Mi Zhen had already dressed under the service of the maidservant, and suddenly heard Zhang Yan's voice outside the door, her heart suddenly became nervous, and she hurriedly asked, "Yes...... What's the matter? ”

"I heard you woke up, so I came to see you......"

"Don't look at it, I'm fine." Mi Zhen was still angry because Zhang Yan deliberately scared her in the canyon, so when she heard his voice, she was not very happy.

Zhang Yan stood outside the door, heard the sound coming from the room with some smell of gunpowder, and guessed that Mi Zhen was still angry about yesterday's events.

It's no wonder that Mi Zhen was almost frozen to death, and Zhang Yan has an unshirkable responsibility.

"As long as you're good, but your brother isn't so lucky......"

Zhang Yan stopped at the point, turned around and left, as soon as he took a step, the door behind him suddenly opened, Mi Zhen walked out of it, and asked nervously, "You just said my brother?" Are you talking about my second brother? Is he here too? ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yan didn't look back, just answered softly.

Mi Zhen's emotions suddenly became excited, grabbed Zhang Yan's arm, and hurriedly asked, "Where is my second brother, how is he now?" ”

Yesterday the gold was robbed, and Mi Zhen was also present. Que Xuan killed all the people who escorted the gold, her second brother Mi Fang escaped with serious injuries, and even she was captured by Que Xuan. At that time, she saw that Mi Fang had shed a lot of blood, and she was very worried about Mi Fang all the way, but now she heard Zhang Yan talk about Mi Fang, how could she not be nervous.

Zhang Yan turned his head and glanced at Mi Zhen, this woman has a fairy-like appearance, even when she is nervous, she looks so charming.

"If your brother hadn't come here yesterday, I wouldn't have known about the robbery of the gold. I have ordered your brother to be healed. But when your brother came, he lost so much blood that he was still unconscious......"

Without waiting for Zhang Yan to finish speaking, Mi Zhen couldn't wait to say: "Where is he, take me to see it!" ”

Zhang Yan took Mi Zhen to the room where Mi Fang was, and as soon as they arrived at the door, the two smelled a strong smell of herbs, which made Mi Zhen's already hanging heart a little heavier.

"Your Excellency!" When the gatekeeper saw Zhang Yan coming, he immediately saluted.

"No courtesy. How's Mi Gongzi? ”

The gatekeeper replied, "Still unconscious." ”

"Open the door, I'll go in and see."

"Whoa!"

The doorkeeper pushed open the door, and there was a pungent smell of herbs in the room, which was stronger than before, and Mi Fang was wrapped in a strap, lying quietly on the couch, and there were two people next to Mi Fang who were decocting medicine.

"Second brother!"

Seeing such a scene, Mi Zhen couldn't control her feelings anymore, and suddenly threw herself in front of Mi Fang's bed, and saw Mi Fang's pale face, unable to wake up, breathing weakly, and fell into deep self-blame.

In fact, Mi Fang is also a person who practices martial arts, riding a horse and archery, dancing a gun and playing sticks, if Mi Zhen didn't keep begging Mi Fang to take her out to see the world this time, maybe with Mi Fang's skills, it would be no problem to get out of the whole body. But because of more Mi Zhen, Mi Fang was injured by robbers in the process of protecting Mi Zhen.

Therefore, Mi Zhen was already in tears at this time, and hot tears flowed from Xiangxia in her eyes, not to mention how uncomfortable it was in her heart.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan didn't say a word, and withdrew everyone in the room, even himself, quietly exited the room, wanting to give Mi Zhen and Mi Fang more time.

Out of the room, Zhang Yan went straight to the doctor who treated Mi Fang's injuries and asked, "Can Mi Gongzi wake up?" ”

The doctor replied, "Lord Qiyu, Mi Gongzi's injuries are not serious, but he has lost too much blood, and whether he can wake up from his coma can only depend on his own creation." ”

Zhang Yan sighed deeply and sighed: "Alas! In the huge Pengcheng, isn't there a good doctor? ”

After hearing this, the doctor said ashamedly: "My lord, my medical skills are not good, and I am really ashamed that I can't share my worries and solve problems for adults." ”

"Forget it, I can't blame you either."

"My lord, although my medical skills are not good and I can't solve my problems, my master is very good at medicine, and any incurable diseases will be solved as long as they reach his hands. It just so happens that my master came to Pengcheng yesterday, as long as I go to find my master and invite him here, I believe that it will not be long before Mi Gongzi will wake up from his coma. ”

Zhang Yan hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for, go and invite your master over!" ”

"Yes, sir."

Zhang Yan looked at the doctor's distant back and sighed softly. In fact, modern medicine generally uses blood transfusion to deal with patients who have lost too much blood. But at this time, it was in ancient times, and there were no utensils for blood transfusion, even if Zhang Yan could think of a method of blood transfusion, he could not implement it.

