chinese have a proverb that you can't capsize a boat in the gutter......"

Xiao Letian listened to the lame Chinese, and laughed at the time, he raised his head and drank the wine, "Haha, your understanding is problematic, sometimes the boat can capsize in the gutter...... Just like the Japan you see now, who do you think is stronger and who is weaker than the Qing Dynasty?"

The British captain was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why Xiao Letian asked such a simple question, he thought for a while, "Isn't this an obvious thing, the Qing Kingdom is a hundred times larger than Japan, and Japan has no advantage in terms of population and resources, so do you still have to ask this kind of question?"

"Haha, let's see, it's because of this kind of thinking that people tend to capsize in the gutter. This little Japan is not simple, if the Qing Dynasty does not work hard, this small gutter can overturn the broken ship of the Qing Dynasty......"

At this moment, a man in a white lab coat suddenly ran up from the cabin, and he took off his mask as he walked, "Mr. Xiao, the operation has been completed, and the lead bullet has been taken out, fortunately, the ribs were stuck and the internal organs were not injured...... But the most dangerous place now is that there is too much blood loss, and we can only pray for God's blessing......"

Walking up was the British doctor Buck, who was admired by all foreigners, a very experienced surgeon who had served as a military doctor in the British army in the Crimean War, and it was much more reassuring to have him help treat Sakamoto Ryoma Sho Lotte.

"Mr. Buck, why don't you have a blood transfusion after losing too much blood? Don't you have the tools for blood transfusion?" Xiao Letian asked subconsciously. Buck's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Oh, it seems that you have really traveled in Europe, and you even know about the blood transfusion technology that is not currently popular?"

Buck was like meeting a bosom friend: "Yes, it is true that British doctors began to study blood transfusion technology first, and even in 1818, British doctors gave blood transfusions to women who had lost too much blood. But the technology of blood transfusion has always been immature, as if God is not willing to tell us the secret of blood, and the chances of successful blood transfusion are not high......"

"It's a gambling-style treatment, where the successful ones recover very quickly, while the losers have no chance of being treated again......

Xiao Letian suddenly slapped his head, and he remembered that the study of blood transfusion in human history preceded the study of blood type. Xiao Letian can't remember exactly what year the human race discovered the blood type, but he has the impression that it will be more than 1900 years, so people now don't know the secret of the blood type.

"Doctor Buck, I am willing to give a blood transfusion to Ryoma Sakamoto, Ryoma-kun's life and death are related to thousands of lives, he must live......"

"Sir, you're crazy!" Before Dr. Buck could speak, Shi Dakai, Xiang Shaolong, and the other officers jumped up first, "No, absolutely not, how can Mr.'s blood be given to the Japanese......?

Xiao Letian looked at his subordinates who were shouting, he knew that these people were really good for themselves, but his body knew that before Xiao Letian crossed over, he had donated blood many times, and type O blood was originally a universal blood transfusion, and Xiao Letian knew that normal people donating two or three hundred milliliters a year was good for health.

It's a pity that the ancients didn't understand this, when they heard that Xiao Lotian was going to use his own blood to save the Japanese, they were all anxious, and they couldn't wait to replace it in person.

Not only Chinese, but even the Japanese were moved, and the swordsman masters Noheita and Xiao Hyotaro knelt on the deck with tears in their eyes, "Sir is so merciful, it really makes us Japanese people ashamed...... Sir, don't use your blood, you can use the blood of the two of us as you like, and die without regrets......"

With that, two Japanese men walked up to Dr. Buck on their knees, kowtowed like garlic and begged for their blood to be drawn.

Xiao Letian is angry and funny, but he has to continue acting. He said with a straight face, "I gave Sakamoto Ryoma blood, not only for him alone, but also to save the soul of this nation...... None of you can replace me, I have to ...... this matter myself."

After speaking, Xiao Letian stared at Shi Dakai with blazing eyes, "My mind, they don't understand, don't they even understand you?" After speaking, he stared at the eyes of the Wing King, and Shi Dakai's head was sweating when he finally saw it.

"That's it, that's it, I hope that the Japanese nation still has a heart, and I hope that your blood can warm this group of stone hearts......"

Buck was also touched by this tragic atmosphere, although he was only a doctor, he also knew that the people standing in front of him were politicians who could influence the situation in East Asia, and this matter was not as simple as a blood transfusion.

"Well, since the Prime Minister strongly asks for it, I can only reluctantly make it difficult, and I will arrange the tools ......" Buck turned and left.

The British captain and sailors were also excited, Xiao Letian's heroic act was admired by all mankind, and the captain, whose excited eyes turned to tears, suddenly shouted, "Children, bring my camera up, I want to record this historical scene......"

In the neat cabin, lying Sakamoto Ryoma, Xiao Lotian thought he was asleep, but he found that Ryoma-kun's eyes were turning, and he was still conscious.

The entire cabin was littered with bright candlesticks, hundreds of candles illuminating the makeshift operating room, and Dr. Buck was busy with it.

