Blood sampling

  This woman has really gone mad.

  Lan Jiuqing's eyes widened in shock. At this time, this woman still had the mood to worry about her precious hair, it was really...

  Lan Jiuqing silently looked towards the roof, he began to doubt Su Wenqing's words and also doubted his own judgment.

  Is this Feng Qingchen really special? Can she really save him? Is he resorting to any means to cure his illness?

  Perhaps Feng Qingchen is indeed different from others, but shouldn't that be a unique kind of foolishness?

  Feng Qingchen didn't hesitate and took advantage of Lan Jiuqing's distraction to inject the anesthetic.

  The fine needle pierced the skin, and the cold **entered the body along the needle. Lan Jiuqing moved, and reflexively dodged while stretching out his hand to hit Feng Qingchen.

  Feng Qingchen was already prepared and pressed down on Lan Jiuqing with one hand, her upper body tilted to the side, barely avoiding him.

  "Stay still, I won't harm you. Since you chose to find me, then trust me and put your life in my hands, you won't regret it."

  As a doctor, she has this confidence and must have this confidence. Only when doctors are confident in saving lives can patients be confident in holding on.

  "Don't play smart with me, I have a thousand ways to make you wish you were dead." Under Feng Qingchen's serious tone, Lan Jiuqing cooperated and quieted down.

  Before long, the anesthetic was injected, Feng Qingchen put the syringe into his sleeve and looked at Lan Jiuqing, silently counting in his heart.

  Ten

  Nine

  Eight

  ……

  "What... did you just give me?" Lan Jiuqing said sternly, but somehow it sounded like he was lacking in momentum.

  There was no way, at this time Lan Jiuqing lay on the ground, unable to move, the anesthetic had taken effect, his consciousness began to scatter, and he could no longer focus.

  "Ma Fei San." Feng Qingchen said cooperatively, with a "who, me?" expression.

  "Impossible." Lan Jiuqing denied without hesitation.

  To avoid being poisoned, he was fed various poisons and anesthetics from a young age. His resistance to poison and anesthesia is hundreds of times stronger than that of ordinary people, and Mazhui San has no effect on him at all.

  "This is an improved version, with a stronger medicinal effect and better results. Don't glare at me, Su Wenqing is still here, my life is also in your hands, rest assured, I wouldn't dare to do anything to you, giving you the Mabushi San is for your own good."

  "The wound on your body is at the heart, when I dig out the arrowhead, you just need to move slightly, and it's possible to be life-threatening. Since I saved you, I must save you thoroughly, and absolutely do not allow anything to happen to you." Feng Qingchen said with a very serious tone.

  Only she herself understood that she was afraid, afraid that the masked man would see her "weird" healing techniques and take her for a witch, then send her to be burned at the stake.

  In order to prevent such a thing from happening, she had no choice but to give Lan Jiuqing an injection of the largest dose of anesthetic.

  That anesthetic is strong enough to knock out a large elephant.

  She didn't believe it, but Lan Jiuqing insisted.

  Hmph, I'll let you pull me, I'll drive me crazy, one shot of anesthesia will settle it.

  Feng Qingchen's eyes gleamed with a hint of evil intent.

  "Women, you're looking for death." Lan Jiuqing's anger ignited, and he mobilized his internal energy to break through the suppression of the anesthetic. He picked up a nearby sword, disregarding his injuries, and charged towards Feng Qingchen.

  Fortunately, Feng Qing was quick-witted and hastily jumped up, sticking close to the wall.

  "Hey hey hey, don't mess around, I'm not from Xiamen University..."

  Lan Jiuqing was already seriously injured, and with the anesthetic taking effect, he had the heart but not the strength.

  With a loud clang, the sword fell beside him, and he himself collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

  Feng Qing let out a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and comforted her frightened heart with a serious expression:

  "I didn't mean to harm you, as a doctor... uh, physician, I have my sense of responsibility and principles, so you can rest assured on this point, I absolutely will not play with the patient's life."

  Lan Jiuqing didn't believe it at all and tried to raise the sword in his hand.

  Feng Qingchen was startled and smiled hastily, saying: "I'm telling you, don't move around randomly, or the wound will tear open and bleed excessively, leading to death. I definitely won't be responsible for that."

