Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 392 - 391: What do you think I should do?

Chapter 392: Chapter 391: What do you think I should do?

This was the second time Feng Yexuan had vomited blood seriously while in a coma.

After Chu Qianli finally managed to stop his bleeding, she immediately ordered Leng Ji to find someone for a blood test.

Feng Yexuan had reached the point where a blood transfusion was unavoidable!

"Have the Fourteenth Prince come over!"

They were siblings born of the same parents, so the probability of a blood type match was the greatest.

In this era, she didn’t have many instruments and equipment, so blood testing wasn’t very convenient.

She could only start with the most likely candidates.

"Find a way, and don’t alarm the Empress Dowager... Liujin, if there’s a way, add some calming medicine to the Empress Dowager’s food."

"I understand!" Liujin nodded and immediately left.

These past few days, letting the Empress Dowager sleep more was not only good for her health but for everyone else as well.

Soon, Feng Jinrui rushed over in a hurry.

The bloodstains in the room had been cleaned, but the strong smell of blood still lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

"What happened? Who... who is injured?"

He stared at Chu Qianli’s face.

Although her complexion was also a bit pale, she didn’t look particularly dreadful.

But the face of his Fourth Imperial Brother...

"Enchantress, what exactly is wrong with my Fourth Imperial Brother?"

"He vomited blood just now and is now suffering from severe blood loss, needing replenishment." Chu Qianli was organizing her tools.

"Blood replenishment?" These words were unheard of.

Chu Qianli didn’t want to explain: "If your Fourth Imperial Brother needs someone to give him a blood transfusion, would you be willing?"

"I am willing!" What was there to ask? He wished he could give all his blood to his Fourth Imperial Brother right then and there.

"How should I... give blood to my Fourth Imperial Brother? Enchantress... Miss Chu..."

"You might as well call me Enchantress since you’re already used to it." Miss Chu and the like felt increasingly awkward to hear.

This guy was still a child.

"Come here." She waved her hand.

Feng Jinrui immediately went over.

"Give me your finger."

Feng Jinrui immediately stretched out his five fingers.

Chu Qianli grasped his index finger and pricked it with a silver needle, squeezing out a drop of blood.

Afterward, she simply had Feng Jinrui sit to the side while she busied herself with the tests.

It wasn’t long before her eyes lit up and she said, "Perfect! We’ll use your blood!"

Feng Jinrui was strong and had not been injured, making his blood the best choice.

Just a moment ago, she had been worried about whether she should try Feng Wuya if Feng Jinrui’s blood type didn’t match.

But Wuya’s health was poor, and his body couldn’t withstand donating blood.

Fortunately!

Feng Jinrui didn’t know what to do, but when the Enchantress asked him to sit at the bedside, he simply sat there quietly, his sleeve rolled up, motionless.

Chu Qianli took her homemade filter, connected the tubes to both ends, and then inserted the silver needle into Feng Jinrui’s arm.

The bright red blood immediately began to flow through the small tube into the filter.

"He might not be able to accept your blood, even if the blood type matches, there could still be a possibility of rejection."

As for the filter, it couldn’t compare to the advanced equipment of the twenty-first century, but it was still capable of basic separation.

Now, it was to see whether Feng Yexuan’s body was willing to accept Feng Jinrui’s blood.

She sterilized the needle, then slowly inserted it into Feng Yexuan’s arm.

The bright red blood immediately began to flow through the conduit, into Feng Yexuan’s body.

Feng Jinrui and Liujin were both extremely nervous, fearing the appearance of the rejection phenomenon she had mentioned.

Especially Jinrui, who was witnessing such a miraculous method of blood transfusion for the first time, could well be imagined how nervous he was.

Although he was willing to trust the Enchantress’s medical skills, with his Loyal Brother’s life at stake, how could he not be worried?

Everyone’s gaze was fixed tightly on Feng Yexuan’s face.

Before long, Feng Yexuan’s deathly pale face gradually gained a bit more color.

Liujin let out a sigh of relief.

Feng Jinrui saw him like this, and his tense heart finally relaxed a bit.

Glancing at Chu Qianli again, unexpectedly, she still maintained a calm expression, staring unblinkingly at the fourth royal brother.

Feng Jinrui’s somewhat eased heart instantly tightened again.

"Enchantress... Enchantress..." He initially just wanted to ask if everything was not yet settled.

But unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Yexuan’s complexion turn red too quickly, and gradually, it became a deep crimson.

"How could this be?" Feng Jinrui and Liujin were both greatly alarmed.

Feng Jinrui almost couldn’t stay seated, wanting to rise.

Chu Qianli hurriedly said, "Don’t move rashly, the needle is still in your arm."

Feng Jinrui immediately dared not move randomly, but his tense heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Enchantress, why is this happening? To the fourth royal brother he..."

"Don’t talk, don’t get anxious, look, the blood won’t come out!"

Chu Qianli quickly walked up to him and forcefully pushed him back down.

"Relax!"

As a martial artist, his inner strength was profound, and once he became overly tense, he would unconsciously activate his True Qi.

Once the True Qi was activated, the blood vessels tensed, and the blood flow would immediately become obstructed.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, relax, it’s really fine, let’s wait a bit longer, and please relax first."

Chu Qianli took his other hand and gently rubbed it, "Relax, be good."

Feng Jinrui’s breathing was very erratic.

He feared that his fourth royal brother might have some kind of "rejection" reaction.

It’s said that once rejection occurs, it can be very dangerous.

He was truly afraid.

However, the Enchantress’s soft voice, at this moment, was like a spring breeze, gently breezing across his heart.

His tense heart finally slowly relaxed a bit.

"Don’t exert your power, just relax."

"...I know, I am relaxing."

After much difficulty, the fresh blood flowing from his arm resumed its initial speed.

Feng Yexuan’s complexion also gradually changed from deep crimson to pale.

He still looked deathly pale, but compared to the bright red just before, it now seemed a bit more normal.

Feng Jinrui breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Enchantress was there, otherwise, who knows if he might have messed things up.

Seeing that his fourth royal brother had no reaction, Feng Jinrui finally felt at ease.

Looking down, he noticed... the Enchantress’s hand... was still holding his large palm.

Feng Jinrui subconsciously thought of pulling his hand back, but for some reason, being held by her right now, he didn’t feel so panicked.

It was just like, during his extremely anxious moments, when Mother held his hand.

Mother... he had no memory of her at all; since he had memory, it had always been Consort Jin who took care of him.

As for his real mother, he had never seen her.

Mother...

Looking down at the small hand holding his large palm, Feng Jinrui’s heart felt warm.

With her here, the fourth royal brother would surely be all right.

The fourth royal brother would definitely be able to recover.

...

The blood transfusion process was not so prolonged, and it soon concluded.

Chu Qianli had Liujin send Feng Jinrui back to rest.

Although Jinrui insisted repeatedly on staying to take care of the fourth royal brother, Chu Qianli gave him a special task.

That task was to live next door to the Empress Dowager, to keep an eye on the Empress Dowager’s every move at all times, and not to let the Empress Dowager come over here and disturb her treatment of King Yexuan.

Feng Jinrui really took her words to heart and immediately left.

At this time, Chu Qianli had just set up an IV drip for Feng Yexuan.

Looking at that handsome face devoid of any color, Chu Qianli smiled somewhat bitterly, "It won’t take seven days, if you show signs of improvement, I’m afraid your father will have me removed before you wake up."

"Yexuan, tell me, what should I do now?"