Qin Huaiyu grinned and said, "Actually, I really thought that way, but now it seems that blood extraction is not a big deal! Haha..."

After taking off Qin Huaiyu's blood, Li Chengfeng asked someone to arrange for him to rest.

Then he began to take blood for Qin Huaidao.

As the law makes the robe, Li Chengfeng then took off 500 ml of Qin Huaidao's blood and put it in a glass bottle.

During the process of blood collection, although Qin Huaidao frowned, he never said anything. It can be seen that he is also a strong hero.

But to be honest, the process of blood extraction has no feeling except for the tingling feeling when the needle is pierced into the skin.

Moreover, as long as there is not much blood loss in the human body, it will not have much impact on the human body. If the body is weak, you can replenish it by eating a big rooster!

...

After removing two kilograms of blood, Li Chengfeng then took the blood into Qin Qiong's bedroom.

When he arrived at Qin Qiong's bed, his face was still very pale.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, muttered to himself, and said, "It seems that he has to speed up the blood delivery."

Li Chengfeng used professional blood transfusion tools to transport blood to Qin Qiong's body like a drip. After completing a series of blood transfusion processes, Li Chengfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chengfeng hung the dunk bottle next to Qin Qiong's bedside. The blood in the dunk bottle was left along the tube and entered Qin Qiong's blood vessels.

After everything was done, Li Chengfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Okay, father, Duke Yiguo's blood transfusion surgery is currently underway. As long as there is no major problem, it will not take long for the Duke Yiguo to take it.

Will wake up!"

"Yeah, OK, OK, very good!"

Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction.

He thought that Li Chengfeng had given Qin Qiong blood transfusions directly to let Qin Qiong drink.

But later when Li Chengfeng saw Li piercing the needle into Qin Qiong's blood vessels, Li Shimin knew that this matter was definitely not as simple as he thought.

Perhaps, blood transfusion has exceeded Li Shimin's cognition.

How could someone send blood into the blood vessels?

Also, how did Li Chengfeng’s set of equipment, such as the bottle and needle, make it? What materials did he use?

All of these became confusion in Li Shimin's heart.

Li Shimin then asked Li Chengfeng how Li Chengfeng made those things.

Li Chengfeng's answer was that all this knowledge was handed over to him by his master.

Li Shimin asked, "So who is your master Feng'er?"

Li Chengfeng replied with a smile, "It's just a sloppy old man! When I was very young, I met him, he taught me a lot of things, and left! Then I was sent to the palace.

Now, I haven't seen my master yet!"

Li Shimin nodded and said nothing more.

But in this case, why did Li Chengfeng have such skills? Then he can explain clearly.

Because they were all given to him by Li Chengfeng's master.

As for who Li Chengfeng’s master is, let Li Shimin and the others guess.

Li Shimin always believed that Li Chengfeng's master was the ancient immortal Shennong.

Because only gods can teach prodigy like Li Chengfeng.

...

"Recovered, recovered, everyone, look, Duke Yi's face has returned to rosy, and his face has regained its blood!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly started shouting.

Everyone saw the moment when Qin Qiong's face was restored to its vitality, their faces were filled with excited smiles.

Li Shimin, Wei Zheng and others also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fortunately, the Eighth Prince's genius medical skills were the same. Otherwise, if Qin Qiong really died, it would be a huge loss for Li Shimin and the Tang Dynasty.

"Look, everyone, Duke Yi's face turned red, and the blood and energy in his body recovered!"

"Oh, that's really great!"

"The Eighth Prince's medical skills are truly a celestial being. I have never seen them before. Can I transfusion blood in this way?"

"Of course, don't forget that the Eighth Prince had a craniotomy on the emperor, so blood transfusion is not a difficult task!"

A group of ministers were praising Li Chengfeng's medical skills.

Li Chengfeng took Qin Qiong's pulse again, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Duke Yiguo's pulse is recovering fully! If nothing unexpected happens, he will be awake tonight!"

"Feng'er, I'm lucky to be miserable!" Li Shimin stepped forward and spoke to Li Chengfeng gratefully.

Afterwards, Qin Qiong's wife and children also knelt heavily in front of Li Chengfeng, thanking Li Chengfeng for his life-saving grace.

Li Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "Doctors are kind-hearted, so everyone doesn't have to treat me like this! Besides, Duke Yi is Duke of the Tang Dynasty and is also my good friend. I, Li Chengfeng, cannot be saved by death!"

"You guys go and prepare some porridge now. When Duke Yi wakes up, he will definitely be very hungry!"

"Okay, OK, thank you for your life-saving grace!"

...

Qin Qiong finally woke up in the evening.

Although his face had returned to blood, his body was still very weak, and there were extra wounds on his body.

After experiencing this incident, Qin Qiong seemed to have walked in the gate of hell and came back!

After hearing that it was the Eighth Prince who used his great powers and medical skills to save his life, Qin Qiong was very grateful.

Li Chengfeng asked, "Duke Yiguo, have you ever felt it when you were in a coma?"

"Sense?" Qin Qiong frowned slightly on the bed and said, "Old minister seemed to hear someone calling the old minister's name in his ear, but no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't open my eyes and couldn't wake up! Then I just felt that for a while,

The white light enveloped my body and brought me to a very warm place! Later, I woke up, and I didn’t know what was going on? Haha, Eighth Prince, please stop laughing!"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "No matter where, you are fine, Duke Yiguo, you are fine!"

"Well, you have to thank the Eighth Prince for saving his life, otherwise Qin Qiong would really see the King of Hell this time! Haha!"

Qin Qiong laughed.

After seeing that Qin Qiong's body gradually recovered, Li Chengfeng turned around and left the Qin Mansion.

...

The next morning, the town palace.

When the first ray of sunshine shone from the east to the earth, Li Chengfeng woke up from the bed.

When he arrived in the backyard of the Zhenwang Mansion, Li Chengfeng yawned boredly.

"Ha, it seems that it's time to harvest millet!"

"Eunuch Wu, ask the guards to work and cut rice!"

Li Chengfeng turned around and shouted at Eunuch Wu.

Eunuch Wu quickly responded: "It's the eighth prince, the young man is going to ask someone to cut rice!"

In the backyard of Zhenwang Mansion, a golden wheat field swaying in the breeze, dancing.

The breeze blows, mixed with the faint fragrance of rice, giving people a refreshing feeling.
Chapter completed!