Chapter 1037

Man Bao was silent, and the old lady looked at doctor Zheng with sincere eyes.

Doctor Zheng coughed softly and explained softly: "there are records of blood transfusion in some books, but the number of deaths is quite large, whether it is the person who transfuses blood or the person who supplies blood, so..."

When man Bao saw that everyone's face had changed, he immediately explained, "that's because those people don't have blood types, and who can take blood from one person? There are so many people in the world. There are so many blood types to come and go. Just take a few more people. "

"Dr. Zhou, how do you know that there are only several kinds of blood in the world? Isn't the blood the same? How do you divide this? "

"Is it time to discuss this? Aren't you talking about blood transfusion? "

Man Bao finally thought of the words to explain and turned to the old man: "the reason why we don't use the blood of our relatives is because of blood."

Man Bao raised his sleeve to let the old lady see the blood on it and said, "you know, there are many things in the blood. You also said that the blood of close relatives is integrated, which means that there are many same or similar things in the blood, don't you?"

The old lady nodded, which she understood.

"These things are good and bad. The bad is the source of the disease. Once it enters the body, it may be combined with the source of the disease in his original body, or attack the owner of the blood transfusion alone. This disease is very urgent, so it can't be saved."

The old lady pondered, some understood and some did not understand.

The prince on one side asked, "there is such a disease in the blood of a close relative. Does other people's blood not?"

"Yes," man Bao fuzhang said, "that's why you don't lose the blood of your close relatives. You think, the blood of your close relatives is so similar to your own. Naturally, even the source of the disease is similar. It's like someone entering your own door. As soon as you see that it's your brother, you turn around and let go of the source of the disease."

"But if a stranger's blood enters the body, it will be the same as a stranger entering his own door. You will look around and be alert. Once you find the source of the disease, a barrier will be raised in the body to kill those sources of the disease, and then only absorb the good part." Man Bao finally explained clearly and shouted: "that's what's going on, so take a look. Just pull some people to draw blood for me. I'll see whose blood type is appropriate first, and I'll draw who's in a moment, without the blood of my close relatives."

Man Bao's metaphor is easy to understand, and the old lady and the beautiful women on the side also understand it.

So they looked at the servants at home.

But the prince thought deeply and said, "I understand. The stranger had better have a grudge against Sanlang, so that he can find the source of the disease in the blood faster. Haven't Du Yu invited him?"

Man Bao: "... Your highness, you may have misunderstood me. The body can only distinguish the source of disease in blood, not people's faces."

The prince glanced at her and said, "I don't think so. Everyone's blood is different. His appearance must be printed in the blood."

Just as he was talking, the forbidden army brought a man in. He was not bound, but he attacked the man from front to back, left to right, and his face was very ugly.

He hurriedly followed a man behind him. As soon as the man came in, he trotted forward, saluted the prince from a distance, and then bowed to the old lady with a look of apology. "Old lady, I'm really ashamed. Du Shu is ashamed to see the old lady and his siblings."

The old lady pressed the corner of her eye and said, "it's not related to Dalang. I can't manage these things when I'm old. I just want my children to be safe and healthy."

Du Shu immediately asked, "I don't know what happened to Saburo. If something happens to him, I will kill him and pay for his life."

That's just a nice thing to say. Du Yu is his own brother. How can he be willing?

The old lady wiped her tears and sat on the stool without talking.

The prince said coldly, "it's good for Du Dalang to have this heart. Just now, he has lost too much blood. He lies in bed and needs blood transfusion. Just now the doctor said that the blood of his close relatives can't be transfused. Most of the people in this house are vulgar people. How can their blood deserve to enter Sanlang's blood? So Gu te asked Du Erlang to have a try. "

Du Shu was stunned and asked, "blood transfusion? Isn't this a witch doctor's way? Your highness, is this, is this feasible? "

Du Yu snorted coldly, "Your Highness wants to take my life, so he said straight. Why make such an excuse? Who doesn't know that blood transfusion is a quack's way? "

Man Bao had been standing quietly in an audience. She couldn't help hearing the speech. She looked up and stared at Du Yu, saying who is a quack? You are a quack.

Man Bao directly opened the box and took out a white vessel from inside. Then he took a short needle and came forward. Ignoring the prince who had to argue with Du Yu, he directly pulled up Du Yu's hand and stabbed him at his fingertips.

Du Yu reached out to shake off man Bao's hand. The prince shouted, "hold him down!"

The forbidden army immediately pressed Du Yu from left to right.

Du Yu struggled, "let go of me!"

Du Shu couldn't help taking two steps forward and shouted, "Your Highness!"

The prince's face sank like water.

Du Shu turned back to see Mrs. su. The old lady covered her face with a handkerchief and seemed to be crying sadly.

Man Bao had taken out a drop of blood from his fingertips, and didn't wrap him up. She threw it away directly. She said, "what are you afraid of, just take a drop of blood. Also, I'm not a quack!"

Man Bao handed over a small vessel to doctor Zheng, "go and get some patient's blood for fresh."

Then he handed him a new short needle.

Bai Shan finally saw the short needle. He felt that these things were very familiar. At a glance, his fingertips were still aching.

He looked at man Bao in shock.

Man Bao is constantly putting things out. He turns his head to his eyes and lowers his head with some guilt.

Doctor Zheng quickly took out the blood. Man Bao first identified the patient's blood type. Seeing that it was type I, he attached a label to him. Then he tried Du Yu's and found that it was also one.

She was immediately happy and looked happily at Du Yu who was still escorted. "This must be a special fate. Your blood type is the same and you can lose."

Du Yu widened his eyes and shouted, "you dare say you're not a quack. How can my blood be the same as Su Jian's? I'm not his blood relative."

Man Bao took out the packaged things in the box and said happily, "who says only blood relatives' blood is the same? There are several kinds of blood in this world. Think about how many people there are in this world. "

Du Shu didn't want his brother to be drawn blood. His mind turned sharply and asked, "don't you say that many people's blood in the world are compatible?"

"Good."

"Then how can you recognize your relatives?"

Man Bao said, "you still believe this. I said it earlier. It's very simple. Come on, go and get a basin of water."