539 hand speed, such hands are absolutely terrible for killing people
Type A blood!
Ye Ye was really lucky. Regardless of whether City Lord Ye and Ye Ye were father and son, at least their blood types matched, so Ye Ye had passed this level.
Although, even if she said that Ye Ye's blood and that of City Lord Ye were incompatible, City Lord Ye might not necessarily show his full appearance.
"City Lord Ye, your blood has merged with Young Master Ye's blood." Feng Qingchen did not explain much, but only reported the result.
The worry in City Lord Ye's eyes was instantly replaced by a smile. The prince still had a smile on his face, but a hint of pity and blame flashed in his eyes.
Feng Qingchen, you are really inflexible.
What a good opportunity was presented to Feng Qingchen. As long as Feng Qingchen said that Ye Ye and Lord Ye's blood did not mix, Feng Qingchen would not only not become Ye Cheng's enemy, but also become Ye Cheng's benefactor. However...
The prince sighed inwardly. Facing the prince's reproach, Feng Qingchen smiled at him and said nothing more.
The purpose of studying medicine is to cure diseases and save lives, not to harm people or destroy their happiness. Although Feng Qingchen is a person who will never give up to achieve her goal, there are some things she can do, and some things she will never do, not even once.
Not using medical knowledge to harm others is her bottom line!
The blood types matched, and Feng Qingchen unceremoniously prepared to draw City Lord Ye's blood. This time City Lord Ye cooperated very well, allowing Feng Qingchen to prick the needle on his wrist and letting the bright red blood flow through the transparent tube into the blood bag.
Through the issue of blood incompatibility, City Lord Ye understood that although Feng Qingchen was cunning, she was a principled person. One was one and two was two. It was true that she had a grudge against Ye Ye, but she would not use the opportunity of medical treatment to frame Ye Ye.
Although, even if Feng Qingchen said that his blood type did not match Ye Ye's, he would not believe it completely, but there would inevitably be a gap in his heart.
Feng Qingchen is just as pure and clean as she appears. When she saves people, she is definitely a trustworthy doctor, but that's all.
Feng Qingchen, a woman who is so frank and clear about gratitude and resentment, what a pity... They have become enemies without knowing it.
800cc of blood was drawn out, and even though City Lord Ye was strong, he could not bear it. His face turned pale as the blood was lost, and his body felt slightly cold, with a heavy head and light feet.
City Lord Ye frowned slightly and looked up at Feng Qingchen, but saw that Feng Qingchen was completely focused on the blood bag and was not paying attention to anything else. City Lord Ye choked back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
He believed in his own judgment of people, and Feng Qingchen would not play tricks when saving people.
800cc of blood was drawn. Feng Qingchen took out the needle, took two cotton swabs, dipped them in medicine and pressed them on Lord Ye's wound: "Press it down, and don't let go after a cup of tea. During this time, make sure to rest well and drink less. Have someone stew some blood-replenishing food for you. You will be fully recovered in about half a month, and there will be no hidden dangers."
Feng Qingchen's habitual reminder startled everyone. What is Feng Qingchen going crazy about?
City Lord Ye couldn't believe what he heard. Feng Qingchen actually cared about him. Did she forget that he was just looking for trouble with Feng Qingchen?
Feng Qingchen, what a contradictory woman!
At this moment, even Yun Xiao couldn't understand. Feng Qingchen was forced to save Ye Ye due to the situation, and she did not take the opportunity to frame Ye Ye. It could be said that she had noble character, but what did this group of people mean by caring about City Lord Ye?
Could it be that Feng Qingchen thought that her caring words could move City Lord Ye and make him let go of his prejudice against her? Or was Feng Qingchen so noble that she could complain with virtue?
It was obvious that Feng Qingchen was not afraid of Ye Cheng at all, so how could he be polite and flattering? He would not have forced Su Wan to kneel down before trying to please her. As for Yi De's complaints, let alone that, the Feng Qingchen they knew was not such a person.
