The Su family sent housekeepers and guards to take Man Bao and Bai Shan back. They went back in their own carriages, with Daji driving the carriage. If you want to read the full version for free, please search it on Baidu.

When they arrived at Changqing Lane, the housekeeper at the back unloaded pieces of fabric and boxes of gift boxes from his car and led the guards to send them inside.

Bai Shan and Man Bao paid little attention to the matter and left it to Liu Gui who came out to handle it.

Mr. Zhuang only took one look and knew that things went smoothly today. Seeing that the two disciples were covered in blood, he waved his hand and said, "Go and wash up first."

Man Bao and Mr. Bai Sanchong bowed their heads to the end and went to the backyard to take a bath and wash themselves.

Butler Su watched all this and went to meet Mr. Zhuang with a smile on his face.

Mr. Zhuang also smiled at him and stepped forward to entertain him.

Man Bao washed his hair and took a bath, and Aunt Rong boiled water with mugwort for them to wash, which happened to dispel bad luck.

Man Bao wiped his hair, but he didn't care since it wasn't dry yet, so he simply put on his clothes and went out with his hair loose.

The same is true for Bai Shan.

As soon as the two of them sat down in the courtyard, Bai Erlang sat next to them and looked at them with his chin raised, as if he wanted to listen to the story.

The two of them ignored him, took the noodles served by Aunt Rong and started eating. While eating, they asked, "Have you all eaten?"

"What a coincidence, you just put away the dishes and chopsticks before you came back," Bai Erlang said: "Then Duke Pi Guo is so stingy that he didn't even give you dinner?"

Only then did Man Bao remember this, raised his head and said, "I remember, Mrs. Su and the prince didn't seem to have had dinner."

Bai Shan nodded.

The two of them lowered their heads to look at the hot noodles. They both felt that they were a little pitiful, so they lowered their heads and took a big bite.

After Mr. Zhuang saw off Butler Su, he came in and saw two disciples with disheveled hair eating noodles, while the other one sat opposite them in a daze with his chin propped up.

Mr. Zhuang first scolded the two of them, "What does it look like to be disheveled? Don't do it next time."

Man Bao looked down at his clothes and said, "Sir, your clothes are neatly dressed."

Mr. Zhuang just looked at her messy head.

Bai Shan suppressed a smile and said, "Sir, this is not a crown."

Mr. Zhuang glanced at him, shook his head, sat down, and waited until they finished eating before asking, "How is it?"

The matter of rescuing people was naturally answered by Man Bao. She reported the blood transfusion and Su Jian's pulse, saying that as long as he woke up at noon tomorrow, he would be half alive.

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, but he was curious about another point, "There are only four types of blood in the world? Doesn't it mean that the blood of every four people can be blended with each other?"

"No, there are more than four types, but they can be roughly divided into four types. There are only a few rare blood types. I don't know how to divide them yet." Man Bao thought for a while and said: "Even if they are of the same type.

In fact, there are certain risks when blood fuses in the body. Therefore, the best way to replenish blood is to rely on one's own hematopoiesis, such as the blood replenishing prescription prescribed by Taiyuan Hospital, which is very good, including one..."

Mr. Zhuang stopped her ramblings and continued his question, "Wouldn't it be useless to recognize one's relatives with a drop of blood? The blood of every four people can blend together, then..."

"..." Man Bao was silent for a moment and then corrected: "Sir, it's not that the blood of every four people can blend in the water, but that everyone's blood can eventually blend in the blood. It's just a matter of the length of time.

That’s all.”

Mr. Zhuang: "...Is that so?"

"Not only can human blood fuse, but human and chicken blood, sheep blood, and cow blood should also fuse. Hey, we can give it a try tomorrow."

Bai Shan felt a little pain in his fingertips.

Bai Erlang, who knew nothing about it, asked enthusiastically, "How to try?"

"Let's go to the market to see whose newly killed sheep, take a drop of blood and put it in, and then we can add a drop of our own blood." Man Bao became more and more happy as he talked, "You can also tell Aunt Rong that the kitchen

If you kill a chicken, call me and I'll take some fresh chicken blood to try."

Bai Erlang nodded happily, "Okay, okay."

Bai Shan stared at him, thinking he was a fool, "Take your blood?"

Bai Erlang's face stiffened and he asked: "How to get it? I, I don't use a knife."

"No need for a knife." Man Bao's utensils haven't been cleaned yet, so the things are still in the backpack. She directly drags the backpack over and takes out a short needle to show him, "Just use this, just prick your fingertips."

Bleeding."

Mr. Zhuang squinted at the short needle in her hand.

Bai Erlang came up to look at it and blinked, "Why do I think this short needle looks familiar?"

Man Bao blinked, took back the short needle, tilted his head and said, "Is there any? Maybe it's because it's a bit similar to the needles I commonly use."

Bai Erlang finally remembered. He jumped up and said, "No, this is the needle you used to make us bleed. The particularly painful needle, I will remember it all my life..."

Man Bao picked up the basket and said, "Sir, I went to the kitchen to clean the utensils. Maybe they will be used again tomorrow."

After saying that, he ran away.

Bai Erlang was furious. Seeing Bai Shan's indifferent expression, he turned and glared at him, "You also know that you all lied to me!"

Bai Shan raised his eyelids and glanced at him and said, "I only found out today. And why are you so angry? You bled once and I was pricked twice."

Bai Erlang thought about it, and finally remembered that Bai Shan had done it once more than him.

Mr. Zhuang on the side coughed heavily, and then the two of them remembered that Mr. Zhuang seemed to have been stabbed as well.

The two of them lowered their heads in silence and did not dare to speak.

Man Bao put the things in a pot, boiled them in water and soaked them. He felt that their anger was almost gone, so he ran back again.

Mr. Zhuang and the others had already made tea and were waiting for her alone.

Man Bao was so happy that he ran up and sat down in his seat. Bai Shan poured her a cup of tea.

Mr. Zhuang took a sip of tea and asked, "My young master was injured. How did his family find Man Bao here?"

Naturally, I asked Bai Shan this question.

This is also one of the reasons for Bai Shan to follow.

He said: "Today, Su Jian and Du Yu were playing polo at the racecourse in the eastern suburbs. They got into a fight over the venue. They played a game first. During the game, the two of them faced each other tit for tat and attacked each other. Su Jian

He was hit by Du Yu and fell off his horse. For some reason, nails were embedded in the soles of his shoes. When he was hanging on the horse, the nails pierced the horse's belly and the horse went crazy."

"The prince went to join in the fun in disguise, and rescued Su Jian back to the Duke of Pi's Mansion, and then sent someone to ask the imperial doctor to treat him. The doctor in charge was Dr. Ji. The prince's words angered the prince, and the prince was so angry that he beheaded the doctor.

, the chief physician became his deputy, Dr. Zheng." Bai Shan said: "Mr. Zheng was not sure about the situation, so he secretly asked people to go back to Jishitang to invite shopkeeper Zheng Da. I guess the Zheng family has such a great doctor, and they must be reluctant to part with Dr. Zheng.

He just folded it inside, knowing that Man Bao could stop the bleeding, so he called Man Bao away."

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "It's still too dangerous."

Bai Shan nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!