Seizure of Blood to Prolong Life (2)

  "I'm also curious, how exactly does it work to steal life and extend one's lifespan? If it benefits Qin Qing's body, then go ahead and do it. Exchanging the life of a treacherous minister for the improvement of my Great Tang General's health is still worth it. What's the harm in me bearing this evil name?" Li Er walked in from outside with his hands behind his back. The people in the room suddenly became shorter, and the complicated etiquette was simplified with just one wave of Li Er's hand. Qin Yong was about to scold the steward when he was stopped by Li Er.

  "I came here today just to see how Qin Qing's illness is, so I went straight to the back hall. Let's skip some of the mundane formalities, shall we?" He said it lightly, as if going directly to the back hall was a way of giving face. Yun Ye secretly scoffed in her heart.

  "Although this old minister's humble body has a slight illness, how dare I trouble Your Majesty to personally visit and ask after my health? It really is an honor for this old minister." Qin Qing's words were not even half sincere.

  "My dear, you have gone through life and death for the great Tang Dynasty, with a hundred scars on your body. It's just that your body can't tolerate wine, otherwise I would definitely follow the example of Sun Quan's old story, and offer a cup of wine to reward your achievements." When these words were spoken, Qin Qiong's eyes turned red, and the four national dukes beside him also sighed with emotion.

  Is this enough to buy people's hearts? Yun Ye felt that these old brothers had too low EQ, a sentence of "惠而不费" (no cost but benefit) made them so grateful that they were about to cry, and look at Wei Chi, the silly old man was so excited that he almost hugged the explosive pack and went to blow up the enemy's bunker. In Yun Ye's opinion, with Lao Qin's achievements, no matter what, he should get tens of thousands of taels of silver, a few beauties, and several luxurious houses in the first ring, only then would it be worth being moved.

  "I have brought ten death row prisoners, all of whom are guilty of heinous crimes. Can you see them?" He pointed his hand outward. The crowd saw ten death row prisoners kneeling outside the gate with black hoods over their heads, shivering in the cold wind.

  Yun Ye's heart was as cold as the freezing wind, this is a human being, or a Han person, he couldn't do such beastly things like Song Jigui. Drawing some blood wouldn't kill anyone, Yun Ye knew, but all these people in the room didn't know, those death row prisoners didn't know, Li Er didn't know, they thought drawing blood was equivalent to taking someone's life, it was borrowing someone else's life. It was borrowing a life! This wasn't like borrowing ten taels of silver, borrowed today and returned tomorrow. Did the person being borrowed from still have their life waiting for you to return? Li Er had an inexplicable expression on his face, Li Jing stared at Yun Ye without blinking, Li Ji smiled slyly, Cheng Yaojin's face was inscrutable, Wei Guang looked expectant, Qin Qiong seemed to be struggling internally. Everyone was waiting for Yun Ye to speak up.

  "Yun Qing, why haven't you started the treatment yet? Are you saying that the blood of these ten people is not usable? There are more in the large prison, I'll have them sent over again." Yun Ye knew that Li Er would not let him off, he wouldn't believe it unless he saw the blood transfusion with his own eyes.

  "I report to Your Majesty, just by cross-matching, it will be known that the body of the old master of Wing Country indeed needs blood transfusion. His blood type is Type A, which is a very common blood type and easy to find a match. Among these ten people, there is an 80% chance that someone has Type A blood."

  "What? Don't you hurry up and check it?"

  "No need to verify, I don't know if the blood types of those ten people match or not, but one person's blood type must be suitable." Yun Ye said with his head down.

  "Who is it?" Li Er's tone was somewhat oppressive.

  To put everyone's mind at ease, let me explain what blood transfusion is all about. It's not as mystical as people make it out to be, but rather a simple treatment method. Last time, Zhuang San lost too much blood and went into shock, but his injuries weren't fatal. As long as he received timely blood replenishment, he would recover. There's nothing extraordinary about that.

  As for the Winged Nation Duke, his body's hematopoietic function has declined, resulting in insufficient blood quality that can't sustain his entire body. This leads to weakness and illness. Blood transfusion is an effective medical treatment that can change one's physical condition rapidly.

  From what I know, there are five blood types: A, B, C, D, and E. The first four are very common, and almost everyone has one of these types. The fifth type, E, is extremely rare, with only a few cases in every million people. Due to differences in parental blood types, their offspring may have different blood types. It's not unusual for parents and children to have different blood types.

  It's laughable that some people use blood to determine kinship - how ignorant! A person's total blood volume is less than one-tenth of their body weight. Giving someone a little blood won't kill them; on the contrary, it will stimulate their body to produce more blood.

  That Qiang person last time was scared to death, not drained to death by bloodletting.

  "Is it really so?" Li Er's face was full of doubt. The people in the room also looked at each other, half believing and half doubting.

  "To verify that what I said is true, let me give a blood transfusion to the Duke of Wing. Coincidentally, my blood type and the Duke's are both Type A."

  "Absolutely not!" Old Cheng firmly refused.

  "Impossible!" Qin Qiong also disagreed. Cheng Chumu blocked Yun Yan from going to donate blood "If you want to donate, donate theirs." He pointed at the hooded dead prisoners outside.

  He gratefully hugged Cheng Chumo, pushed him away and came to the emperor's face, bowed down: "Your Majesty, I have explained the principle of blood transfusion, let's start now, please Your Majesty grant permission."

  Li Er was somewhat perplexed, looking at Yun Ye and then at the dead prisoner outside "Why are you unwilling to use the dead prisoner's blood but willing to use your own blood instead?"

