"How is that possible?!" Zhu Zhanji couldn't believe it, the shock on his face was ten times heavier than learning the news of the fall of the capital.

Yes, that's Yao Guangxiao, who is half human and half god! In this world, he is the only one who kills others, how can anyone else kill him!

But Yao Guangxiao died......

"Speaking of which, I hurt Master Yao." Wang Xian sighed and said bitterly: "Before they launched, I hid in Qingshou Temple, thinking that the gods didn't know the ghosts, but I didn't expect that people would have been eyeing them for a long time." On the day of the incident, they suddenly surrounded Qingshou Temple......"

Wang Xian told Zhu Zhanji what happened that day: "...... After we escaped from the secret passage, we heard an explosion that shook the ground and shook the mountain, and the entire Qingshou Temple was razed to the ground......"

"......" Listening to Wang Xian's words, Zhu Zhanji still maintained that shocked expression. This is not surprising, after all, what happened that day was so terrifying.

After Wang Xian finished talking for a long time, Zhu Zhanji came back to his senses and said quietly: "How can this be? ”

"Your Highness, the matter has come to this, let's face it." Wang Xian said with a solemn face: "There is no time to sigh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Zhenjiang City will not be able to support it for long!" ”

"Yes!" With a bang, Zhu Zhanji punched hard! The huge pain brought him to his senses, his face regained his usual resoluteness, and he said in a deep voice: "Let the horse come!" After speaking, his eyes fell on Zhu Di......

At this time, the arrow on Zhu Di's body has been taken off, and a monk named Xinyu is bandaging him, looking at the terrifying appearance of the emperor's grandfather with blood all over his body, Zhu Zhanji asked in a low voice: "How is it?!" ”

"Luckily, fortunately." Monk Xinyu said slowly while skillfully bandaging the wound.

"Thankfully what?!"

"Fortunately, the arrow is not poisonous, fortunately, it missed an inch," Xinyu said: "If it is a little more positive, it will shoot to the heart." ”

"My imperial grandfather is really blessed!" Zhu Zhanji shook Wang Xian excitedly, and said with excitement on his face: "Great! That's great! ”

"yes, yes." Wang Xian also smiled. Zhu Zhanji is so excited, it is really normal, except for the love of ancestors and grandchildren, from a realistic level, if Zhu Di really dies like this, they will be completely finished! Although Zhu Zhanji has the identity of a grandson, those princes and ministers weighed the situation and stood by the two brothers of Zhao and Han.

This account is very simple, as soon as the emperor dies, there is no one in the world who can control the king of Han! Those noble generals will not give the prince a funeral!

This is also the real reason why Zhu Zhanji didn't dare to go back! He was afraid that once Zhu Di died, he would be killed by the third uncle! Even as long as Zhu Di is unconscious, King Zhao will find a way to let Zhu Di die......

It can be said that his poor grandson has fallen into a desperate situation! If you want to save the day, there is only one way, and that is to let Zhu Di live, and you have to wake up as much as possible!

When Zhu Zhanji was overjoyed, the words behind Monk Xinyu were like a basin of cold water, and he poured it on his head: "However, the emperor has lost too much blood, and I am afraid that it is still more auspicious ......and less auspicious."

"Ahh Zhu Zhanji was like a duck that had been choked by the neck, he froze there all of a sudden, and asked in a trembling voice: "The master must have a way to save my imperial grandfather?!" ”

"Nope." Xinyu shook her head very sincerely: "No matter how good the gold sore medicine is, it can only speed up the healing of the wound, and it can't make up for the emperor's blood." ”

"What about the tonic?!" Zhu Zhanji shouted like grasping a life-saving straw: "I have a thousand-year-old shouwu and a thousand-year-old ginseng!" It's all a tonic for the decision. ”

"The tonic is the qi and blood," Xinyu said to the grandson, "It is different from the blood of the body." Saying that, Xinyu sighed and said: "In this case, you can only rely on the injured person's own physique to resist it." ”

"My imperial grandfather is fierce and fierce," Zhu Zhanji hissed, "I must be able to bear it!" ”

"It's hard." Xinyu ruthlessly shattered the last hope of the grandson, and said quietly: "The emperor is now in a fainting, his pulse is gradually weakening, and his body temperature is also dropping...... The situation is clearly deteriorating. ”

"Then you're a good fart!" Zhu Zhanji finally broke out and yelled at the Xinyu monk.

"If the arrow is poisonous, or if the shot is a little right, the emperor will already die." Xinyu said with a natural expression: "How can you not lose your breath until now?" ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhu Zhanji was dizzy and was about to draw his sword.

"You can't beat me." Xinyu was a little angry, and said why is this person like this, I worked hard to treat his grandfather, not only did I thank him, but I also took revenge. No wonder the master said that a companion is like a tiger, although this guy is the grandson, he is also a dangerous little tiger.

"Let's give the emperor a blood transfusion!" Zhu Zhanji saw that he was completely out of control, and Wang Xian's voice sounded.

