Free Web NovelChapter 2324: Chapter 2299: Surgery Completed
Zhou Liru confirmed the blood type and prepared to find soldiers for blood tests and extraction. Bai Shan glanced at the blood type on the paper and rolled up his sleeve, saying, "It’s the same as ours, let’s use ours."
Back in the capital, after Manbao first gave Su Jian a blood transfusion, they had checked their blood types.
As Manbao put it, by knowing in advance, they could be quicker than others when a blood transfusion was needed, because while others would have to get their blood tested, they could directly find matching donors with the known blood type.
After hearing this, Bai Shan not only determined his own blood type but also identified potential matches in advance. Close relatives generally aren’t ideal for transfusions, so although he and Bai Erlang had the same blood type, he excluded him.
However, among their selected guards, there were five with matching blood types. As long as they both weren’t in a major bleeding situation simultaneously, they would have enough guards for blood transfusions.
So when Bai Shan saw that Junior General Guo’s blood type matched theirs, he rolled up his sleeve.
Bai Erlang was a bit afraid; even pricking a finger for a blood test felt painful to him. free𝑤ebnovel.com
He swallowed hard, looked around, and asked, "Where are the guards?"
Bai Shan told him, "We don’t know if the enemy will attack; if they do, the guards will need to protect us. So, we shouldn’t use them. Use our blood quickly. Afterward, we’ll eat something and then rest for a bit."
Bai Erlang grabbed Liu Huan, who was trying to move away, and asked, "What if the two of us aren’t enough?"
Bai Shan then looked at Liu Huan.
Liu Huan almost cried, regretting his decision to join the blood test excitement last time in Liangzhou.
Bai Erlang firmly held onto Liu Huan, resolutely pulling him toward Bai Shan, saying, "From oldest to youngest, you’re older than I am, so you go first."
With his sleeves already rolled up, Bai Shan thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed, "Yes, it should be from oldest to youngest."
He then stood and moved to Bai Erlang’s other side, signaling Zhou Liru, "Alright, hurry up. They’re waiting for the blood inside."
Even with the switch, Bai Erlang remained the second: "..."
He looked at Bai Shan, then at Liu Huan, whom he was tightly holding onto, and released his hand, sitting on the stool with a resigned expression.
It seemed that whether going from oldest to youngest or vice versa, he was always second. What was the point?
Liu Huan wanted to slip away, but Zhou Liru grabbed him and pulled his sleeve up, gesturing for him to sit on the stool. "Hurry up, Junior General Guo is waiting for the life-saving blood."
Liu Huan wanted to cry, "Can’t we start with those two? We should have started with them."
"There’s no ’should have,’ is there?" Zhou Liru said, "Aren’t you ashamed? Why is a grown man crying? Your aunt said blood extraction doesn’t hurt at all."
"Impossible. How can it not hurt with so much blood flowing out?" Liu Huan said, "Have you ever given blood?"
Zhou Liru hadn’t given blood, but since his aunt said so, it must not hurt. She signaled Liu Huan with the needle, "Are you going to cooperate or not?"
Liu Huan stretched out his arm like a warrior, tightly closing his eyes.
Zhou Liru rolled up his sleeve, tied his arm with a strap, and found a vein before inserting the needle. Liu Huan let out a loud "Ah—", and Bai Shan and Bai Erlang, who had been covertly watching, quickly reached over to hold him down, exclaiming, "Don’t move, don’t move, the needle might break if you do..."
Zhou Liru said, "...I don’t believe you. I’ve done this to so many people, and none of them yelled. What are you screaming about?"
Liu Huan cried two lines of tears, sobbing, "It really hurt just now."
Bai Shan pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, "Stop crying. Keep calm, and the blood will flow out more smoothly. It means less suffering for you."
Liu Huan: ...He felt this wasn’t good advice.
Seeing Liu Huan stop struggling, Bai Shan turned to Zhou Liru and suggested they draw a bit more blood to avoid needing a second puncture later.
Zhou Liru thought Bai Shan’s concern was valid, so she drew a bit more from Liu Huan and then from Bai Erlang and Bai Shan.
Bai Shan hesitated a few times, ultimately watching silently as she carried three large bags of blood inside. After sitting with his arm covered for a moment, he followed her in to see the situation.
Manbao had already stitched up the wound on the back, applied hemostatic medicine, and was bandaging it up. He and the military doctor were looking at the arrow in the left chest, discussing where to cut.
Zhou Liru brought the blood in, and Manbao took the needle from her, instructing her to start the blood transfusion.
The pharmacy had also brought over a prepared medicine to replenish qi and blood.
After the military doctor administered it, he checked the pulse, saying, "Lord, we need to hurry. If the arrow isn’t removed soon, there could be trouble."
Manbao nodded, "I know."
She turned to Zhou Liru and said, "You and the military doctor assist me."
"Yes."
Bai Shan glanced outside, saying, "Dawn is approaching, but it’s still dim inside. Should I light more candles?"
Manbao nodded, "Yes."
Currently, he was unconscious and unlikely to wake, plus he wasn’t suitable for anesthesia. So Manbao directly took a knife, examined the arrowhead, and cut along the muscle fibers...
She didn’t cut too wide, minimizing the incision. Zhou Liru and the military doctor tensely assisted by opening the flesh further to allow her a better view inside...
The military doctor glanced at the currently unstoppable bleeding wound, then at the blood hanging nearby, thinking: Fortunately, there’s this blood transfusion; otherwise, even if the arrowhead is removed, he’d probably die from excessive blood loss.
Manbao had accelerated her work as much as possible, periodically feeding him hemostatic medicine. Only when the sun rose, and rays of light streamed in, did Manbao carefully extract the separated arrowhead and toss it aside.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Manbao then checked the wound, confirmed there were no issues, and quickly stitched up and stopped the bleeding.
After closing the wound, applying hemostatic medicine, and bandaging him up, she finally had a moment to check his pulse.
The military doctor anxiously watched her, asking, "How is it?"
Manbao replied, "He’s still alive for now. Whether he can pull through depends on today."
She had done all she could; from here on, it was up to fate.
The military doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at General Guo lying on the other side. Currently, his lips were blue, and he appeared lifeless.
With a sigh, the doctor recalled how, when the general was first brought in, just feeling for a pulse was nearly impossible, and compared to Junior General Guo’s left-leaning arrow, his was directly in the center, aimed at the heart. It was practically hopeless.
The military doctor stepped forward to clip the three arrows in General Guo’s chest, then looked at Zhou Man, worriedly saying, "Lord, how do we report this outside?"
Bai Shan immediately replied, "Let’s not say anything for now. If questioned, just say General Guo is still unconscious."
Manbao nodded in agreement, "Yes, the morale of the troops mustn’t falter."
