Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

After taking their blood, Jiang Erlang also came back from next door, accompanied by Dr. Qiao.

Dr. Qiao was in the next room, listening to what was going on outside. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Finally, he couldn't restrain his curiosity and followed Jiang Erlang.

As soon as he walked into the room, he saw Jiang Huaixu sitting at a table not far from the door with her head buried in something. There were some strange jars on the table, and there was a curtain behind her. What are you wearing?

Jiang Erlang said hello and got behind the curtain.

"Second brother, there are two sets of blood I just took, and the names are marked. You can test them both, and then mark them out as A, B, and C."

Hearing Jiang Erlang's response, Jiang Huaixu looked at Dr. Qiao who was checking the blood collection can.

"Dr. Qiao, what are you looking at?"

Doctor Qiao pointed at the thin yellow tube that he had never seen before and frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"There is something made from a tree in the far south. I found it by chance. I thought it could be used for blood transfusions, so I used it."

"..." Dr. Qiao felt that he had never been so ignorant. How come he had never heard of what Jiang Huaixu knew?

"Is this needle hollow?"

"Yes, as long as the blood vessel is punctured, the blood will flow into the blood tank along the needle hole."

After sighing at the precision of the needle, Doctor Qiao looked behind Jiang Huaixu again, "Blood test - can I take a look?"

At this time, footsteps were heard outside again, and Jiang Huaixu said hurriedly: "Doctor Qiao, please stop making trouble here. It's better to go back and take care of Young Master Fang."

The curiosity on Dr. Qiao's face disappeared in an instant. He snorted softly and muttered, "I'm so stingy."

He left with his hands behind his back.

The people who came in were Wan Shi, Yang Zheng and Dong Feng.

The rest of the people took blood tests very quickly. When all the results came out, Jiang Huaixu looked at the blood types written down by his second brother - Fang Zhan Bing, Aunt Xia A, but Fang Bin was B.

In order to prevent mistakes, Jiang Huaixu also looked at the blood test results of the three people, which were consistent with the results recorded by Jiang Erlang.

If Fang Bin is the child of Fang Zhan and Aunt Xia, then his blood type can only be A or C. This result... Mrs. Fang won the bet.

With this thought in his mind, Jiang Huaixu couldn't help but say the last words.

"What bet did you win?" Jiang Erlang asked.

Jiang Huaixu smiled and said, "Second brother, I won't tell you now. It won't be too late to wait until this matter is revealed."

Jiang Huaixu didn't want to say anything, and Jiang Erlang didn't want to force it, so he just continued to ask: "Is it possible to collect blood?"

"Yes, come one by one, and only call those whose blood type is B."

Jiang Erlang nodded, took the paper from Jiang Huaixu, opened the door, and called the first name - "Yang Zheng!"

"Fang Bin and I have the same blood?" Yang Zheng asked impatiently as soon as he entered the door, "No wonder we are relatives!"

Jiang Huaixu looked at him like he was a fool, and all her words were in vain.

"There are thousands of people with the same blood type as you in the world, are they all your relatives?" Jiang Huaixu said with a tigerish face, "Sit down and don't move around. If the prick is twisted, you will be injured."

Yang Zheng immediately did not dare to move, and was still talking, "Does Dong Feng have the same blood as mine? And Bai Erlang, he must not be like me..."

"I'm afraid I can't do what you want. Bai Erlang is a B just like you."

Yang Zheng looked as if he had been struck by lightning. Jiang Huaixu took advantage of his dull look and inserted the needle into his blood vessel. The blood gradually flowed into the porcelain jar along the rubber tube.

"Ah ah ah -" Yang Zheng woke up after being stabbed, and when he saw the blood in the jar, he screamed like a slaughtering pig. He wanted to throw away, but he couldn't get away.

Jiang Huaixu frowned, "The more you struggle, the more painful it will be."

The volume of his voice gradually weakened, and Yang Zheng closed his eyes tightly, "Why is it not healed yet? Do you want to drain my blood?"

After the blood collection tank was filled with blood, Jiang Huaixu pulled out the needle and let Yang Zheng leave.

Seeing Yang Zheng staggering as he left, as if he really couldn't bear it, she shouted 'Second Brother' loudly, "Let whoever comes in later cover their eyes!"

Jiang Erlang's smiling voice came from the door, "Okay."

Jiang Huaixu came to the next door with the freshly collected blood, kicked everyone out of the room, lowered the curtain in front of the bed, tinkered inside for a while, walked out, and returned to the blood collection room to collect someone's blood.

People were blindfolded and the blood collection speed became faster.

The blood transfused by modern people has been processed. She did not have this condition and could only transfuse it directly. While collecting blood, transfusing blood to the patient, and monitoring the patient's condition at all times, Jiang Huaixu was so busy that he broke out in sweat.

After the blood transfusion was almost enough, she put away all the things she needed and walked to Dr. Qiao who had been waiting outside the door: "Doctor Qiao, can you go and feel Mr. Fang's pulse?"

Doctor Qiao had been waiting impatiently for this sentence. As soon as Jiang Huaixu finished speaking, he trotted into the room to check the situation.

When he came out of the house again, he nodded in confirmation when faced with everyone's inquiries, "The situation is getting better, but we still have to observe it for a few days before looking at it."

Fang Zhan and Aunt Xia breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Wan Shi also relaxed a little. Thinking of something, she looked at Jiang Huaixu, who happened to be looking at her at this time.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she stepped forward and said, "Thank you so much, little doctor Jiang. You not only saved Zheng'er but also saved Bin'er this time. I'm really grateful. I brought a century-old ginseng when I came. It turns out that Thinking that if it doesn’t work out, it’s useless to hang someone’s life first, so why not give it to Dr. Jiang? Why don’t Dr. Jiang come with me to have a look?”

Jiang Huaixu declined humbly, but in the end he couldn't resist Mrs. Fang's "enthusiasm" and followed him.

It wasn't until she came to the carriage that she saw no one around that she whispered to Mrs. Fang: "Mrs. Fang, let me make a long story short. There are three common blood types in people. I call them A, B, and C. Mr. Fang is A, and Aunt Xia is C. The two of them gave birth to a child. The child can only be A or C, but Fang Bin is B, so it can be confirmed that Fang Bin is not Mr. Fang’s biological child.”

Mrs. Fang had some guesses in her mind, but after hearing Jiang Huaixu's words, she suddenly felt dizzy. When she was unsteady, she was supported by a pair of small hands. After a long pause to recover, Mrs. Fang struggled to smile and said: "Trouble. It's up to you, little doctor Jiang, I will tell you this matter, whether you believe it or not is not up to me."

Jiang Huaixu nodded. He had been childless for many years. Mrs. Fang's reputation as a wife was probably criticized by many people. Today, it can be seen that the relationship between her and Fang Zhan is not as harmonious as the rumors say.

After all, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.