Chapter 1277 Final Destination (3)
Physician Zhang threw the cat aside irritably, felt the emperor's pulse, and then reprimanded: "The emperor hasn't passed away yet, you are a little/animal/born, so you can't wait to wear sackcloth and mourning?"
Ah San is not dead? When Papaya caught these two words, she danced on the bed and started a snake spirit disease, very excited.
Doctor Zhang lifted the cat's paw, threw it on the ground, ignored the complaint on its face, turned around and asked respectfully, "Miss Qian, are you ready? Let's start."
Qian Duoduo nodded, her almost transparent face looked calm.
"Okay, I will briefly talk about the steps of 'exchanging blood for blood' first. You and the emperor should first cut your palms with a dagger, and sit cross-legged facing each other. The old minister is in several important acupuncture points of yours. Insert the silver needle, and use internal force to urge you to exchange blood."
Doctor Zhang held a sharp dagger and a silver needle in his hand, and sterilized it back and forth over the flames. When all this was done, Qian Duoduo had already helped Long Yutian who was in a coma, took off his shoes, sat across from him.
"Girl, it will be extremely painful to exchange blood soon, and the emperor has deep internal strength, so he can support it until now. If it were you, it is estimated that after the blood exchange is over-"
Doctor Zhang hesitated to speak, but from his words, Qian Duoduo already understood that she was about to die.
"All I know is that you can do whatever you want. For the sake of the emperor, I can hold on."
Qian Duoduo spoke resolutely, and did not waver in the slightest to escape. She focused her eyes on the man who was wandering between life and death in front of her, and she became more and more infatuated and unwilling to give up.
Doctor Zhang didn't talk nonsense anymore, seized the time, cut the palms of the two of them very quickly, stood in the middle, focused on inserting the needle, and fucked.
After a while, in the palms of Long Yutian and Qian Duoduo, colored blood dripped from their arms onto the bedding.
As the blood gradually changed from black and thick to bright red, Qian Duoduo's originally beautiful face also became painful and distorted due to the poison gradually spreading in his body.
Doctor Zhang's medical skills are excellent, and the blood exchange is only a short time, but in Qian Duoduo's feeling, it seems to have gone through hundreds of reincarnations.
Finally, when the last drop of blood on her body was poured into Long Yutian's body, Qian Duoduo finally couldn't bear the bone-eroding pain, and fell down on the bed.
Doctor Zhang saw that he was done and finally saved the life of one of the holy dragons. He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly supported Long Yutian to lie flat on the bed, and then administered a pill to him.
After everything was done, Doctor Zhang turned his attention to Qian Duoduo who was beside him.
That woman, because she didn't have internal energy to protect her body, caused her poison to attack her heart quickly.
The charming lips became purple and black, Yintang also gradually turned black, and the thick poisonous blood in the palm of her hand, on her originally fair skin, looked more obvious and frightening, making people unable to bear to look directly at it.
"Miss Qian, how are you doing?"
Doctor Zhang felt Qian Duoduo's nose still had a faint breath, so he opened his mouth to wake her up.
"I'm fine, Yuu, how is he?"
Qian Duoduo tried her best to open her eyelids, and the first sentence she asked was about Long Yutian's situation.
Doctor Zhang stretched out his hand to help Qian Duoduo up, wiped the blood stains on his lips with a handkerchief, and replied truthfully: "Miss Qian, don't worry, the emperor's residual poison has been cleared, and he will recover after a period of recuperation, but you—"