He waited quietly in the palace, and after about half an hour, the doctor arrived with an old man with a childish face.

"Old man, meet your lord!" As soon as the old man saw Zhang Yan, he immediately saluted.

Zhang Yan couldn't wait to step forward, grabbed the old man's arm, turned around and left: "Come with me!" ”

If it weren't for the old man's sharp legs and feet, Zhang Yan would have pulled the old man to the ground like this.

Zhang Yan pulled the old man and walked towards Mi Fang's house, and saw Mi Zhen still lying on the edge of the bed, and her sadness was indescribable. He also ignored Mi Zhen, walked to Mi Fang's couch, and said to the old man, "Is there a way to revive him?" ”

The old man just glanced at Mi Fang casually, and said, "On the way here, the old man has already heard the recalcitrant say that the patient is caused by excessive blood loss. The only feasible way is to replenish blood with blood. ”

"Blood for blood?" After Zhang Yan heard this, he suddenly became interested, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's just to make up for the patient's lost blood." The old man said.

"You mean, give him a blood transfusion?" Zhang Yan's jaw was about to fall out in surprise, he never thought that on this shijie, someone would actually think of a blood transfusion method.

"Blood transfusion? Well, you're not wrong about that. ”

Zhang Yan saw that the old man didn't bring anything when he came, so he asked again: "But you didn't bring anything, and there is nothing for you to transfusion......

"Hehe, Fan, take out what I asked you to find." The old man said to the doctor who brought him.

"It's Master." Fan A responded, and then took out a goose feather from his body and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the goose feather and said to Zhang Yan, "My lord, borrow your saber and use it." ”

Zhang Yan drew his knife out, and the bright saber lit up in front of him.

The old man asked Zhang Yan to use a knife to cut off the ends of the goose feathers obliquely, and a slender goose feather tube with a tip appeared in front of Zhang Yan's eyes.

"Okay, let's use this to replenish the patient's blood. However, when replenishing blood, it is necessary to find a few people with the same blood as the patient, each person takes some blood and injects it into the patient's body, and within an hour, the patient will gradually recover his blood color and wake up. The old man said.

Zhang Yan listened to what the old man said, and thought that the so-called blood phase should be the blood type. After all, blood transfusion cannot be indiscriminately transfused, and it is necessary to find the same blood type, only in this way can the two types of blood be fused together without rejection.

He looked down at Mi Zhen, who was holding Mi Fang's hand tightly, if it comes to blood type, Mi Zhen is the most suitable candidate, after all, they are brothers and sisters, the same father and mother, and the blood type is the most similar person.

But he was afraid that Mi Zhen's thin body would not be able to withstand such a toss, after all, the medical conditions were limited, and if the blood transfusion failed, Mi Zhen would also be harmed.

"Then how can you tell if the blood is the same?" Zhang Yan asked.

The old man said: "It's very simple, just let me test it." Lord Lao Fu called ten strong men to come, and I had to test their blood myself, and then I could carry out the method of replenishing blood with blood. ”

Zhang Yan immediately went to call ten relatives to come over, and according to the old man's instructions, each person dropped one or two drops of blood in the bowl full of water, and then the old man cut Mi Fang's fingers and dripped Mi Fang's blood into ten different bowls.

As long as the blood in the bowl can be fused together, or can basically be fused, it proves that the blood is similar, and the blood can be replenished with blood.

After waiting for a while, it turned out that among the ten people, none of them could be fused with Mi Fang's blood.

Zhang Yan frowned, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the old man with the mentality of trying it out, "Try mine, right?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "It's okay, let's try your luck, if it really doesn't work, then you can only find someone else." ”

So, Zhang Yan cut his finger with a knife and dripped a drop of his own blood into a bowl full of water. Then, he dripped Mi Fang's blood into it.

After waiting for a while, the blood of the two people was completely fused together.

The old man was also overjoyed, and he was finally happy that he had found a suitable blood transfusion, and he said to Zhang Yan: "My lord, can we start now?" ”

Zhang Yan nodded, and the old man began to retreat left and right, leaving only his apprentice Fan A to assist him, and began to replenish Mi Fang's blood with blood.

I saw that the old man was holding a goose feather tube, first aimed at one of Mi Fang's veins, and then took Zhang Yan's arm, aimed the tip of the goose feather tube at the veins on his arm, and prick it hard, connecting the blood of the two people.

The old man stretched out his two fingers and clicked several acupoints on Mi Fang and Zhang Yan's bodies respectively. Then, the old man slapped Zhang Yan's back with his palm, and Zhang Yan suddenly felt an invisible thrust in his body, pushing his blood outward continuously, flowing down the goose feather tube into Mi Fang's body......