Xiao Lotian is now lying in a high hammock, and the height difference between his body and Sakamoto Ryoma naturally occurs, so that the connection through the guò rubber hose will automatically flow into Sakamoto Ryoma's body through the guò hose.

As soon as the preparations were ready, Buck said softly with patience and excitement, "Your Excellency, I am going to puncture your veins with a hollow needle, it may hurt a little...... Xiao Letian smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, it's much easier than fighting on the battlefield, I believe in your medical skills." ”

When the hollow needle pierced Xiao Letian's vein, and when the purple-red blood gushed out, the entire operating room, including the soldiers guarding outside, all cried, and all the Chinese, Ryukyu natives, including those Japanese, knelt down. In the thinking of the ancients, a person is willing to use the blood of his father and mother to save the life of another person, and this lofty morality can already be called a saint.

"Mr. Xiao...... The reappearance of the saint...... O living bodhisattva...... Woo woo woo ...... "Everyone, including the Wing King Shi Dakai, couldn't hold back their excitement, and tears rolled down. Look at Noheita and Xiao Hyotaro again, these two Japanese people who have kowtowed their heads are about to knock out, and there is blood on their foreheads.

The tragic atmosphere moved the foreigners, at this time the Western medical community did not understand the secret of blood type, and the blood transfusion treatment itself had a very strong mysterious aura, some people said that this was a miracle of God, and some people would say that it was a magic of the devil. But there is one thing that everyone admires, Xiao Letian can donate his blood to save people, this noble character is absolutely unquestionable.

The captain, who controls a vertical camera and pushes the shutter at any cost, is an amateur photographer and has contributed to the Times of London. The captain was convinced that such a touching photograph would surely move the whole class of gentlemen when it reached London.

Blood finally dripped out of the other end of the hose, and by this time there was no air in the hose, and Buck accurately pierced the bloodied hollow needle into Sakamoto's veins. I don't know if it stung him, Sakamoto Ryoma's chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and big tears flowed from his closed eyes.

The news that Xiao Lotian used his own blood to save the Japanese envoys quickly spread throughout the fleet of foreigners, and these sailors and merchants from the West were all shocked, and there were many missionaries from Europe in these merchant ships, and I don't know which one was the first to lead the singing, and the beautiful songs of praise for Christ began to flutter on the sea, that is, they were praying for Xiao Lotian and Sakamoto Ryoma.

The singing gradually became a film, and countless sailors and businessmen also joined in, and even Xiao Lotian was moved by himself at the end of the singing, and tears came out of his nose.

Just when everyone on the sea was sighing for Xiao Letian's feat, the people who were bad for the scenery appeared, and a herald Tengteng ran onto the deck, "Report to your lordship, Evil Hachiro has once again provoked a riot, and they keep saying that we are going to slaughter the city, and they are doing it for self-defense...... Oh my God, sir, ...... you are" As soon as the herald looked up, he saw the scene that frightened him, and subconsciously drew his sword to protect him.

"Stop, the lord is using his own blood to save the life of the Japanese envoy, are you going to kill the lord......" Xiao He Xin grabbed his wrist and said sharply, but half of the words rolled out of tears again.

The herald also cried, and he scolded at his feet, "Do you have a human heart ...... these Japanese brutes?"

At this time, Hachiro grabbed Xiao Bingtaro and shouted, "Pirates, gather now!" You have all seen this, if we don't wash away the infamy, then our Japanese nation will never come out, and we will be scolded to death by everyone in this world...... Rush with me and kill those demons in hell, a disgrace to Japan!"

Evil Hachiro and the pirates under him have always been directly under Xiao Letian, and others really can't order them, these people are screaming to join the war, no one can stop them except Xiao Letian, and more than a hundred pirates rushed to the dock with the footsteps of Noheita.

Xiao Letian hurriedly gave an order to the heralds, "It is forbidden to use a single qiē firearm, everyone is allowed to defend the position, and the Japanese must not be allowed to flee, and no large-scale casualties are allowed...... Hold on, hold on until I show up ......"

Xiao Lotian looked down at the slowly flowing blood in front of him, recalling the approximate time of the blood transfusion in his previous life, he conservatively estimated that this blood transfusion treatment would take more than an hour. There is no problem in not using firearms to hold on for an hour, but the problem is what to do with casualties? Xiao Letian is really distressed.

Suddenly, Ryoma Sakamoto spoke, and he said in a weak voice, "Carry me...... Carry me out, I'll play them......" It's a pity that his energy is too weak now, so he just said these two words and fell crooked on the operating table.

Xiao Letian looked at all the people in the room and said firmly, "Blood transfusion is an hour, and it must be guaranteed for an hour...... If you still listen to me, take your brethren to the front line and hold your positions until I appear...... Naha doesn't need to shed any more blood, break the rumors with our practical actions......"

"Blood not only increases hatred, I firmly believe that it also dissolves hatred!"

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