Chapter 326 Giving Blood

Chapter 326 [Blood]

Jing Li held the imperial doctor's index finger, and then put the knife close to the imperial doctor's finger. The cold blade made the imperial doctor tremble again. Jing Li raised his eyes. There was no emotion in his cold eyes, and he shot at the doctor like two ice swords, which made her panic again. Head down.

The feeling like a needle made the imperial doctor snort. He bit his lips without making a sound. Everyone didn't know what Jing Li was doing. They just saw that she took the bowl under the doctor's finger, and then the drop of blood, just a drop of blood, she walked away and looked at the blood in the bowl. Her He frowned and said nothing, and walked to the second person.

In this way, it took nearly an hour for Jing Li to collect the blood of the imperial doctors, but no one could fuse with Mo Yan's blood, which made her a little frustrated. Jing Li sat in a soft chair and looked at the people kneeling in front of her. She reached out and waved her. Everyone can leave. At this time, the imperial doctors just looked at me, and I looked at you. They left one after another without knowing the truth. Soon, there was a whisper from outside.

Jing Li didn't have the intention to pay attention to those. She just turned her head slightly disappointed and looked at Mo Yan's pale little face. She couldn't help whispering, "Mo Yan... What kind of blood type are you? Why are there dozens of doctors, but no one can integrate your blood?"

Mo Yan was still asleep, and his pale face still did not wake up. Linglong stood by the door and hesitated for a while, then walked to Jing Li's side, silently picked up the dagger, then stretched out his index finger, scratched hard, and the bright red blood immediately flowed out, and Linglong also dripped on the bowl. Jing Li She turned her head and looked at the bowl, but the result was still disappointed. There were dozens of drops of blood from Moyan. She knew that she could not pick it. Otherwise, people of the same blood type had not been found, but Mo Yan would not be able to hold on.

"Your Majesty, the person who can melt with the blood of the little master can save the little master?" After watching these hours, Linglong seemed to gradually understand the meaning of Jing Li. Jing Li looked up at her and nodded slightly. She guessed right! Mo Yan lost too much blood. The best way is to replenish blood. Blood transfusion is impossible in this era, but it should not be a problem to feed him blood.

But Mo Yan's body is so weak that she doesn't dare to find someone to feed him blood casually. If it is the same blood type, it can be said in medicine. Although she also knows in her heart that this blood test method is very old and unscientific, she really has no other way.

"Your Majesty, if not, I will try to find the people in the palace!" Linglong was also excited when she heard that there was hope to save Mo Yan, but Jing Li did not have her optimism. She just shook her head faintly and sighed. Looking at the dagger still stained with Linglong's blood, her heart moved, and then stood up, picked up a silk towel to wipe it clean, and then stroked it. With his index finger, he put the dagger on his finger.

"Your Majesty, by no way!" When Linglong saw Jing Li's action, she immediately rushed over in shock and knelt on the ground and hugged Jing Li's leg. She was the high emperor. The phoenix body could not be damaged at all. Although she knew that this was a glimmer of hope to save Mo Yan, she still couldn't let the emperor hurt herself like this.

Being stopped by her like this, Jing Li had to earn it, but she couldn't get out of her hand. Her voice couldn't help but cool down and said, "Linglong, who gave you the power? How dare you come to stop me?"

"No, it's not! Your Majesty, it is very important to ask for the little master, but you are thousands of times more important than the little master. You must not be hurt at all. Linglong shook her head anxiously. Seeing that the roar was useless to Linglong, Jing Li had to squat down, reached out to help Linglong, and whispered, "Fool, it's just a drop of blood. How can it hurt me? Get up, do you really want to watch Mo Yan lose his life little by little?

"I'm a maidservant..." Linglong couldn't answer what she wanted to say. Jing Li smiled to comfort her and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Linglong had to get up according to her words. She looked at Jing Li holding the knife against her index finger again, and then stretched out her hand and quietly. A trace of blood immediately oozed the surface of the knife. Jing Li dropped her blood drop in a clean bowl full of water, and then pressed the wound with one finger and walked to Mo Yan with one hand. She reached out to take it. Mo Yan's hand squeezed out another drop of blood along the original cut wound.

