At the port of Naha, there was a British merchant ship with the largest tonnage. It was obviously the dead of night when the sailors were sleeping, but the merchant ship was brightly lit, and there were people on the deck. The entire merchant ship was on high alert.
Xiao Letian stood on the bow of the ship and stared worriedly at the unquiet Naha Port, calling the messenger from time to time to issue orders one after another. Next to him was the captain of the merchant ship, who also prepared a bottle of treasured vintage wine for Xiao Letian.
"Mr. Xiao, have a glass of wine and relax. You have already controlled the political situation in Ryukyu. You can survive the riots. This little disturbance is nothing now... Don't you Chinese have a proverb? You can't dig in the gutter. Boat……"
Xiao Letian laughed when he heard his broken Chinese. He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. "Haha, there is a problem with your understanding. Sometimes boats can capsize in the gutter... Just like the Japan you see now. Comparing Japan and the Qing Dynasty, who do you think is stronger and who is weaker?"
The British captain was stunned, 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 Dynasty was a hundred times larger than Japan. Japan had no advantage in terms of population or resources. This Do you still need to ask this kind of question?"
"Haha, look, it's because of this kind of thinking that people can easily capsize in the gutter. This little Japan is not simple. If the Qing Dynasty doesn't work hard, this small gutter can capsize the broken ship of the Qing Dynasty... …”
At this moment, a man in a white coat suddenly ran up from the cabin. He took off his mask as he walked, "Mr. Xiao, the operation has been completed, and the lead bullet has been removed. Fortunately, it was stuck in the ribs and did not damage the internal organs... …But the most dangerous part now is that there is too much blood loss, and we can only pray for God’s blessing…”
The one who came up was the British doctor Buck, who was admired by all foreigners. He was a very experienced surgeon and had served as a military doctor for the British army in the Crimean War. With him treating Sakamoto Ryoma, Xiao Letian felt relieved. a lot of.
"Mr. Buck, why don't you have a blood transfusion if you lose too much blood? Don't you have the tools for a 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 actually know the blood transfusion technology that is not currently popular?"
Buck seemed to have met a close friend, "Yes, blood transfusion technology was indeed studied first by British doctors. Even in 1818, British doctors gave blood transfusions to pregnant women who had lost excessive blood. However, blood transfusion technology has never been mature. It seems that Just as God doesn’t want to tell us the secret of blood, the chance of successful blood transfusion is not high..."
"This is a kind of treatment similar to gambling. The successful ones will recover very quickly, while the losers will have no possibility of being treated again..."
Xiao Letian suddenly slapped his forehead. He remembered that the study of blood transfusions preceded the study of blood types in human history. Xiao Letian can't remember exactly which year humans discovered blood types, but in his mind it must have been more than 1900, so no one today knows the secret of blood types.
"Dr. Buck, I am willing to perform a blood transfusion for Sakamoto Ryoma. Ryoma-kun's life and death are related to millions of lives. He must live..."
"Sir, you are crazy!" Before Dr. Buck could speak, Shi Dakai, Xiang Shaolong and other officers jumped up first. "No, absolutely not. How can you give your blood to the Japanese? This blood is lost." , you can’t make it up in the future, absolutely not…”
Xiao Letian looked at the clamoring men. He knew that these people were really doing good for him, but he knew his own body well. Xiao Letian had donated blood many times before time travel. Type O blood was originally a universal blood transducer, and Xiao Letian Lotte knows that a normal person's donation of two to three hundred milliliters a year will be beneficial to their health.
It's a pity that ancient people didn't understand this. When they heard that Xiao Letian wanted to use his own blood to save the Japanese, they all turned red with anxiety and wished they could do it themselves.
Not only the Chinese, but also the Japanese were moved. Swordsman masters Noheita and Shoheitaro fell to their knees on the deck, with tears filling their eyes with excitement: "Sir, you are so kind, it really makes us Japanese people ashamed..." Sir, please don’t use your blood. You can use our blood as you wish, and you will die without regrets..."
After saying this, the two Japanese men knelt down in front of Dr. Buck, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged for their blood to be drawn. Please come to more and faster chapters.
Xiao Letian was angry and funny, but he still had to continue acting. He said with a straight face, "I gave Ryoma Sakamoto's blood not just for him, but also to save the soul of this nation... None of you can replace me, I have to do this myself..."
After saying this, Xiao Letian stared at Shi Dakai with bright eyes, "They don't understand my feelings, don't you even understand?" After saying that, he stared at King Yi's eyes, and Shi Dakai sweated on his forehead at the last glance.
"That's all, that's all! I hope the Japanese nation still has a human heart, and I hope your blood can warm these stone hearts..."
Buck was also moved 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. This matter was not just a simple blood transfusion.
"Well, since the Prime Minister strongly requested it, I can only do it reluctantly. I will arrange the tools..." After saying that, Buck turned and left.
The British captain and sailors were also excited. Xiao Letian's heroic move was admired by all mankind. The excited captain with tears in his eyes suddenly shouted, "Children, bring up my camera, I want to record this history." A scene..."
