The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 1047 - 126: Blood Transfusion 4 (Extra for "Yellow Tangerine"’s Reward)

Chapter 1047: Chapter 126: Blood Transfusion 4 (Extra for "Yellow Tangerine"’s Reward)

Bai Shan sat opposite Manbao, opened the paper bag, and took out a pancake to give to her.

The pancake was originally well-baked, but now, having long passed lunchtime, Aunt Rong had put it back in the stove to roast a little more until it was golden brown. Then she cut it open, stuffed in some minced meat and crisp cucumber strips, and mixed in a spoonful of sauce—making it quite delicious.

Bai Shan took one for himself, glanced inside, then lifted the curtain and stretched the paper bag out, "There are two more, Daji, give one to Eunuch Wu."

Daji was holding the reins with one hand and took it with the other, answering with a sound.

Eunuch Wu hesitated for a moment and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Young Master Bai, I’m not hungry."

Bai Shan looked at him skeptically, "Have you eaten lunch?"

Eunuch Wu paused, then smiled, "Well, no..."

"Then how can you not be hungry? Hurry up and eat, the ones we make at home are really good."

Daji also handed the paper bag to him, "Eunuch Wu, please take one first."

After a moment of silence, Eunuch Wu took one with a smile on his face, "Then I must thank Young Master Bai."

He took out a pancake, and Daji bit into the last one, devouring it in seven or eight bites.

Eunuch Wu was startled for a moment and then laughed, turning away to eat it in small bites.

Inside the carriage, Manbao and Bai Shan also sat opposite each other, relishing the food. Manbao even fished out a bamboo cylinder of water from the backpack to drink.

By the time the carriage stopped again, the two had just finished drinking the water and wiped their mouths.

The two people, carrying their backpacks, entered the back yard, into the same room, where the sound of sobbing could be heard.

Manbao entered and saw the same old woman from before, who was holding a younger woman in her arms to comfort her, surrounded by quite a few servants.

As soon as Manbao came in, she smelled a heavy mixture of the scent of blood and pollen, so intense that she sneezed.

Old Madam looked up and brightened at the sight of Manbao, and as she was about to greet her, Manbao waved her hand in front of her nose and frowned, "Why are there so many people in this room?"

Imperial Doctor Zheng, hearing the commotion, rushed out from inside. Seeing her, his eyes brightened as well, and immediately bowed to Old Madam, "Please wait outside, Old Madam, we need to treat the Young Master Ji now."

The lady in the Old Madam’s arms raised her head, crying, "Can’t we watch?"

Manbao glanced at her and said, "You can, but you’ll need to change your clothes first, preferably take a bath and wash your hair. Also, all these people in the room need to go out, leaving only the original attendants will be enough."

She looked unhappily at Imperial Doctor Zheng, "You’ve made such a big incision, how could you allow so many people in? Don’t you know that the more people, the more polluted the air, and the more easily the wound can get infected?"

Imperial Doctor Zheng was somewhat embarrassed, explaining in a low voice, "We told them..."

But the patient’s family wouldn’t listen, and with a prince supporting them from behind, what could they do?

Manbao turned back and looked silently at Old Madam.

Old Madam understood their words and, startled, quickly asked, "Should we not stay here?"

"It’s best not to," Manbao said, "Not only today, but in the future, you should try to enter this room as little as possible. When you come to visit, try to wear clean clothes, do not burn incense, avoid applying powder, and ensure your hands are cleaned..."

Manbao paused, then spoke more gently, "He has many external injuries, and the incision I made is a bit large, which makes it very dangerous."

The beautiful woman, stunned, asked, "What incision?"

"The one on his stomach."

"Cough, cough," the Crown Prince entered from outside, causing everyone to hurriedly bow. The Crown Prince returned a half-bow to the Old Madam before turning to Manbao and asking, "Did you get the items?"

Manbao nodded, "I got them."

She then looked toward the Old Madam and the others.

The Old Madam immediately said, "We’ll go out right away."

The crowd bustled out. Manbao thought it over and felt that blood transfusion was a serious matter, and since it was her first time attempting such a thing, she needed to explain it clearly to the family. Although the Crown Prince was also family, a brother-in-law isn’t as close as one’s own mother, so Manbao followed them out, planning to have a thorough talk with them.

Imperial Doctor Zheng, who was waiting to discuss the condition with her, saw her leave and went to find his colleagues, leaving one person to watch over the unconscious Young Master Bai, while the others exited as well.

As soon as she was out the door, before Manbao could speak, Imperial Doctor Zheng gathered around her and said, "We’ve administered the medicine, but the situation hasn’t improved much. Young Master Bai has lost too much blood; if this continues, I fear it won’t end well."

Another doctor also whispered aside, "If his pulse doesn’t improve, I’m afraid he won’t survive the night."

Since they were discussing the patient’s condition among themselves, they were more direct, but when they faced the Crown Prince and the Su Family, they would say, "Young Master Bai is blessed; if he makes it through these two days, he will be out of danger."

And if he didn’t make it through, then it was simply a lack of fortune.

Manbao, who had received pointers from Doctor Ji, understood immediately, "The medicine didn’t work at all?"

"Very little," Imperial Doctor Zheng said softly, "As you said, Young Master Bai has lost too much blood, and his age doesn’t help—he’s not as robust as Young Master Ji."

The Crown Prince, seeing them whispering on the side and feeling irritated, stepped forward and asked, "What’s the actual condition of the patient?"

Everyone looked at each other, then turned to Manbao, the shortest among them, asking, "Doctor Zhou Junior, that thing you mentioned about serum and transfusion..."

"I’ve brought it," Manbao put down her carrying pole, found a table to set her things down, took out a box, and then turned to the Old Madam, "Old Madam, has Imperial Doctor Zheng mentioned blood transfusion to you?"

The Old Madam shook her head, perplexed.

Manbao then cleared her throat and said, "Alright, let me explain. The patient has lost too much blood, which the body can’t replenish fast enough, so we need to transfuse some blood to help him through this difficult time. However, the transfusion may fail as well, which means the blood we input into his body might not meld and could cause a rejection reaction. But don’t worry, I will discern the blood type, and this significantly reduces the risk. Nonetheless, you still need to prepare yourselves mentally."

The Old Madam’s face turned pale as she asked, "The blood needed, is it a lot?"

"We’re not sure yet."

The Old Madam then extended her own hand to Manbao, "Take mine. I am his birth mother. And Eldest, Two, go call them back immediately, with all haste."

The beautiful woman broke down crying, "Mother, Second Uncle, and Eldest are far away in Taizhou and Quzhou, how could they return in time?"

"Go to the palace and call back Lord State Duke, his son is on the brink of death; what is he still doing in the palace?"

Manbao quickly stopped them and said, "For blood transfusion, it’s better not to use blood from a blood relative, matching blood types will suffice, no need for such trouble."

"Not use blood from a relative? But shouldn’t it be compatible? They are from the same lineage, whose blood could be more compatible than theirs?"

Manbao scratched her head. She had learned about it from Teacher Mo and knew why, but explaining it to them in a way they would understand was another challenge altogether.