Chapter 23: Could this be the legendary 'replenishing the shape with the shape'?

While Lu Zhenting went to forge the syringe, Lin Jiaojiao seized the opportunity to call the wet nurse to give Pei Tiezhu a medicinal bath. After the medicinal bath, Pei Tiezhu broke into a sweat, and Lin Jiaojiao knew the child should be able to break the fever completely, so she felt relieved and reached out to eat the meat bun on the table that had already cooled down.

"It tastes pretty good." Lin Jiaojiao ate while looking back at Song Shijie's condition.

This angered his subordinates. "Master Song is injured like this, and you still have the heart to eat meat buns!"

"I am also a human, why can't I eat! If I don't eat, how can I have the strength to save your Master Song!"

The two subordinates were choked by Lin Jiaojiao's words. One of them asked the other anxiously, "Why hasn't the Imperial Physician you sent people to find come yet?"

"I don't know," the other looked at the sky, it was already dark outside, and he paced back and forth anxiously, even running to the Dali Temple entrance from time to time to look. "Why hasn't the person from the Imperial Hospital come yet!"

Lin Jiaojiao actually hoped that someone from the Imperial Hospital would come.

After all, this was the first time she had treated a living person's injury!

She was a bit unsure in her heart. Right now, Song Shijie was still in a coma, most likely due to excessive blood loss.

If she didn't give him a blood transfusion, she didn't know when he would wake up!

And even if he woke up, there were subsequent problems, especially to prevent subsequent wound infection.

The people at the Dali Temple looked forward to it, but they didn't wait for anyone from the Imperial Hospital. Instead, they waited for Lu Zhenting, who returned with the newly forged syringe.

They saw him riding a black blood-sweating horse, galloping all the way from the street, arriving directly at the Dali Temple entrance, jumping off the horse's back, handing the reins to the Dali Temple guard, and walking in quickly with his long legs.

Lin Jiaojiao looked at the crudely made, thick-needled instrument and felt terrified. This syringe was forged to be larger than any syringe she had ever seen!

One syringe could hold at least 100 milliliters of blood! Especially that needle, the forging process met the requirements, but it was almost as thick as her own blood vessels!

But there was no other way now, she could only bite the bullet!

Under Lu Zhenting's gaze, she inserted the needle, which had been boiled in boiling water, into her own blood vessel, drew blood, and then transported it to Song Shijie.

"Stinky woman, what are you doing?" Song Shijie's subordinate scolded loudly. "If Master Song has any shortcomings, I will be the first to take you!"

"Don't be rude!" Lu Zhenting shouted angrily, and the person was speechless.

Lin Jiaojiao's operation made even Guo Shi click her tongue in wonder. "My goodness, could this be the legendary 'replenishing the shape with the shape'?"

After going back and forth four or five times, Lin Jiaojiao's lips turned pale, and Lu Zhenting couldn't bear it and hurriedly stopped her.

He stretched his thick arm in front of Lin Jiaojiao and said righteously, "You can use my blood!"

"No," Lin Jiaojiao felt that her body had been drained, but she still insisted on drawing the last tube of blood to transport to Song Shijie. "I can confirm that I am universal blood, but I have no way to determine if you are universal blood."

"Universal blood?" Lu Zhenting was puzzled, but he really couldn't bear to see Lin Jiaojiao, a weak woman, drain her own blood to save the injured and comatose Song Shijie.

"Universal blood means it can be transported to anyone. Others are not universal blood and cannot be transported to the wounded at will."

When she finished transporting the last tube of blood, her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and she was so weak that she was about to fall. Lu Zhenting hurriedly stepped forward and let her lean on him.

Lin Jiaojiao felt that her blood pressure and blood sugar were about to drop, and cold sweat seeped from her forehead. She asked weakly, "Is the medicine I wanted boiled?"

"Boiled," Lu Zhenting responded repeatedly, and hurriedly ordered people to bring the medicinal soup in.

Just when everyone thought the medicine was for Song Shijie, Lin Jiaojiao drank the medicine herself in one gulp.

"Stinky woman, you..." Song Shijie's subordinate was so anxious that he wanted to hit someone. Lu Zhenting stopped the person again and ordered him to go outside to guard.

"I'm still in my confinement! I transported so much blood to him, and my qi and blood are severely deficient. What's wrong with me eating some tonic?" Lin Jiaojiao retorted unhappily. After drinking the medicine, although she felt better, her voice was still weak.

Lu Zhenting patted her shoulder to thank her, but almost patted her directly to the ground!

He hurriedly helped Lin Jiaojiao up and apologized. "Sorry, the martial artist used too much force. Lin Guniang, if Shijie can wake up, I will definitely thank you with a generous gift!"

Lin Jiaojiao's request was not high. "No need, as long as you can rescue me from the Pei Mansion, that's fine."

Lu Zhenting bowed and agreed. "Since you have mentioned this matter many times, I will definitely try every means to help you get out of the Pei Mansion."

Seeing that he was so determined to help her, and also defied public opinion and actively cooperated with Song Shijie's treatment, Lin Jiaojiao was very grateful in her heart.