In the tidy cabin, Ryoma Sakamoto was lying in a state of anger. Xiao Letian thought he had fallen asleep, but he found that Ryoma's eyes were moving and he was still conscious. Update as soon as possible
The entire cabin was filled with bright candlesticks, and hundreds of candles illuminated the temporary operating room brightly. Dr. Buck was busy working nervously.
Xiao Letian is now lying on a high hammock. There is a natural height difference between his body and Sakamoto Ryoma. Through the connection of the rubber hose, the blood will automatically flow into Sakamoto Ryoma's body through the hose.
All preparations were in place. Buck suppressed his excitement and said softly, "Prime Minister, I'm going to use a hollow needle to pierce your blood vessel. It may hurt a little..." Xiao Letian smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter. This is comparable to the battlefield." It’s much easier to fight, I trust your medical skills.”
When the hollow needle pierced Xiao Letian's vein and purple-red blood gushed out, the entire operating room including the soldiers guarding outside cried. All the Chinese, Ryukyu natives, and the Japanese all knelt down. . In the thinking of the ancients, if a person is willing to use the blood of his father and mother to save another person's life, this noble morality can be called a saint.
"Mr. Xiao... the saint has reappeared... the living Bodhisattva... wu wu wu..." Everyone, including Wing King Shi Dakai, could not hold back their excitement, and tears rolled down their cheeks. Look at Noheita and Shoheitaro again. These two Japanese have kowtowed so hard that they almost fainted. There is blood on their foreheads.
The tragic atmosphere moved foreigners. At this time, the Western medical community did not understand the secrets of blood types. Blood transfusion treatment itself had a very strong mysterious aura. Some people said it was a miracle from God, and some said it was from the devil. Spells. But there is one thing that everyone admires. Xiao Letian can donate his own blood to save others. This noble character is absolutely unquestionable.
The captain manipulated the vertical camera and clicked the shutter regardless of the cost. He was an amateur photographer, and he had also contributed to the Times of London. The captain firmly believed that if such touching photos were sent to London, they would definitely move the entire gentleman class.
Blood finally dripped out from the other end of the hose. At this time, there was no air in the hose. Buck accurately inserted the bleeding hollow needle into Sakamoto Ryoma's blood vessel. I don't know if it stung him, but Ryoma Sakamoto's chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes.
The news that Xiao Letian used his own blood to save the Japanese envoy quickly spread throughout the foreign fleet. The sailors and merchants from the West were all shocked. Among these merchant ships, there were many missionaries who came from Europe. I don’t know where they were. One of them took the lead in singing, and beautiful songs praising Christ began to float on the sea. They were praying for Xiao Letian and Sakamoto Ryoma.
The singing gradually became continuous, and countless sailors and businessmen also joined in. By the end of the song, even Xiao Letian was moved by him, and tears came out of his nose.
Just when everyone on the sea was sighing for Xiao Letian's feat, the person who made the scenery look bad appeared. A messenger ran up to the deck and said, "Report to your lord, the evil Eight Lang has once again provoked a riot. They kept saying that we are going to They massacred the city in self-defense... Oh my God! My lord, what are you..." As soon as the order soldier looked up, he saw a scene that terrified him, and he subconsciously drew his knife to protect the lord.
"Stop, your Excellency is using your own blood to save the life of the Japanese envoy. Do you want to kill Your Excellency..." Xiao Hexin grabbed the wrist where he drew the knife and said sternly, but in the middle of the sentence, tears rolled out again.
The orderly soldier also cried. He kicked his feet and cursed, "Do these Japanese beasts still have a human heart..."
At this time, Ohachiro grabbed Shoheitaro and shouted, "Pirates, assemble immediately! You have all seen all this. If we don't wash away the infamy, then our Japanese nation will never be able to get ahead and will be ruined by this Everyone in the world is scolding me... rush up with me and kill those evil spirits in hell, Japan is a shame!"
Evil Eight Lang and his pirates have always been directly under Xiao Letian, and no one else can really order them. This group of people is screaming to join the war, and no one can stop it except Xiao Letian. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred people can stop them. The pirates followed Noheita's footsteps and rushed towards the dock.
Xiao Letian quickly gave the order to the messenger: "It is forbidden to use all firearms. Everyone is to defend the formation. The Japanese are not allowed to flee, nor are they allowed to cause large-scale casualties...Hold on, hold on until I show up..."
Xiao Letian looked down at the slowly flowing blood in front of him and recalled 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 holding on for an hour without firearms, but the problem is what to do with casualties? Xiao Letian was really distressed.
Suddenly Sakamoto Ryoma spoke, and he said in a weak voice, "Lift me... lift me out, I will suppress them..." Unfortunately, his energy was too weak now, and after saying these two words, his eyesight went dark and he collapsed. On the operating table.
Xiao Letian looked at everyone in the room and said firmly, "One hour of blood transfusion must be guaranteed for one hour... If you still listen to me, then lead your brothers to the front line and hold the position until I Appear... Naha does not need to bleed any more, use our actual actions to break the rumors..."
"Blood can not only increase hatred, I firmly believe that it can also dissolve hatred!"