Feng Qingchen didn't know that her habitual words would make the men present fall into deep thought, pondering the profound meaning of Feng Qingchen's actions, especially Dong Ling Ziluo. He vaguely understood that Feng Qingchen's wholehearted efforts to save him had nothing to do with feelings. In Feng Qingchen's eyes, he and Ye Ye were no different.
Thinking of this possibility, Dong Ling Ziluo panicked. If Feng Qingchen had no feelings for him at all, what advantage did he have?
Not to mention that Feng Qingchen didn't know what they were thinking, even if she knew, she wouldn't care. What does it have to do with her? These princes and grandchildren all act with a strong purpose. They will calculate the reward when they are nice to someone. They are right to judge others by themselves and think that she has ulterior motives.
Turning around, Feng Qingchen first checked Ye Ye's heartbeat and body temperature. After seeing that the IV bottle was empty, he replaced it with a new bottle of medicine, and then gave Ye Ye a blood transfusion.
The needle pierced Ye Ye's blood vessel. This time the blood did not flow out of Ye Ye's body. The blood in the blood bag disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without Feng Qingchen saying anything, everyone present understood that the blood had entered Ye Ye's body.
So amazing!
They were not surprised that blood was drawn, but they had to transfuse it, which was something they had never seen before. Dong Ling Ziluo had seen it when he was semi-conscious, but at that time Feng Qingchen drew blood directly from his own body without going through a blood bag.
The prince and the others opened their mouths into an O shape, not blinking, for fear of missing anything. City Lord Ye stood up in shock, but stood up too quickly and felt dizzy. City Lord Ye sat down again obediently.
"Master, there is a ruptured blood vessel in the wound." Feng Qingchen was just about to take a breath when something went wrong with Sun Sixing.
It wasn't Sun Sixing's fault, it was because Ye Ye's wounds had rotted too badly. Other parts of his body were fine, but the area where he was bitten by the poisonous snake was quite serious.
Of course, it is fortunate that the detoxification pill that Feng Qingchen had given him before was quite effective. After three days, there was no tissue necrosis. If this happened in modern times, the hand would have to be amputated.
"Tie the left artery." Feng Qingchen tore off the bandage and handed it to Sun Sixing.
Sun Sixing used all his strength to tie up the intact part of Ye Ye's left arm, slowing down the flow of blood.
"Stop the bleeding!" Feng Qingchen took a look and handed the hemostatic forceps to Sun Sixing calmly.
At this moment, Feng Qingchen was focused on saving people. She put away all her edge and became calm and indifferent. However, it was also impossible to ignore that Feng Qingchen seemed to have a calming power. As long as she stood here, the prince, City Lord Ye and others would believe that Ye Ye would be fine.
Sun Sixing took the hemostatic forceps, picked up the cotton in the box, and pressed the ruptured blood vessel. His movements were as neat and decisive as Feng Qingchen's.
But when things stopped here, something went wrong there. It was already late autumn, but beads of sweat appeared on Sun Sixing's forehead. Feng Qingchen wiped his sweat off his forehead, handed him tools, and occasionally paid attention to Ye Ye who was receiving a blood transfusion. He was doing three things at once...
Sun Sixing and Feng Qingchen did not speak as they passed the needle back and forth, but they were extremely in sync with each other. Yun Xiao, Dong Ling Ziluo and others saw this and thought that the relationship between the two was unusual, but Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing both understood that their tacit understanding was only limited to the operating table.
"It can't be stopped. The patient can't be delayed any longer." After an hour, Sun Sixing announced that he had given up.
It’s not that he couldn’t stop it, but that his speed was not fast enough. At this speed, by the time he finished, Ye Ye’s left arm would have been completely necrotic because it had been tied for too long.
"I'll do it." Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing quickly switched places: "Change the patient's dressing."
"Okay." Sun Sixing's white robe was stained with blood, and his fingers were still trembling slightly. It was obvious that he was trying his best to speed up, but it was still not enough...