"Uh......" Zhu Zhanji stopped moving, looked at Wang Xian slowly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, such a simple way!" ”

Wang Xian smiled bitterly, and before he could speak, he heard Xinyu say categorically: "No, it will kill someone!" ”

"Oh?" This time it was Wang Xian's turn to be surprised, he looked at Monk Xinyu and said, "Do you know this method?!" ”

"Hmm." Xinyu said: "Back then, when the master led the troops to fight, I was the doctor in the army. Seeing that many soldiers were dying of blood loss despite their hands and feet being intact, I thought about it for a while, and I also thought of this method, so I made a real thing on the four wounded. ”

"The result?" Zhu Zhanji asked.

"At first it was all better, but then it was very painful to die." Xinyu chanted the Buddha's horn and said: "Amitabha, it can be seen that one person's blood is another person's poison. ”

"Ah......" Zhu Zhanji was extremely disappointed.

"That's because you're out of luck." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "The four wounded are not matched by blood type!" ”

"Blood type?!" Monk Xinyu stared at a pair of knowledge-seeking eyes, "What do you mean, is there still a type of blood?!" ”

"Not bad." Wang Xian nodded and said: "There are several kinds of human blood, and the same blood type can match, if you lose different blood types, the body will be rejected." ”

"I see!" Monk Xinyu said sincerely: "No wonder the master values the junior brother so much, it turns out that the junior brother is an omniscient sage!" ”

"Haha! I'll just say it! How can there be a rare defeat of Wang Zhongde in this world! Zhu Zhanji excitedly put his arm around Wang Xian and asked excitedly: "So, how can I tell my imperial grandfather's ...... What about blood type? ”

"Uh......" Wang Xian was stunned.

Everyone thought that 'Wang Da understood' and was thinking, and they didn't dare to gasp. After a long time, a blade of grass was blown by the wind in front of everyone, Wang Xian sighed and said, "I don't know ......"

Everyone fell to the ground with their brushes.

Wang Xian looked apologetically, because the love fluctuated too much, and His Royal Highness Taisun, who shed two lines of tears, sighed and said: "The blood type is indeed a thing, it's just a way to distinguish it, I don't know." In fact, Fang Cai's silence was not deliberately tricked. Instead, he was thinking that if he could use the elimination method to find out the universal blood donor of 'O' type blood from many people, he could save Zhu Di's life.

But after rehearsing it in his mind a few times, he gave up, this method was too cruel, not to mention sacrificing a lot of lives, and it was not something that could be figured out in three days or two. Looking at Zhu Di's bearish appearance, it is a question of whether he can survive tonight, and he can't wait for that time!

So Wang Xian simply confessed.

"And what do you say it's for?" Zhu Zhanji actually laughed, it was a bitter smile after being hit and in despair.

"I mean," Wang Xian sighed, "give it a try, and you're always two or three percent sure." If you don't try, you'll have no hope at all. ”

"That's right." Xinyu said: "If the theory of the blood type of the junior brother is true, there is indeed a ...... The possibility of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse. ”

"It's not rough." Wang Xian looked at Zhu Zhanji and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, this is just my Jianyì, whether you want a blood transfusion or not, you have to decide?!" ”

"Did I decide?!" Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "Can we afford to suffer from sin?!" ”

"That's nothing," Wang Xian glanced at Gao Tianliuyun and said lightly: "It's nothing more than two results, success or failure." If we succeed, we can turn the tables around. If it fails, it will not be worse than the situation at the moment. ”

"That's right......" Zhu Zhanji's eyes straightened, and he said in his heart Such a simple account, how can I not figure it out? ! Seeing that the emperor's breath is getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid there is no miracle. At this time, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and the doctor earns money when he lives, but he can't pay anything if he dies. His mouth was bitter and his heart trembled, "We can only try!" ”

"Then ......" Monk Xinyu looked at the crowd in the field: "Whose blood is it that you lose?" "There is no shortage of fierce men here, but who knows which one can match the emperor.

"Of course it's me!" Zhu Zhanji felt that his question was ridiculous, the emperor's grandfather was a true dragon emperor, and he also had his blood flowing in his body, only his own blood could be worthy of him! How can the blood of ordinary people be done?!

"Your Highness is indeed the most suitable." Wang Xian agreed. Purely considering the blood relationship between the two, he thinks that it is the most likely to be matched. And looking at the personality and style of these two masters, they are like carved out of a mold, and they are likely to have the same blood type...... bar.

Anyway, it's a matter of luck, of course, you have to choose the one with the most hope!

The two people with the highest status had the same opinion, and the Xinyu monk began to prepare for a blood transfusion. Although he failed in the real yàn of that year, he mastered the method of blood transfusion.

When Xinyu was ready, Zhu Zhanji pulled Wang Xian aside, his dark face turned slightly pale, and asked in a low voice: "I said, I won't also lose too much blood, hang up, right?" ”

"Blood donation is good for your health." Wang Xian comforted him and said, "I'll watch, I won't let you have anything to do." ”

"That's good, that's good." Only then did Zhu Zhanji breathe a sigh of relief.

"If you're really worried, just let me come......" Wang Xian was blood type O in his last life, but who can say for sure in this life?

"I'll do it anyway." Zhu Zhanji sighed and whispered: "If the imperial grandfather really wakes up and knows that I didn't give him a blood transfusion, he will definitely abolish me." ”

"Hey......" Wang Xianxin said too, this is the sorrow of being a grandson to the emperor.