Jing Li and Linglong both stared at the blood with a little nervousness. They saw Mo Yan's blood dripping down and instantly merged with Jing Li's blood. The two looked at the bowl in surprise, and then after a long time, they were surprised. They raised their eyes excitedly, and Linglong immediately choked and said in a shocked voice: "Your Majesty, you see. ...Look at..."

"Mo Yan..." There was also a trace of trembling in Jing Li's voice that she had not noticed. She immediately stood up and said quickly, "Linglong, immediately send the best imperial doctor here. I want to save Mo Yan."

"Your Majesty, how do you save the little master?" After the joy, Linglong gradually calmed down, and a lot of uneasiness suddenly surged in her heart. She asked Jing Li quietly, but Jing Li did not reply to her, but just urged her, "What are you still doing? Go quickly."

"Yes!" Linglong hurriedly bent over and saluted, and then hurried to the outside of the room. Jing Li still held the blood-stained dagger in one hand and Mo Yan's hand tightly in the other. He whispered, "Mo Yan, you are saved, you are saved!" I can save you, do you hear me? If you hear it, you must be strong and hold on.

**, Mo Yan was still pale. Jing Li looked at him like this, and there was an unbearable pain in her heart. She took a deep breath secretly, and then got up and walked back and forth. Before long, Linglong rushed into the room with a doctor. The doctor didn't even stand firmly, so he hurriedly bent. He saluted and said, "See my emperor, long live long live!"

"Falen! Linglong closed the door. She stretched out her hand to help the imperial doctor, and then gave an order to Linglong in a cold voice. Linglong hesitated for a moment, but still closed the door according to Jing Li's intention. Neither the imperial doctor nor Linglong understood what Jing Li wanted to do. At this time, they saw Jing Li with his sleeve and then came to Mo Yan's side. She gave him with one hand. He helped him up and said, "I'm going to feed my blood to Mo Yan now, but I don't know how he will react after drinking it. Do you have to pay attention to him all the time?"

"Your Majesty, this... this..." The imperial doctor was also shocked when he heard it. He quickly turned around and looked at Linglong again, and Linglong also stayed on the spot. When the two people reacted, Jing Li had already put the knife on his wrist.

"Your Majesty... No, your Majesty!" Linglong burst into tears, but she did not dare to get too close to Jing Li. The imperial doctor also trembled and looked at everything in front of her. She couldn't say a word, but looked at Jing Li in a daze.

Jing Li didn't look at the two people. She just reached out and picked up the silk scarf on the side and stuffed it into her mouth. After that, she made a hard stroke with her hand holding Mo Yan. The sharp pain made Jing Li exhale a little pain, and her hand fell to the ground with a soft dagger and made a crisp sound. The voice, which woke up the doctor and Linglong, immediately knelt forward and looked at everything in front of them at a loss.

Blood flowed down Jing Li's white skin. She quickly roared, "Why don't you come and help?"

The imperial doctor was shocked and subconsciously ran to the bedside. She held Mo Yan. Jing Li pinched Mo Yan's mouth with one hand, and then put his hand in place, allowing the blood to flow into the corners of Mo Yan's mouth along his fingers. The blood flowed fast, so there was no overflowing Mo Yan's mouth. Fortunately, there was no waste. Jing Li couldn't help showing a smile. Linglong looked at everything in front of her with incomparable shock. She opened her mouth for a long time and couldn't speak. When drops of blood flowed into Mo Yan's mouth, the strong feeling surged up in Linglong's heart. She couldn't tell what it was. She was moved, admired and distressed. She couldn't help covering her mouth and cried bitterly.

When Zhou Zhichao and Jing Feng pushed open the door and came in as they walked, they saw such a scene. The two of them were stunned and suddenly ran to Jing Li, pulled Jing Li's bleeding hand, bandaged it randomly, and then only heard Zhou Zhichao roaring, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Because she didn't know how much blood to give Mo Yan, Jing Li was already dizzy at this time. When she was pulled aside by Zhou Zhichao and Jing Feng, she fell into Jing Feng's arms without standing firmly. The imperial doctor quickly put Mo Yan away, and then rushed over to stop Jing Li's bleeding.

