Chapter 1103: Severely Injured

Qi Haoran held Mu Yangling’s hand. Now that the tension had eased, the obsession that had been supporting him disappeared. He blacked out.

Mu Yangling’s expression changed and she hurriedly hugged him.

Qi Haoran’s left rib had been struck by Ah Yong’s arrow. Upon taking a closer look, Mu Yangling saw that the arrow had pierced through the heart-protecting mirror under his clothes and deviated half an inch to the left. She was not sure if the arrow had hit his heart, and this could only be confirmed by the imperial physicians when they returned to the capital.

Fei Bai’s face was equally pale, and he almost cried out. “Your Highness, the accompanying military doctors don’t dare to pull out the arrow. We have to quickly send His Highness back to the Central Capital.”

Mu Yangling carried Qi Haoran and got on the horse. “Fei Bai, bring some people back with Commandant Fang. With Li Zhang’s injuries, it’s not appropriate for him to rush around. Let the accompanying military doctor take care of him. I’ll bring the Prince back.”

Fei Bai quickly picked out more than 20 guards for Mu Yangling.

Afraid that the arrow would move, Mu Yangling did not dare to move too much. Naturally, she did not dare to place Qi Haoran on the horse’s back. Hence, she carried him with one arm and spurred the horse back to the Central Capital with the other.

Qi Xiuyuan, Fan Zijin, and the others had already received the news in advance and had already asked the imperial physicians to wait. As soon as Mu Yangling arrived at the city gate, a carriage was waiting for her. An imperial physician carried a box and came up to take Qi Haoran’s pulse. After confirming that Qi Haoran was still alive, he heaved a sigh of relief.

When Qi Haoran was sent to the Great Jin palace, Qi Xiuyuan and Fan Zijin came out with pale faces. After seeing Qi Haoran’s injuries, they asked coldly, “How did he get injured?”

It was rare for Qi Haoran to be injured in an official battle. Previously, when he entered the perilous Central Capital, he was fine. However, this time, he actually suffered an injury to his vital points. They found it unbelievable.

Mu Yangling said, “There’s a sharpshooter in the Yuan Army with impressive shooting skills. Even I almost died in his hands. Fortunately, Ogedei wasn’t ruthless enough. Otherwise…”

Ogedei didn’t dare to provoke Qi Haoran in case the Qi Army killed his three generals and made his army lose their morale. Otherwise, Qi Haoran, who was negotiating with Ogedei face to face on his horse, might not have gotten away alive.

Qi Xiuyuan’s expression was ugly as he asked, “Where’s that person?”

“Dead.”

Qi Xiuyuan heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at the imperial physicians.

The imperial physicians had already cut off Qi Haoran’s clothes. Wiping their sweat, they replied, “Your Majesty, I’m afraid His Highness has injured his vital points. We don’t dare to pull out the arrow casually, so we can only cut it and take out the arrowhead. If it damages his heart meridians, I’m afraid… Please forgive us, Your Majesty.”

Mu Yangling’s expression changed. “That’s impossible. He hasn’t bled for the past two days. His heart meridians couldn’t have been injured.”

“His heart was shielded by the heart-protecting mirror. How could he have hurt his heart meridians? If you don’t know how to treat illnesses, don’t spout nonsense.” Fan Zijin glared at them with red eyes.

Qi Xiuyuan’s eyes were also slightly red, but when he saw how agitated Mu Yangling and Fan Zijin were, he could only force himself to calm down and say coldly, “Just tell me what you need and do your best to save Prince Rong. If he lives, I’ll bestow you all wealth and glory, but if he dies.” Qi Xiuyuan looked at them coldly. “It won’t implicate your families, but you’ll have to die with him.”

The imperial physicians knelt down and kowtowed. Then, they discussed the prescription.

They needed anesthetics, hemostatic medicine, and various precious life-preserving herbs.

The imperial physicians weren’t completely unfamiliar with operating on patients, but they weren’t very familiar with it either. This was because surgery was only a small branch of Chinese medicine. They mostly used herbs, acupuncture, and other methods to achieve the effect of curing illnesses. They did know how to perform surgery, but this was the first time they were performing surgery on the heart. After all, not everyone had Hua Tuo1’s ability.

