Duan Wenjun made a prompt decision and sent someone to send Ma Xinyuan into the side room.
Then he kicked everyone else out.
Only Cuiping and Xiao Xingzi were left guarding there.
Moreover, he also gave the two of them a task.
That is, pouring alcohol into every corner of the room.
After the instructions were given, he walked out of the room.
In his hand was a small bowl of blood from Ma Xinyuan's arm.
Blood transfusion was the only way to treat Ma Xinyuan and save his leg.
However, there was no test strip reagent for blood type testing, so he had no choice but to give it a try.
When even a master of detoxification like Yuan Gungun felt powerless, he could only rely on himself.
If he fights and still has a chance to win, Ma Xinyuan can get his leg and his life back.
If he doesn't fight, Ma Xinyuan will definitely die.
To increase the success rate of this fight, he at least needed to ensure that they were hemolytic.
He asked Gu Hongfu to find two fresh sheep bladders and a small silver tube.
The silver tube must be as thin as possible.
Fresh sheep bladders must not be broken.
It is then cleaned, rinsed and soaked with alcohol.
In everyone's surprised eyes, he began to collect everyone's blood.
However, he was not in a hurry to ask everyone to donate blood. Instead, he mixed everyone's blood in pairs and observed them together.
Looking at the dozen small bowls in front of him, no one knew what he was doing.
Everyone was very curious, but no one dared to ask.
Even Yuan Gungun looked at him curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.
At this moment, Duan Wenjun was staring nervously at the blood in the bowl without even raising his head.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the small bowl on the table.
Afraid of making any noise and disturbing him.
No one noticed that at some point, Wang Yuanqing stood behind the crowd with a white-haired old man.
Wang Yuanqing moved his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by the white-haired old man waving his hand.
After a while, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Duan Wenjun's face.
He has taken blood samples from more than a dozen people and mixed them two by two to observe the reaction.
But they discovered that the blood of Huo Xingwen and Zhao Xiaowu seemed to be able to fuse with the blood of everyone else.
Naturally, their blood and Ma Xinyuan's blood also merged together.
In other words, it is very likely that the two of them have type O blood and are the most suitable people for blood transfusions.
At this time, Gu Hongfu also came back.
He brought back two sheep bladders that had been cleaned and treated with alcohol.
However, the small silver tube Duan Wenjun requested was not found.
Duan Wenjun's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed, he stared at Gu Hongfu and shouted, "We are such a big Duanjiabao, but we can't find such a thing?"
This was the first time that Gu Hongfu saw the young master become so angry after waking up.
However, he was also very aggrieved in his heart.
The people in Duanjiabao are not very wealthy, and not many people have silver jewelry at home.
However, Duan Wenjun wanted some silver jewelry, but he wanted a small silver tube.
It is not very easy to make a small tube in a silver needle.
How could Duanjiabao find such a thing?
Just when Duan Wenjun was so worried, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, "I have a pair of hollow silver needles here. I wonder if I can use them?"
"Hollow silver needle?" Duan Wenjun was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked up and saw a white-haired old man handing over a sheepskin bag.
Seeing the old man, he couldn't help but froze slightly.
Although this old man's hair and beard are completely white, his complexion is extremely good and his face is rosy.
It's just that I don't seem to know him.
How come he is here?
However, saving Ma Xinyuan is the most critical thing at this moment.
He couldn't care less about it.
Duan Wenjun said thank you and took the cowhide bag.
When I opened it, I saw a dozen silver needles of various sizes inside, all of which were hollow.
He was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly said thank you to the old man, and then left with Huo Xingwen and Zhao Xiaowu.
Just in case, he confirmed again that the two of them were still fused when their blood dripped together.
He asked the two of them to stretch out their arms, and also used the thickest hollow silver needle to draw their blood into the sheep's bladder.
Then, he hurriedly took it to the side room.
A simple blood transfusion system has been completed.
When Duan Wenjun hung up the sheep bladder filled with blood, he slowly injected it into Ma Xinyuan's body along the silver needle at one end.
Duan Wenjun began to squeeze the wound on Ma Xinyuan's leg again.
Thick black blood flowed out from the wound again.
Duan Wenjun finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched it slowly become no longer sticky and the color gradually became brighter.
Moreover, it seems that he has made the right move.
Because when the blood was injected into Ma Xinyuan's body, nothing wrong was found for the time being.
If this continues, if nothing happens, the poisonous blood in his body can be replaced.
Duan Wenjun was busy in the room. Wang Yuanqing, who had just returned from going to the toilet, looked at Hua Tuo next to him with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, what on earth do you think Duan Wenjun is doing?"
Hua Tuo frowned and stared in the direction of the ear room without moving, as if he was deep in thought.
Judging from Duan Wenjun's actions, he should have chosen to operate on the injured.
However, Hua Tuo didn't understand.
Since it is not very easy to create this operation yourself.
Moreover, I tried it several times, but it was not very successful.
Seeing that Wenjun is so young, how could he feel so skilled?
Besides, why do you need sheep bladders and hollow silver needles?
Could it be that he wanted to use the legendary blood exchange method?
There seems to be something wrong with this.
Hua Tuo walked gently to the door and took a secret look inside.
He frowned slightly when he saw the blood bag hanging on Ma Xinyuan's bedside.
Over the years, Huatuo has actually undergone many surgeries.
He has also studied the problem of blood.
However, no progress has been made.
Unexpectedly, I saw this scene in this section of the castle today.
Does the method of blood exchange really exist?
He couldn't help but walked to the door. As he was looking inside, Duan Wenjun's roar rang out, "So and so and so, what are you doing in here? This is a sterile space. You are not disinfected. Get out quickly."
Hua Tuo doesn’t know what a sterile space is, nor does he know what disinfection is.
However, when he wanted to explain, he was pushed out by Duan Xiaoxing.
Then, he was surprised to see Yuan Gonggun walking in.
However, before entering the room, Duan Xiaoxing scooped out some liquid from the jar and sprayed it all over his body.
Hua Tuo seemed to understand that this might be the disinfection they were talking about.
After Yuan Gungun went in, he looked at Ma Xinyuan's wounds, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Then, he opened the medicine box and started to get busy.
I don't know how long it took, but Ma Xinyuan suddenly let out a long sigh.
There was even a slight moaning sound.
He could actually feel a little pain in his feet.
Although it was very slight, for Duan Wenjun, this was at least a signal.
It proved that he made the right move this time and won the bet.
Finally, it worked.
I don’t know how long it took, but the crowd had dispersed.
Only a few of them were left in the room, still waiting quietly.
Ma Xinyuan's energy slowly recovered. He stared at Duan Wenjun and said, "Young master, I have finished surveying that area. The minerals are much richer than imagined, and the iron content is also very good."
After speaking, his thin face showed a happy smile.