"Don't... Don't worry about me. I can save Mo Yan with my blood." Jing Li struggled to get out of Jing Feng's arms, but he was hugged tightly by Jing Feng. When the two heard Jing Li's answer, their faces changed. Zhou Zhichao's eyes turned red. He swallowed his words and silently looked at the imperial doctor dressing her, but his body still separated Mo Yan from Jing Li, afraid that she would He ran over and fed Mo Yan's blood.

" Let go of me!" Jing Li waited until the feeling of dizziness faded. She was about to get up and walk towards Mo Yan. Jing Feng just hugged her and didn't say a word. Linglong was still sobbing. Fortunately, Jing Li's wound was not deep. Although it was hurt in his wrist, it did not hurt the pulse. The imperial doctor was relieved and secretly wiped the sweat from her face. He was busy looking back at Mo Yan again.

Mo Yan was still lying quietly, but his face was a little bloody. The imperial doctor was overjoyed and said in a hurry, "Look, look... The little master reacted. There was blood on his face."

This scream shocked everyone's heart. Jing Li quickly broke away from Jing Feng and rushed to Mo Yan's side. He reached out and held Mo Yan's hand and called hurriedly, "Mo Yan, Mo Yan..."

But the ** person did not respond at all. Except for some blood on his face, there was no other improvement. In a hurry, Jing Li wanted to pull off the silk scarf on his wrist again. At this time, the imperial doctor was also smart. She quickly whispered, "Your Majesty, can you listen to Weichen?"

Everyone looked back at the imperial doctor. Jing Li was silent, but Zhou Zhichao had already answered on behalf of Jing Li. The imperial doctor hurriedly bent slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it's like this! The little master lost too much blood and fell into a coma. Now the emperor's own blood to save the little master can be said to be unprecedented, so I don't know how much blood the little master needs to get better. Now this blood has played a role. Why doesn't the emperor wait for the last day? If the little master gets better, it's not too late for the emperor to give blood. If the little master rejects the emperor's blood, it is easy to save the little master. After all, he doesn't have much blood. What do you think, the emperor?

Jing Li was stunned on the spot. Thinking that the doctor's words were also very reasonable, she couldn't help nodding, and her heart was also weak. She gasped slightly and leaned against Jing Feng's arms. Jing Feng and Zhou Zhichao looked at each other, then lowered their heads and lifted Jing Li's scattered hair to one side, and then reported it with her arms. She walked out of the door, and Jing Li did not refuse. She just closed her eyes slightly. If you want to save Mo Yan, you must use blood. If you don't have a good rest, I'm afraid that Mo Yan will fall down before he wakes up. Jing Li's mood sinks down and gradually calms down!

The seven-day tension finally relaxed at this moment, and he came back from Qi a while ago, and he was very tired. Now he finally found a way to save Mo Yan. As soon as Jing Li's heart was relieved, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Zhichao looked at Mo Yan, who was **. His face was indeed much better than this morning. Looking at the doctor carefully guarding Mo Yan and listening to the exquisite low crying in his ear, he couldn't help walking to the window, and then said coldly, "Isn't there any news from Tianyi?"

When Linglong heard Zhou Zhichao speak, she knew that she was asking herself. She quickly wiped her tears and said, "Not yet!"

"What about the carrier pigeon? Have you come back?" Zhou Zhichao's voice sounded again, and Linglong shook her head. Thinking that Zhou Zhichao did not look at himself, she quickly added, "There is no sound from Mr. Tianyi and the carrier pigeon. Seven days have arrived. If the carrier pigeon does not reach the message, it may take some time to wait for Mr. Tianyi to find the medical family."

After Linglong finished speaking, Zhou Zhichao was silent again. If it went on like this, it would be certain that Jing Li would give blood tomorrow. He walked to the bedside and looked at the pile of blood-stained bowls not far from the bedside. Zhou Zhichao also walked over, and then reached out and put the dagger on his finger. Linglong didn't have time to call out and saw his hand. The force also dripped some blood.

But the blood was dripping, but it did not melt into Mo Yan's blood. He couldn't help frowning, and then walked to the window without saying a word. Seeing Zhou Zhichao's expression, no one dared to speak, and the room immediately sank into silence.

