Zhao Dacheng was the first to walk up, held Feng Yanran's hand, and said sincerely: "Brother Yanran, thank you... On behalf of the villagers of Fengweiao, I would like to thank you for everything you did for Fengweiao!"

Tiedan and others also surrounded him "suddenly", scrambling to shake hands with Feng Yanran, calling "brothers", full of enthusiasm.

Feng Yanran held a pair of rough hands and said with a smile: "I have always been low-key and humble. Since you treat my senior brother as your brother and Qikiao as your brother, I will suffer a little loss and treat you as good brothers... However, there is an ugly saying that I have to say in front. If anyone doesn't let me drink tonight, I won't treat him as a brother."

"Drinking?" Zhao Dacheng and others burst into tears and shouted: "Brother Yanran, although our 'Fengweiao' is small, there is no shortage of fruit wine made by our homemade. If you can drink it, brothers will accompany you. If you don't drink it, you will not be a man who stands and pees!"

"Damn, this is rough... I love listening!" Feng Yanran and Qi Sha looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Goudan and Shuanzhu approached Fu Chenxue and asked, "Brother Chenxue, can we go and see our own wife?"

Fu Chenxue nodded, Goudan and Shuanzhu shouted with joy, and ran towards the side hall.

Looking at their backs, Fu Chenxue said: "Brother Dacheng, Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan are in a dangerous period now. If we want to wake up, we have to do one thing!"

Zhao Dacheng said: "What's the matter? Chen Xue, just say that as long as we can do it, we have to do it even if we sell it!"

Fu Chenxue said: "Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan lost too much blood, and their bodies suffered a lot of damage. It will take a long time for all physical functions to recover. Now what they both need most is blood transfusion..."

"Blood transfusion? This is no problem!" Zhao Daxing rolled up his sleeves and said, "How much blood do they need? Transfer mine. With my physique, it's no problem to give them thirty or fifty kilograms of blood."

"Thirty or fifty kilograms of blood?" Qi Sha and Feng Yanran sweated wildly. Damn, according to this method of losing, why don't you get fucked?

Tiedan and others also rolled up their sleeves, rushed to squeeze in, shouting, "Brother Chenxue, you'll lose me... I have a lot of blood..."

"Let me go... I'm bloodier than him. If it's okay, I'll just let bloody play..."

"Ah?" Qi Sha and Feng Yanran's faces were sweating more, and they were bleeding. Damn, is the blood on their bodies boiled water that costs money? I don't know if I don't come. When I come, I was shocked. It turned out that the fierce people in the world were all in "Fengweiao".

Fu Chenxue smiled and said, "Brothers, blood cannot be transfusion randomly. If the blood type is wrong, it will not only not save people, but will harm people. Before transfusion, the blood type must be tested first. Only those with blood type that match Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan can donate blood!"

"Ah? Is there anything else?" Zhao Dacheng and others suddenly realized and asked, "Chenxue, we don't know what kind of blood type we have, what should we do?"

Feng Yanran stepped forward and said, "This is easy to do! There are doctors inside, just ask them to help you check it later."

Zhao Dacheng smiled and said, "This is simple, let's test it right away!"

Qi Sha remembered something, grabbed him and said, "Brother Dacheng, didn't you listen to my brother just now? Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan need a lot of blood. The blood types of these dozen brothers cannot be exactly the same as them, and the amount of blood output by one person is also limited. The best way is to mobilize more young and middle-aged people in the village to test the blood type. Only in this way can you ensure sufficient blood volume, and Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan's hope of resurrection will be greater."

Zhao Dacheng shouted, "This is not a problem!" He shouted to Tiedan: "Tiedan, hurry up and find Tieji Master, and inform all the young and middle-aged people in the village to come for blood tests... By the way, the elderly and children are not allowed to go up the mountain!"

"Okay!" Tiedan agreed, and a gust of wind ran down the mountain.

In less than an hour, all men, women, young and old in the village rushed to the "Mountain God Temple". Seeing so many people running over, some women even carried their children up the mountain. Zhao Dacheng rushed to the crazy, "Tiedan, how did you spread the words? Didn't I say that the elderly and children cannot go up the mountain?"

Mr. Tieji came over from the crowd and said calmly: "You stupid boy, can you say this? It's the matter of our whole village to save Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan. Why can't the elderly and children come?"

Zhao Dacheng stuttered: "Mr. Tieji, the old man and the child are weak, and bloodletting... they may not be able to stand it..."

Master Tieji interrupted Zhao Dacheng, rolled up his sleeves and said, "What can't you bear to bear? Why don't you look down on me? Get out of the way, isn't it just bloodletting? Let me, the old man, put two bowls first!"

Zhao Dacheng did not dare to stop him. Fu Chenxue came over and grabbed Tieji's hand, and smiled and said, "Grandpa, you must test the blood type before donating blood. Only when the blood type matches it before blood transfusion will be caused, otherwise it will harm Qiuxiang and Yuanyuan. I understand your mood, but you have to sit here for a while and wait for the doctor to free up your hands to test the blood type for you before making a decision. OK?"

The Tieji Master looked much more relaxed and said with a smile: "Grandpa likes to listen to Chen Xue's speech. Everything has its own reasons, right? Unlike the stupid boy of Dacheng, this one is not allowed or that one is not allowed, the old man is the first to be dissatisfied."

Zhao Dacheng drooped his head and didn't dare to say anything.

Blood tests and blood transfusions were performed at the same time. The selected people were happy and those who did not match the blood type were dejected. All the elderly and children in "Fengweiao" were excluded because of "blood type not match the blood type".

Tieji Master had blood tests and was helped by Tiedan to walk out of the main hall. His face was excited and said indignantly: "That little girl said my blood type does not match? Why does it not match? Are they all red blood? Hey, Zhao Dayong's son was selected, but I can't do it? I remember that he was bitten by a wild wolf on the mountain that year and almost died. It was because I cut my wrist and fed him a lot of blood to save him. Could it be that after a few years, my blood would not work?"

Hearing the tale of Tieji Master, Zhao Dacheng ran aside, laughing heartily, and secretly gave Fu Chenxue a thumbs up. He is not afraid of you being stubborn or you being experienced. This is "science", do you understand?

This "blood donation" movement lasted for more than three hours before it ended. Goudan and Shuanzhu knelt at the door of the side hall and kowtowed to every fellow villagers. They were simple and mute men in the mountains and were not good at expressing their hearts with words. They could only use this most primitive way to express their compassion for their women.
Chapter completed!