The Queen covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes filled with laughter, "I was right, Master Xiao Jiang is a smart man."
"Your Highness, you are too kind."
"I will convey your words to His Majesty word for word, and I will also give His Majesty good advice."
"Your Majesty is wise." Jiang Yueyang thought for a moment and then asked, "How is Your Majesty these days?"
The Queen smiled and nodded, "With Miss Ling'er helping me with my pregnancy, this pregnancy is easier than the previous ones."
"That's good."
"It's just..." The Queen frowned, "Miss Ling'er said that she has just learned a new medical skill of blood transfusion, which may be able to deal with the situation of heavy bleeding when I give birth.
Right now, the blood transfusion technique is in the experimental stage, and she needs to find someone to verify its feasibility, so she can’t enter the palace for a short time.”
Jiang Yueyang understood the Queen's implication, and after thinking for a while, she said, "If the Queen wants Miss Ling'er to be available at any time, she can help her verify the blood transfusion medical technique."
"But that medical skill can kill people if you're not careful."
"What if we use death row prisoners?"
After hearing Jiang Yueyang's words, the Queen fell into silence.
Although the life of a death row inmate is humble, it is still a human life after all, and she felt a little hesitant.
Jiang Yueyang said, "The prisoners on death row must have committed serious crimes and cannot be pardoned, but their execution can be postponed, or they can be allowed to leave silver to their descendants. Of course, the premise is that they are willing."
After hesitating for a while, the Queen nodded and accepted Jiang Yueyang's suggestion.
At this moment, on the other side, in the Zen room deep in the plum forest of Huguo Temple.
Master Wu Nian slowly opened his eyes with a faint smile on his lips.
"That girl really knows how to flatter others."
The replica of Shi Xiaolong who was meditating next to him blinked in confusion when he heard this, "Who is the master talking about?"
Master Wu Nian pinched his face and said with a smile, "Wushui. Go and help Master call your uncle the abbot, and ask him to bring the list of monks in the temple."
The little monk put his hands together and said "yes".
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