Yan Zhuo's words made Jiang Ying shed tears unconsciously.
Even though she knew that crying in the face of difficulties was useless, she still couldn't control her tears from falling...
He held the child tightly in his arms, his throat choked with sobs, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Seeing this, Yan Zhuo decisively knelt on the ground, opened his arms, and hugged the mother and daughter, "What's wrong? Tell me, don't try to handle it alone."
Jiang Ying raised her face with tears in her eyes, "Zhizhi... has been poisoned!"
Seeing the child silent, motionless and noisy, completely devoid of his former liveliness, Yan Zhuo had already anticipated what was going on.
My heart ached, and I looked at the child with eyes full of pity.
After a while, his voice tightened again, "Is there still hope?"
At this moment, his body seemed to be split into two halves by two completely different emotions. One half was filled with rage and wanted to slaughter all his enemies, while the other half was extremely humble.
Please...
Please God, don't let anything happen to the child. As long as the child is fine and she is fine, he is willing to exchange everything he has now, whether it is power and status, fame and wealth, or even hatred!
He doesn't want anything anymore, he just wants Yingying and the child.
He felt the delicate touch of fingertips on his cheek, and when he looked up, he realized that he had been crying...
Warm, crystal tears surrounded the beautiful girl's fingertips, and she wiped them away gently and carefully.
"Don't cry. Men don't shed tears easily. Your Highness, aren't you afraid that if this gets out, people all over the world will laugh at you?"
He grabbed that hand, brought it to his lips and touched it, then looked down at the child in her arms, who was so pale, as if all the veins and blood vessels in his body had turned white. His voice was an uncontrollable hoarse sob:
"Laugh! If being laughed at can save the children, I'm willing to do anything mean and funny to entertain them."
Unfortunately, it was of no use, and he could only watch the child lying motionless.
Yan Zhuo was angry with himself and punched the grass beside him hard, but accidentally hit the gravel, and his finger bones were covered in blood.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Ying angrily pulled his injured hand and took a look.
Fortunately, it's just skin injuries and the bones are fine.
He said coldly, "I just healed your hand. If you don't care about it, why bother?"
"Ying'er, I..." Yan Zhuo's eyes, which were always cold, were now shimmering red, filled with the extreme pain of falling into the dark abyss.
Jiang Ying looked at his appearance at the moment, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and was entangled, "Yan Zhuo, the child actually still has a glimmer of hope, but..."
"Just what?" Before Jiang Ying could finish, he suddenly raised his voice, too excited to contain himself. "Yingying, tell me quickly. No matter what it is, I won't hesitate for a moment!"
No matter how precious the medicinal materials are, or how difficult the medicine is to obtain, he will do it even if it costs his life.
Jiang Ying felt as if someone was tugging at his heart as he looked at Yan Zhuo. He lowered his head, lips opening and closing with difficulty. "To be honest, someone has planted white moth eggs in Zhizhi's body. They are the larvae of an albino moth. These eggs break down in the body but don't digest them. Instead, they penetrate the blood vessels and tendons with great force and speed... causing blood flow to become blocked, and causing unconsciousness, as if in a peaceful sleep. After three days, the host will completely turn white, becoming a white cicada pupa. By then, even the arrival of a god will be powerless to save the body!"
Therefore, to save the child, time is the most critical factor. In fact, the longer the child is albinized, the more it will affect his intelligence.
This is definitely a terrifying poison. Jiang Ying had seen it when he was reading the medical books in the Yuanling Space.
It makes my hair stand on end!
But she never thought that she would have the honor to see this poison in her own son!
After hearing this, Yan Zhuo's eyes were filled with bloodthirst as if they were about to drip out. He punched his side fiercely, "Damn it! This king will never let anyone involved in this matter go!"
Then he remembered what Jiang Ying had just said, and suppressed his bloodlust. He raised his eyes with a glimmer of hope, "Ying'er just said that there is still a glimmer of hope. What should we do?"
"Whatever you need, Ying'er, just tell me. I'll send the Demon Guards to collect everything within three days!"
His tone was filled with devastating certainty, and he even used the word "plunder", which was enough to show his determination to save his son.
A faint sadness flashed across Jiang Ying's eyes again. Perhaps, if he was still the selfish father he was before, he wouldn't be so heartbroken?
"There is only one solution now, give the child a blood transfusion."
Jiang Ying knew exactly what this meant, but she had no choice. "I will give the adult who is having the blood transfusion a drug to drive out the eggs beforehand. Once the drug has entered the bloodstream and developed resistance, I will perform the blood transfusion. This way, the eggs in the child's blood vessels and body will be driven to a fixed location, and then they can be broken down and removed one by one. If all goes well, the child will be fine, but the adult..."
An adult's blood volume is about 5000 ml. Little Yan Zhi is half a year old, so his blood volume is about 1000 ml. It's no problem for Yan Zhuo to donate 500 ml, but 1000 ml...
He will die!
However, blood transfusion is the only way, and the blood types must be as similar as possible in all aspects, so that the antibodies produced will not attack the children as enemies.
You cannot directly use egg-repelling medicine on the child, as the child is too young to bear it.
The high fever caused by the production of antibodies stimulated by drugs alone can make a child stupid or even die!
Jiang Ying paused, and Yan Zhuo immediately understood everything.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled as he took her slender neck and placed it on his shoulder. "So this is the treatment method? Yingying, you are so silly. What's wrong with saying this? Zhizhi is my son. It is natural for a father to sacrifice for him. Besides, he is the child of Yingying and me."
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