The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife - Chapter 363

  Chapter 363 With one blow, is there still life?

   Zhao Chuchu had seen enough of the show, so he said, “This is not over yet, let’s continue to drip blood.”

   Everyone looked at Zhao Chuchu, no matter if there was a ghost in their hearts, they dared not try it lightly.

  If there is such a thing that the blood cannot be fused, wouldn’t it be impossible to tell with a mouth full of them?

   Zhao Chuchu saw no response from everyone, so he dripped his own blood, and then let Zhao Baogen choose someone to drip blood with her.

   Zhao Baogen randomly ordered a few people.

   As a result, after a try, two women’s blood merged with Zhao Chuchu, and the remaining few failed.

   And the two women had nothing to do with the Zhao family, they were both married from other villages, and their ancestors did not marry any family in Lengshui Village.

   Now everyone is stunned.

What exactly happened?

   They all asked Zhao Chuchu:

   “Chuchu, why can’t your own blood be fused?”

   “Yes, yes, I heard that only the blood of one’s own blood can be fused, so there is a basis for blood to recognize relatives.”

   “According to this, not many people’s blood can be fused together, isn’t it messed up?”

  …

   Zhao Chuchu looked around for a week and simply repeated the blood type he just said.

   Based on what they saw just now, everyone seems to understand but not understand.

   “So if you want to add blood to Zhao Changrong, you must use the blood of someone who can fuse with him?”

   “Theoretically, this is the case, but there are other things to be sure. It’s not that simple. You can’t try it casually, or you will die. Also, you can’t use the blood of your immediate family, such as your parents.”

“why?”

   “Because the blood is too close, it will cause many other complications. In this way, as long as you get sick, the possibility of death is very high, and the people who have been rescued will die like this, and there is no way to save them if you get sick.”

  People still don’t understand, Zhao Chuchu can only use the simplest example to illustrate, so that everyone can understand.

   But Zhao Baogen still wanted to use his own blood, lest Zhao Changrong have someone else’s blood on him and become someone else’s child.

Zhao Chuchu took a deep breath: “I told you for a long time, and you still told me this? Okay, I’ll say it before, if Zhao Changrong dies, you won’t regret it in your life. When the time comes, the immortal Daluo will come down to earth and also Can’t save his life!”

   Zhao Baogen didn’t dare to insist any longer.

Old lady Chen persuaded: “Chu Chu has said that our blood is like a stream, and it is constantly replaced with new ones. No one can take away your flesh and blood in Changrong. Do you really want to watch him die like this? ?When will you regret it again?

  If I remember correctly, Chu Chu said that he would not save your people with the surname Zhao. Today, she sees that Changrong is still a child. If you want to cut the future of Evergreen, even if you want to make up for it, there will be no chance! “

Ma begged Zhao Chuchu: “Don’t worry about them, I will bear all the consequences, I just want to keep Chang Rong alive. Zhao Baogen is not worthy of being Chang Rong’s father, I would rather they scold me for being a womanizer all my life, and I will also Save my son!”

   Zhao Chuchu looked at Lao Zhaotou and the others: “How about you?”

  Old Zhaotou did not dare to look at Zhao Chuchu, nor did he dare to ask Mrs. Yang.

   Because Zhao Chuchu’s actions just now were enough to prove that their previous perceptions were all false.

   After all, the old man didn’t want to believe that he was wearing a green hat.

“Chu Chu is right, she is a doctor, no one knows how to save Chang Rong better than us. Chang Rong is Bao Gen’s son, this will never change, blood cannot be given up, so just do as Chu Chu said. .”

  Old Zhaotou finished speaking, turned around and left.

   He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would become the object of ridicule by others.

   Mrs. Yang resented that Old Zhaotou slandered her in public just now, and the tone in his heart had not yet passed, so he chased after and continued to settle accounts with Old Zhaotou.

   And Zhao Baotian and Liu Shi feel guilty and want to leave now.

  Zhao Baogen suddenly said: “Young third, you can’t go, just watch here, and see what Changrong has been hurt by you! I can see clearly what Changrong you pushed!”

  Zhao Baotian was suddenly in a cold sweat,

   Mr. Liu swallowed his saliva: “His second uncle, Baotian didn’t mean it either. Didn’t Zhao Chuchu rescue the man now? Are you going to make trouble for such a trivial matter?”

   “A trivial matter? This is a trivial matter? My son almost lost his life!” Zhao Baogen growled, “I tell you, this matter is not over yet, you’d better pray that Evergreen is okay, or I want you to bury him with him!”

   “Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn’t do it on purpose. If Changrong hadn’t bit me, how could I have done it? Second brother, you have to be reasonable!”

   “It doesn’t make sense, it’s all your fault, I only believe what I see.”

   “His second uncle, during the time you broke your leg, the two of us are working hard inside and outside this family. You have no conscience when you say these words?”

  …

   Zhao Chuchu was expressionless and began to test whose blood was suitable.

  If she didn’t have the healing ability, Zhao Changrong would have been cold by now.

  Ma Shi doesn’t care if their dog bites a dog.

   Almost losing Zhao Changrong has exhausted her.

   She just wanted Zhao Changrong to live.

   If Zhao Changrong also died, she wouldn’t be able to live!

   No matter what Zhao Chuchu does, even if it is to use her life to exchange with Zhao Changrong, she is willing.

   “If you want to make a noise, go back to your house to make a noise, and don’t hinder Chu Chu here.” Xie Heng said coldly, “If it doesn’t help, what’s the use of fighting a war of words? It’s not a child anymore!”

   As soon as these words came out, Zhao Baogen and Zhao Baotian immediately fell silent.

  Xie Heng glanced at them again: “Would you like to bring out a knife for you?”

  Liu scolded: “Dalang, our brothers are just quarreling. You don’t need to use a knife or something, so stop joking.”

   “I’m not joking with you.” Xie Heng said sternly, “There is nothing that can’t be solved with one stroke. If there is, then a few more strokes.”

   Mrs Liu did not dare to say a word.

   She was afraid that Xie Heng would really bring out two kitchen knives.

   Zhao Baogen will be righteous now, if she really cuts down, will her man still be alive?

  The yard is quiet.

   Zhao Chuchu asked someone to carry Zhao Changrong to a room in the house.

   Mrs. Chen quickly cleaned up her grandson’s room and placed Zhao Changrong.

   Chen Dashan’s blood type matched, Zhao Chuchu told Chen Dashan that he would draw blood later, and Chen Dashan agreed without thinking.

   Anyway, if you don’t want your own life, you can save the child, that’s a merit.

   “The others are waiting outside, Uncle Dashan, Ma’s Zhao Baogen, the three of you come in.” Zhao Chuchu said to the three of them.

  Ma Shi rushed in immediately, and Zhao Baogen limped behind him.

   When Zhao Chuchu drew blood for Chen Dashan, he was not in front of Ma’s face, but in another room.

   She then covered the medicine cabinet, and took out the blood-drawing equipment and the medicine for treating the blood from the space.

  The blood that has just been drawn cannot be put into the body of the injured person immediately, and it needs to be dealt with.

   And pre-apocalyptic medical technology has been able to simplify many once-complex processes, such as blood processing.

   (end of this chapter)