Mu Yangling paced back and forth outside the house. At this moment, she felt a little regretful. Why did she go to a military academy in her previous life and not a medical school?

Qi Xiuyuan was also anxious, but when he saw that Mu Yangling was in a sorry state, dark circles under her eyes, and that she was injured, he quickly comforted her. “Ah Ling, go wash up and treat your injuries first. Perhaps the imperial physicians will have saved Haoran by the time you finish applying the medicine.”

Mu Yangling shook her head. “No, I’ll wait here. Big Brother, since I won’t feel at ease even if I leave, I might as well wait here.”

Qi Xiuyuan looked at the wound on her arm. “Then go to the side hall and get the palace maid to apply some hemostatic medicine on you. I see that your wound is bleeding again.”

Not as good-tempered as Qi Xiuyuan, he snapped angrily, “If you don’t go, when Haoran wakes up, you’ll have bled out. Do you want us to escort you there?”

Stunned, Mu Yangling suddenly said, “That’s right. Blood. How can the imperial physician only prepare medicine to stop the bleeding? We also have to prepare blood plasma. What if Haoran goes into shock after losing too much blood?”

“What?”

Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin looked at each other. Although they didn’t understand what Mu Yangling was saying, they vaguely understood what she meant. They frowned in unison. “You mean to prepare blood for Haoran? Can Haoran use someone else’s blood to replenish his lost blood? But he’s unconscious now. How can he drink it?”

With no time to explain further, Mu Yangling quickly grabbed a medicine boy who came out and said, “Go find an imperial physician and ask them if they can transfuse blood to His Highness.”

Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin both felt that Mu Yangling had gone crazy from the stimulation. But to their surprise, the imperial physician actually said to Mu Yangling seriously, “Your Highness, Great Jin’s Imperial Institute of Medicine does have two sets of equipment for blood transfusion, but you should know that blood transfusion is a risky procedure. From the medical books of past generations, there have been successful blood transfusions for patients who have lost too much blood, but there were also cases where the situation worsens. Among them, the success rate is the highest for those who are related by blood, but… there’s also a possibility of failure. His Highness’s body could show adverse reactions to the transfused blood. Should that happen, I’m afraid we won’t be able to turn the tables. And until now, we still don’t know how to differentiate between blood that fuses and blood that repels.”

In other words, they had the technology to transfuse blood, but they did not know that blood was differentiated by blood type, let alone how to differentiate blood type.

Mu Yangling said, “As long as you have a blood transfusion tool, it’s fine. I’ll determine the blood type. I mean, I can tell whose blood is effective for the Prince.”

The imperial physician heaved a sigh of relief. This way, their success would be greater. He quickly turned around to tell his colleagues the good news and sent someone to find the blood transfusion tools from the Great Jin Imperial Institute of Medicine.

Mu Yangling took Qi Haoran’s blood and the serum from it. Because she knew that the blood of close relatives was most likely of the same blood type, she directly took Qi Xiuyuan and Fan Zijin’s blood.

The minister beside Qi Xiuyuan opened his mouth to object, but seeing Qi Xiuyuan glance at him coldly, he could only shut his mouth.

When the surgery started inside, Mu Yangling confirmed that Qi Xiuyuan and Fan Zijin’s blood types were the same as Qi Haoran’s.

Mu Yangling heaved a sigh of relief. Knowing that the imperial physicians didn’t dare to draw Qi Xiuyuan’s blood, she personally did it.

Qi Xiuyuan saw that although her movements were unfamiliar, she clearly knew the steps. That strange feeling rose again.

Having watched her grow up, he was very familiar with Ah Ling’s background and experiences. Other than her first nine years of existence, he knew everything about her experiences. However, somehow, she could always do things she wasn’t supposed to know how to do.

Qi Xiuyuan had doubts in his heart, so he looked up at her. Seeing that she was anxiously wiping her sweat and looking at the blood extracted from his arm, Qi Xiuyuan suddenly felt relieved. So what if she was different from others?

It was fine as long as she was devoted to Haoran.

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