  As a doctor, she hated patients who didn't take care of themselves.

  If you don't care about your own life and death, how can you expect a doctor to save you?

  Besides, Feng Qingchen's medicine is so precious, it's the only one in this space-time, once used up, there won't be any more. I was kind enough to give it to him, but he still yelled at me.

  "Hum, what a waste of medical resources!"

  Feng Qingchen gazed at Lan Jiu's eyes, which had lost their focus, and a hint of complacency flashed across them.

  No matter how crazy you are, no matter what you pull, in front of a doctor, everyone is equal.

  Three...

  Two...

  Feng Qingchen silently counted in her heart.

  One...

  Fall down.

  Dong...

  "Feng Qingchen, I remember you." Blue Jiujing gritted his teeth and said before he fell unconscious.

  Even if he was extremely unhappy, he couldn't resist the effect of the drug and fainted.

  "Finally fell." Feng Qingchen shook his head: "The more powerful a man is, the more troublesome he is. I hate dealing with guys like you who look like they're not easy to mess with at first glance."

  Feng Qing dusted off the front, borrowing the light of the night pearl to carefully examine it. Only after confirming that Lan Jiuqing had indeed fainted did she truly breathe a sigh of relief.

  Before Su Wenqing arrived, Feng Qingchen lightly pressed and activated the intelligent medical kit.

  Smart medical pack, start doing a full-body scan for Lan Jiuqing.

  "Beep beep beep..."

  Soon, the intelligent medical package displayed the test results, and Feng Qingchen lowered her head to take a look.

  The smart medical package shows that this man is very healthy from head to toe, with no other diseases and no genetic disease history.

  The wound is 3mm away from the left heart, needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise there will be concerns about life. At the same time, the smart medical package reminds that the patient's body temperature is too high and attention should be paid to wound inflammation.

  "It's not a serious injury, it looks like just a minor surgery." Feng Qingchen's anxious heart finally settled.

  She knew clearly that if she didn't help this man in black clothes with a silver face treat his wound properly, Su Wenqing would definitely kill her.

  She got up, stuck to the wall of the stone room and listened for a while. After making sure Su Wenqing hadn't returned, Feng Qingchen took out equipment from the smart medical kit and drew blood from Lan Jiuqin for testing.

  The test results came out quickly, Lan Jiuqing was type O blood, Feng Qingchen didn't need to worry at all, this man would die from lack of blood.

  The patient's blood type is very important. If the test results show that Lan Jiuqing is an extremely rare RH negative blood type, she would be willing to die for it.

  It's not that Feng Qingchu likes to daydream, but rather, she has encountered such things before.

  During the war in Afghanistan, she replaced a bullet for a soldier. The operation went very smoothly, but the soldier still died.

  The cause of death is: excessive bleeding.

  That soldier was RH negative blood type, and the blood bank didn't have any stock of that blood type. In the entire military camp of 30,000 people, not a single one had RH negative blood type. They could only watch as the soldier's life slipped away...

  At that moment, Feng Qingchen, who was used to seeing life and death, had tears streaming down her face as she finished the surgery.

  A vibrant life was lost due to 400cc of blood.

  So, seeing Lan Jiuqing's test results, Feng Qingchen was relieved, relieved that this man would not lose his life due to blood type issues.

  Looking at Blue Jiǔ Qīng lying motionless on the ground, Fèng Qīng Chén murmured:

  "Do you know? You're really lucky. Your wound is only 3 millimeters away from your heart. Even the most skilled Chinese doctor wouldn't dare to operate on it."

  "This injury, in ancient times when medical technology was backward, had a mortality rate of 80%. You're lucky to have met me, otherwise you would only have had a 20% chance of survival. It's not that traditional Chinese medicine is bad, it's just that traditional Chinese and Western medicine excel in different areas, with Western medicine being more skilled at treating external injuries."

  Just then, a very light footsteps came from the side of the ear, Feng Qingchen knew that Su Wenqing had arrived, and immediately put the relevant medical equipment back into the smart medical bag, squatted beside Lan Jiuqing, pretending to be busy...