"What are you still standing there for? Come here and draw your blood!" Seeing Deng Xue still kneeling on the ground, the prince frowned.
Deng Xue quickly looked up at the emperor, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she crawled to the table.
Although she was flustered, she did not forget the blood drawing procedure. After washing her hands, she quickly took out the blood type test card and said, "Your Highness, we need to check first to see if your blood type is compatible with the Empress."
The prince had already privately discussed some basic knowledge about blood types with the three imperial physicians.
Without the slightest doubt at this moment, he stretched out his hand and said, "Take the test!"
Although the prince looked calm on the surface, he was actually very panicked.
What if his blood type didn't match the Queen's? Like the Emperor, he didn't want the Queen to have the blood of the palace maids flowing in her body.
Soon, Deng Xue carefully took blood from the prince's fingertip and dripped it onto the monitoring card.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the small card. Even the palace maids kneeling on the ground subconsciously mustered up the courage to raise their heads a little.
The emperor was the most conflicted at this time. Although he did not want the prince to receive a blood transfusion, he and the queen had been childhood sweethearts and there was real love between them.
What's more, the assassin was attacking him, and it was the queen who blocked the knife for him. How could he let her get into trouble?
On one side is his beloved woman, and on the other side is the heir he has carefully cultivated. The emperor can't let go of either one!
The results of the blood type test came out quickly, and fortunately, the prince and the queen's blood types matched.
"Quick, draw my blood and send it to my mother." The prince said excitedly.
Just when everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, Deng Xue dropped another bombshell, "But Her Majesty has lost too much blood. Draining the Crown Prince's blood alone isn't enough!"
When the imperial doctors saw that the prince and the queen's blood types matched successfully, they were so happy that they even forgot such basic common sense.
The queen has lost so much blood. If the prince is the only one who needs blood transfusion, he will probably be drained dry.
"this……"
It seems that in order to save the queen, the blood of the palace maids must be used. Everyone subconsciously looked at the emperor, waiting for his decision.
The emperor was also in a dilemma, tightening and loosening his hands again.
"Why haven't you come yet?" Tian An's urging voice came again.
The emperor turned his head to look at the inner hall and closed his eyes in compromise. Just when he was about to give in.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and then two young men rushed in one after another.
Xiao Chen panted and quickly glanced at everyone present. Seeing that the Queen was not there, he was so anxious that he even forgot to pay his respects to the Emperor. He said, "I went to the General's Mansion to look for Tian An. The people there said that she came to the palace for emergency treatment. Who is she looking for? Where is the Queen Mother? Is she sick?"
Seeing everyone's solemn expressions, Xiao Chen frowned and asked, "What happened? What happened to Mother?"
Seeing that no one responded, he directly called Deng Xue's name: "Deng Xue, go ahead."
"The Empress was seriously injured and urgently needs a blood transfusion, but the Emperor and the Crown Prince do not want to use the blood of the palace maids."
After hearing this, Xiao Chen quickly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. "I'm type B. What's Mother's blood type? Take mine."
When Xiao Chen performed a craniotomy on Tian Mingwu last time, he heard about blood types and thought it was interesting, so he pestered Tian An to have his blood type tested as well. So he opened his mouth and told Tian An his blood type.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard Xiao Chen's blood type. Wei Yuanzheng said excitedly, "Yes, yes, the Queen's blood type is B."
Hearing that the Queen's blood was the same as his own, Xiao Chen quickly walked over to the chair next to the Crown Prince and sat down, "Hurry up and draw the blood! Mother is still waiting!"
Deng Xue did not delay any longer and quickly drew blood and sent it into the inner hall to provide emergency treatment for the queen.
The two brothers smiled at each other after having their blood drawn. They didn't expect that they had the same blood type.
Seeing that the situation had temporarily stabilized, Zhao Yiming, who came with Xiao Chen, had the opportunity to walk up to the emperor and pay his respects.
The queen got blood and Tian An treated her, so the emperor felt relieved. When he saw Zhao Yiming bowing, he patiently went to help him.
It was rare for her to smile when she spoke to him.
This made the imperial doctors and palace maids present very curious. Why would the emperor be so kind to a young man? Even if it was because Tian An had saved the queen, it wouldn't be a good thing!
However, although they were curious, they did not dare to ask questions blindly.
They are all old hands who have been in the palace for many years. The truth that curiosity kills the cat is deeply engraved in their bones.
So at this time, the palace maids and imperial doctors all lowered their heads silently and did not look at the four people talking over there. If possible, they would like to stuff two pieces of cotton into their ears and not let a single word enter their ears.
Look at what they're talking about! What about the eldest princess? What about the Duke of Zhao? Is that something they can listen to? Is the emperor testing them?
It's all the fault of this damn assassin! The Emperor of Shadow is being suspicious again!
While talking to his two sons and Zhao Yiming, the emperor secretly observed the expressions of the palace maids and imperial doctors.
With such a big thing happening, those who are still here at this time can be said to be confidants, but no one dares to believe that the emperor was almost assassinated.
Zhao Yiming sighed secretly. He was afraid that there would be another bloody storm in the palace after today, and someone would be in trouble!
Just as everyone was thinking about different things, Deng Xue ran out anxiously and said, "The Queen has lost too much blood, and there is not enough plasma."
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince and Xiao Chen raised their hands together, "Hit me."
Xiao Chen glanced at the prince, whose face had turned somewhat pale, and pulled his hand down: "Royal brother, you can't pull it anymore. You are the crown prince. If people find out that there is something wrong with your body, they will definitely make a big fuss."
The Crown Prince didn't care and insisted, "At worst, I can find an excuse to recuperate in the East Palace for a few days."
"How can that be possible? If the crown prince doesn't show up, what will the outside world say?"
Just as the two brothers were deadlocked, Zhao Yiming took a few steps forward and reached out to hold the prince's other hand. "Cousin Prince, my blood type is the same as my aunt's. Let me take your place!"
After saying that, he looked at the emperor and said, "Uncle, my aunt was very kind to me when I was a child, so let Yiming show his filial piety for once!"
"Oh! Thank you for your hard work, my good boy." The emperor hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
This was because he just saw that the prince and Xiao Chen had blood drawn and were fine, so he let go.
Zhao Yiming is the only son of Princess Chaoyang. If drawing blood is dangerous, he will not be allowed to take the risk no matter what.
With Zhao Yiming's joining, Deng Xue quickly entered the inner hall again with the plasma.
Everyone unconsciously looked towards the hall, silently praying in their hearts, "I hope this is enough, otherwise..."
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