Chapter 1041: Familiar Short Needle (Reward for the book friend "Hua Hua Bu Chi Cong")
The Su family sent a housekeeper and guards to send Manbao and Baishan back. They went back in their own carriage, with Daji driving the carriage.
When they arrived at Changqing Lane, the butler at the back unloaded pieces of cloth and gift boxes from his own cart and led the guards to carry them in.
Bai Shan and Man Bao didn't pay much attention to this matter and asked Liu Gui, who came out to greet them, to handle it.
Mr. Zhuang only needed to take a glance to know that today's events were going smoothly. Seeing that the two disciples were covered in blood, he waved his hand and said, "Go wash up first."
Manbao and Mr. Bai Shanchong bowed deeply and went to the backyard to bathe and wash up obediently.
Butler Su watched all this and went to greet Mr. Zhuang with a smile on his face.
Mr. Zhuang also smiled at him and walked forward to entertain him.
Manbao washed his hair and took a bath. Aunt Rong boiled mugwort in water for them to wash with, which just happened to dispel bad luck.
Manbao wiped his hair, but it wasn't completely dry yet. He didn't care and simply put on his clothes and went out with his hair down.
The same is true for Bai Shan.
As soon as the two of them sat down in the yard, Bai Erlang sat beside them, supporting his chin and looking at them, as if he wanted to listen to a story.
The two ignored him, took the noodles Aunt Rong brought over and started eating. As they ate, they asked, "Have you all eaten?"
"What a coincidence! You guys just cleared away the dishes before you came back," Bai Erlang said. "That Duke of Pi is so stingy. He didn't even give you dinner?"
Manbao then remembered this and raised his head and said, "I remember now, it seems that Madam Su and the Crown Prince didn't have dinner."
Bai Shan nodded.
The two of them looked down at the steaming hot noodles and felt a little sorry for themselves, so they lowered their heads and took a big bite.
After Mr. Zhuang sent Butler Su away, he came in and saw two disciples with disheveled hair eating noodles, while another one was sitting opposite them with his chin in his hand, in a daze.
Mr. Zhuang first scolded the two of them, "It's not nice to be so disheveled. Don't do that again next time."
Manbao looked down at his clothes and said, "Sir, I'm dressed neatly."
Mr. Zhuang just looked at her messy head.
Bai Shan suppressed a laugh and said, "Sir, this is not a crown."
Mr. Zhuang glanced at him, shook his head, and sat down. He waited until they had finished eating before asking, "How is it?"
Naturally, Man Bao was the one who answered the question of saving lives. She reported on the blood transfusion and Su Jian's pulse, saying that as long as he woke up at noon tomorrow, he would be halfway to survival.
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, but he was curious about something else. "There are only four types of blood in the world? Doesn't that mean the blood of every four people can mix together?"
"No, there are more than four types. They can generally be divided into four types. The rare blood types are just very rare. I don't know how to classify them yet." Man Bao thought for a moment and said, "Even if it's the same type of blood, mixing in the body actually has certain risks. Therefore, the best way to replenish blood is to rely on your own blood production. For example, the blood-replenishing prescriptions prescribed by the Imperial Hospital are very good. One of them is..."
Mr. Zhuang stopped her chattering and continued his question, "Then wouldn't the blood test be useless? If the blood of four people can mix, then..."
"..." Man Bao was silent for a moment and then corrected: "Sir, it's not that the blood of every four people can mix in the water, but that everyone's blood can eventually mix in the blood. It's just a matter of time."
Mr. Zhuang: “…Is that so?”
"Not only can human blood mix, but the blood of chickens, sheep, and cows should also mix. Hey, we can try it tomorrow."
Bai Shan felt a little pain in his fingertips.
Bai Erlang, who knew nothing about it, asked excitedly, "How do I try it?"
"Let's go to the market and see who has just slaughtered a sheep. We can take a drop of blood and put it in there. Then we can put a drop of our own blood in there." Manbao became more and more happy as he spoke. "We can also tell Aunt Rong that if the kitchen kills a chicken, please call me. I'll take some fresh chicken blood and try it."
Bai Erlang nodded happily, "Okay, okay."
Bai Shan stared at him, thinking he was a fool. "Take your blood?"
Bai Erlang's face froze, and he asked, "How do I take it? I, I won't use a knife."
"No need for a knife." Manbao's utensils hadn't been washed yet, so they were still in the backpack. She dragged the backpack over and took out a short needle to show him, "Just use this. Just prick your fingertip and it will bleed."
Mr. Zhuang squinted his eyes and looked at the short needle in her hand.
Bai Erlang leaned forward to take a look and blinked, "Why do I feel that this short needle looks familiar?"
Manbao blinked, retracted the short needle, tilted his head and said, "Really? Maybe it's because it looks a bit like the needle I usually use."
Bai Erlang finally remembered. He jumped up and said, "No, this is the needle you used to prick our bleeds. It was the one that hurt so much. I'll remember it for the rest of my life..."
Manbao picked up the backpack and said, "Sir, I'm going to the kitchen to clean the utensils. Maybe I'll need them tomorrow."
After saying that, he ran away.
Bai Erlang was furious. Seeing Bai Shan's indifferent expression, he turned around and glared at him, "You know, you all lied to me!"
Bai Shan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, saying, "I just found out today too. And why are you so angry? You only bled once, but I was stabbed three times."
Bai Erlang thought about it and finally remembered that Bai Shan had one more time than him.
Mr. Zhuang, who was standing by, coughed loudly, and the two of them then remembered that Mr. Zhuang seemed to have been pricked as well.
The two of them lowered their heads silently and dared not speak.
Manbao put the things in a pot and boiled some water to soak them. Thinking that their anger should have almost subsided, he ran back happily.
Mr. Zhuang and the others had already made tea and were just waiting for her.
Manbao chuckled and ran up to sit in her seat. Bai Shan poured her a cup of tea.
Mr. Zhuang took a sip of tea and asked, "Young Master is injured, why did his family find Manbao here?"
This question was naturally asked to Bai Shan.
This was also one of the reasons why Bai Shan followed.
He said, "Today, Su Jian and Du Yu were playing polo at the horse farm in the eastern suburbs. They ended up fighting over the field. They played a match between themselves. During the match, the two of them were tit-for-tat, attacking each other. Su Jian was hit by Du Yu and fell halfway off his horse. For some reason, a nail got embedded in the sole of his shoe, and when he was hanging on the horse, the nail pierced the horse's belly, and the horse went crazy."
"The Crown Prince went incognito to join in the fun, and ordered someone to rescue Su Jian and bring him back to the Duke of Pi's Mansion. He then sent for the imperial physician to treat him, with the attending physician being Imperial Physician Ji. Imperial Physician Ji's words angered the Crown Prince, and in a rage, the Crown Prince struck Imperial Physician Ji down, leaving his deputy, Imperial Physician Zheng, as the attending physician." Bai Shan said, "Imperial Physician Zheng was less confident than Imperial Physician Ji, so he quietly sent someone back to Jishidi Hall to invite the head manager, Zheng. I guess the Zheng family only had one imperial physician, and they definitely didn't want Imperial Physician Zheng to die in this situation. Knowing that Manbao was good at stopping bleeding, they summoned Manbao."
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "It's still too dangerous."
Bai Shan nodded in agreement.
Good night
(End of this chapter)
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