When Jing Li woke up again, it was already dark. She moved to get up, but there was an instant dizziness in front of her. She quickly grabbed the curtain on the edge, closed her eyes and waited to faint. At this time, there was a sound outside the curtain, and then a The crystal white slender hand came over with a red candle and whispered, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

"Well, help me up!" Hearing Linglong's voice, Jing Li answered. Hearing the voice outside, it sounded again. Knowing that she was going to put on the red candle, Jing Li stretched out. At this time, Linglong took a single dress for herself later, and still worried about Mo Yan's illness in her heart. Jing Li couldn't help saying, "How's the little master?"

Linglong's hand paused, and Jing Li quickly turned his head to look at her. Linglong immediately came to his senses and said with a slight smile, "If you go back to the emperor, the little master is much better. The doctor said that the emperor's blood is very effective, and something has been fed in again today."

"I'll go and see him." Jing Li hurriedly propped up her body, and her heartache immediately came from her wrist. Feeling the tremor of her body, Linglong hurriedly and carefully held her injured hand and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to go there. The Tai Hospital has organized three groups of people to look at the little master in turn, and the talented concubine and the little master is also there. Don't worry."

After hearing this, Jing Li did put a little down in her heart. She looked at the dark sky outside the window and said, "What time is it now?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it has been nearly three times. Your Majesty, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

When asked by Linglong, Jing Li suddenly felt really hungry. She rubbed her stomach with one hand and said, "Go and tell the imperial dining room to get some chicken soup, and then make me a cup of brown sugar water!"

"Yes!" Hearing that she was going to eat, Linglong answered happily, and then quickly dressed her, and then went to the door and said a few words to the bodyguard on duty at the vigil. Then she turned around and poured clean water for Jing Li, wiped her face and took care of her long hair.

The bodyguard who listened to Linglong's instructions didn't take long before he came back immediately. Behind her were dozens of maids of honor. They held hot meals in their hands and lined up on the table. Jing Li turned his head and saw so many dishes. He couldn't help frowning, but she didn't say anything. Just waiting for Linglong to comb her hair, she went to the table again and began to eat.

There are 18 dishes, six soups, and all kinds of sweet soups cooked with red dates and white fungus. At first, Linglong saw Jing Li eating with relish. Her face kept smiling, but gradually she felt something was wrong.

Jing Li not only ate a lot, but also didn't let go of all the dishes. When she finished the sixth dish, Linglong couldn't help whispering, "Your Majesty, you... have eaten six dishes, a bowl of rice, and a sweet soup."

"Uh-huh!" With food stuffed in his mouth, Jing Li just nodded casually and did not stop the movement in his hand. Linglong paused for a moment, and then whispered, "Your Majesty, you only ate a few times of each dish at most, and then ate half a bowl of rice. You have now... Eating too much at night is harmful to the phoenix body."

Trying to persuade her, Linglong didn't know why Jing Li was so good for a while, she was really afraid that eating like this would upset her stomach! But who knew that Jing Li just nodded again, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "I know!"

"But... Your Majesty, do you still eat...?" Linglong was puzzled and looked at Jing Li carefully. Jing Li took a few more dishes and put them in his mouth. Then he turned around and ate and said, "I want to eat more. Only when I eat enough can I recover quickly. In this way, I can supply the blood that Mo Yan needs. By the way, have you brought the brown sugar water for me?"

Speaking of this, because she was too full, Jing Li couldn't help but have a nausea. Fortunately, she stopped in time and secretly suppressed it for a long time to stabilize the food that reached her throat. Linglong's heart ached, and she had to remind her again, "Your Majesty, you can't eat it!"

"I'm not... disgusting... I'm fine." Jing Li stood up in a hurry, and then followed her abdomen. She smiled at Linglong and said, "Go and take it."

Linglong hesitated for a long time and met Jing Li's stubborn eyes. Then she stepped forward and handed the brown sugar water that had been brought to Jing Li. Jing Li took a deep breath secretly, then closed her eyes and drank more than half of the bowl in one breath. Then she handed the bowl to Linglong. Because she was too full, she also sat down. When he did not come down, he went out of the room and looked up at the sky.