  "I have been studying since I was a child, and my teacher taught me to write the character 'ren' (benevolence) with one stroke for ren (benevolence), one stroke for yi (righteousness). The strokes between them represent standing upright in the world. If I were to use the blood of an executed prisoner today, it would make me lose my fundamental humanity. Moreover, the laws and regulations of the imperial court are strict, and prisoners have their own reasons for being put to death, even if they are beheaded or dismembered according to the law. I cannot violate the law for personal reasons."

  "Are you accusing me of violating the law?" Li Er's face turned red, and he was somewhat embarrassed to be criticized by a 14 or 15-year-old boy. "How do you explain your actions in Longyou? Are the Qiang people not human?"

  "My benevolence is only for the people of Great Tang, as for enemies, I truly do not regard them as human. When my master and friends returned from annihilating three hundred bandits in a single night, they raised their cups and drank with relish, while I stood by holding the wine vessel and urging them to drink, unaware of any impropriety." The master's figure loomed large once more, what kind of noble son have you not seen a few stirring events?

  "Alright, alright, I grant you permission. Today, let's see how you can extract your own blood to give to the Duke of Wing Country. If you succeed, I will allow you to enter the imperial palace and study with the other princes."

  Good heavens, Yun Ye is screaming in his heart. I never had the intention of entering your house to read books, but with a whole family of perverts like yours, how could it be good for me? Is this a reward or punishment? You're digging your own grave! The whole room full of people are envying you to no end, especially Li Ji who is getting jealous.

  Just after Qin Qiong lay down, he used alcohol to remove the poison and was about to disinfect his arm when he heard a loud knocking sound from outside. Li Er ordered the removal of the dead prisoner's gag, allowing him to speak.

  "The prisoner is willing to draw blood, the prisoner is willing to draw blood, please give the prisoner a chance to make amends." After finishing speaking, he started knocking his head again, and his head was cracked open.

  "Yun Ye, he must have volunteered since his idea doesn't contradict yours. Test his blood, if it's usable then use it, and if it works, I'll spare his life."

  Yun Ye didn't want to use his own blood, that would be too painful. Besides, why not give this guy a chance to live? Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! After visiting the temple twice, Yun Ye felt he had become much kinder. Hopefully, this guy's blood type was the same as Old Qin's.

  After the blood test, this brother was very lucky, he's type O, same as Old Qin's blood type. He patted his shoulder: "You're so lucky! With just a catty of blood, you can exchange it for a life, what a good deal!"

  This guy is also a big fool, actually grinning and saying to Yun Ye: "Sir doesn't know, I killed someone on the street and was also stabbed twice by others, bleeding all over the place but didn't die. I'm so bold as to ask Sir for a chance to live. Thank you, Sir, in the future if you need blood just find me, as long as it's not fatal it's fine." This son of a bitch is even doing business now, making Li Er cry and laugh at the same time, and the tense atmosphere in the room also relaxed.

  Everything went smoothly, the blood quality of Dabai was very good, and it flowed into Lao Qin's veins without any issues. The two men lay side by side, with a noticeable difference in their blood pressure - Dabai's normal blood pressure flowed naturally into Lao Qin's low-pressure body. After a minute, Yun Heng ended the transfusion process. Lao Qin's breathing became relaxed, and no abnormal sounds could be heard from his lungs; he even fell asleep. The imperial physician brought by Li Er felt Lao Qin's pulse and nodded frequently, occasionally turning back to look at Yun Heng with great surprise at the effect of the blood transfusion.

  "How is Qin Qing's body?" Li Er asked the imperial physician with great urgency.

  "I report to Your Majesty, the Duke of Wing State's pulse is strong and vigorous, his breathing is long and steady, he has fallen asleep." Old Qin was tormented by illness, his breath was not enough, every night he fell asleep lightly, and the time he could truly sleep was very short. As soon as he relaxed, he no longer felt suffocated, and the fatigue of many days came rushing in like a tidal wave, snoring loudly.

  Li Er instructed Qin Furen to take good care of him, and brought everyone to the front yard. Da Dan was also brought along, this guy had over a catty of blood drawn, except for his pale face, he seemed fine, still making loud noises from being beaten by Wei Wu's old fool, and even raised his arms in a powerful gesture.

  "It seems that blood transfusion won't kill people, and it can also save lives. The world is indeed mysterious, I'm convinced now. Once things are settled at home, come to the palace to learn!" After finishing speaking, he returned to the palace in his sedan chair. Yun Heng didn't even have a chance to refuse, and the captain of the guards handed him a waist card, saying it was proof for entering the palace. Holding Yun Heng's hand, he said: "In the future, let's exchange our experiences with blood transfusions."

  Lao Cheng was satisfied, Li Jing was satisfied, Li Ji was very surprised, Wei Chi Lao foolishly dissatisfied said only saw the continuation of life without seeing the bloodshed, saying that he wanted to see it again, he liked to see others bleed, this pervert. Qin Huaiyu's eyes were all stars, shining brightly, calling out "Yun Ge Yun Ge" nonstop, although he was older than Yun Huan, at the moment of triumph, his collar was grabbed again, familiar fox smell, in order not to be pinched in the armpit again, he hurriedly called for a stop.

  "The young master was worried that Qin's uncle had ruined the scene for several uncles, and they didn't have a good time. It's really unforgivable. Let me personally cook a few dishes to make up for it, please uncles, do me the honor of tasting them?"

  The collar was loosened, and several national aunts sat behind the case with an attitude of giving face to their younger generation, sipping tea and waiting for Yun Ye to get them something to eat.