At the same time, she had a trace of doubt. "Why do you believe me so much?"

"Because you cured my abdominal pain," General Lu looked at her apricot eyes and answered seriously. "Yesterday afternoon, my mansion physician Liu Zhongyi came to find me and informed me that a miracle doctor had been arrested by the Dali Temple, and said that this miracle doctor might be able to cure my mother's leg illness, so I rushed over."

"Liu Zhongyi?" Lin Jiaojiao felt that she seemed to have heard this name, but couldn't remember where she heard it. She wondered, "I don't know any Liu Zhongyi, but I do know one called Liu Shouyi."

Lu Zhenting smiled. "Liu Shouyi and Liu Zhongyi are brothers."

"Oh!" Lin Jiaojiao suddenly realized. "I remember now, you are the great general that Liu Shouyi mentioned!"

"It is indeed me. Seeing you today, you don't hold grudges and do your best to save Shijie. Lu sees it in his eyes and determines that you are the one-in-a-million miracle doctor."

Lin Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed by the praise. "No, no, it's just that our modern medical system is more developed."

Lu Zhenting had never heard such a novel term. "What modern medical system?"

"Nothing, nothing." Lin Jiaojiao waved her hand. "The medical conditions here are backward, and patients are difficult to treat. It's really something that can't be helped. Since I've come here, I can't bear to see people around me die without treatment."

Lu Zhenting heard Lin Jiaojiao's words and felt deeply admired. "I didn't expect the miracle doctor to be a female hero! Lu truly admires you! If there is a chance, I will definitely help you build a medical clinic to save the dying and heal the wounded!"

"Really?!" Lin Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but express her true feelings. "I'm really fed up with the life of pretending in the Pei Mansion, living in fear every day, and having to figure out how to survive under that old witch's nose. If I can leave the Pei Mansion, I will definitely find a way to open a medical clinic to settle down!"

The two didn't expect to be so like-minded, and they began to appreciate each other more.

It was just that Guo Shi's shouting pulled her back. "Hey? Mistress?"

She held Zhu Geer and pointed to Song Shijie lying on the bed. "It's already night outside. What are we eating tonight? Where are we staying?"

Lu Zhenting stood up and smiled slightly. "Follow me. I have a simple residence in the Dali Temple, which was prepared for me by Shijie. If you don't mind, it's not impossible to move there."

"Of course." Lin Jiaojiao hurriedly agreed to get up, then signaled for Guo Shi to follow quickly.

But she only took two steps before she felt her footsteps were floating and almost fell. Fortunately, Lu Zhenting helped her, and then without a word, he picked up the weak Lin Jiaojiao.

"I can walk..." Before Lin Jiaojiao finished speaking, Lu Zhenting interrupted her. "Lin Guniang, you saved my good brother with your own blood. I can't do anything else, but I can carry you for a while."

"Oh, just listen to General Lu!" Guo Shi instigated from the side. "I see your face is bloodless. If you walk a few more steps, I'm afraid you'll lose your life! What's wrong with letting General Lu carry you for a while!"

Lin Jiaojiao could only give up. She felt Lu Zhenting's sturdy arms and his strong heartbeat. Her whole body was soft and boneless in his arms, letting her heart beat wildly.

Lu Zhenting clearly felt Lin Jiaojiao's heart beating like a deer, and he felt that his own heartbeat and breathing seemed to be a bit chaotic.

After settling Lin Jiaojiao, Guo Shi, and the child, Lu Zhenting returned to Song Shijie's room and accompanied him by his bed.

Lu Zhenting looked at Song Shijie, who was still in a coma, and went to check his breath. Fortunately, his breathing was much steadier than before, and he felt a little relieved.

Only then did someone come to report, "General Lu, the Imperial Hospital is empty. I heard that the Empress Dowager in the palace had a headache, and all the imperial physicians were called into the palace..."

"Got it." Lu Zhenting waved his hand and let the person go down.

He wiped the blood off Song Shijie's body and the bed. As he wiped, a feeling of hatred gathered in his heart: Shijie must have been injured by the pirate ronin today!

Thinking of this, he wished he could get up and kill them now, wiping out all the pirates lurking in the capital!

But reason told him that he couldn't leave the Dali Temple at this moment. Maybe there were Eastern Yi thieves hiding somewhere outside, ready to take advantage of Song Shijie. If he ran out to kill the thieves because of a momentary impulse, it would be putting Song Shijie in deep crisis!

Intuition told him that Song Shijie's injury this time was not simple, and even the ronin he met in the morning might be the bait they threw out!

Suddenly, someone outside requested an audience, saying they wanted to find Song Shijie to report something important.

"What's the matter? Don't you see Master Song is still in a coma? Go, go! Hurry up and leave!" The guard was about to drive the person away, but was heard by Lu Zhenting. He stopped the person. "What's the matter?"

"Uh, it's not a big deal," the person hesitated, but under Lu Zhenting's murderous gaze, he was so scared that he shivered and directly said what he wanted to report. "Master Song asked me to check the food the Pei Mansion sent to Lin Jiaojiao yesterday. I found out that there is a certain amount of arsenic in it..." ===== CHAPTER 24 =====