"Doctor Hua, how can this blood be replaced? Please tell me about it." Old Mrs. Sun's hand trembled with the dragon head holding the crooked dragon, and then asked Hua Tuo.

Hua Tuo is one of the few famous doctors in the world, so he naturally will not speak without restraint. Since he said there is a way to change blood, he naturally has it.

After pondering for a while, Hua Tuo said, "Turn a bed first, it will be slightly three inches taller than the bed of King Wu. Prepare two thin reeds, and prepare some cow intestines and silk threads."

The things that Hua Tuo wanted were really puzzling. Among the people here, I have never seen anyone who treated the doctor and asked for these things. This is not like treating the doctor, but rather like a way to do it.

But at this time, Hua Tuo had to prepare something for Hua Tuo.

Before long, all these things were ready. Hua Tuo first wrote the reeds and cow intestines and then tied them tightly together with silk thread. Put them in a strong liquor and boil them, disinfect them, and then control them to dry them.

After all the preparations were done, Hua Tuo brought a copper basin and placed it next to Sun Jian's hand. Then he put the silver knife in his hand on the fire and roasted it, and cut Sun Jian's wrist.

As soon as Sun Jian's wrist was opened, the blood seemed to have found a catharsis port, and it flowed out "tick, ticking" and dripped into the basin.

Hua Tuo bleed for Sun Jian, but after a long time, the small copper basin was placed in half. Due to the loss of blood in his body, Sun Jian's face became paler. However, the dim black light in his face seemed to gradually dissipate as the blood flowed.

After putting half a basin of blood for Sun Jian, Hua Tuo stopped and bandaged Sun Jian's wounds to stop the loss of blood. Although this bloodletting is effective, it cannot be put down forever, otherwise Sun Jian's life would be gone.

After bandaging Sun Jian's wound, Hua Tuo said to Sun Ce: "Little Prince, please sleep on this bed."

The old lady of the Sun family was watching here. Sun Ce would not dare to act like a little bitch. As soon as Hua Tuo finished speaking, Sun Ce lay obediently on the bed.

After Sun Ce lay down on the bed, Hua Tuo used the silver knife in his hand to cut a hole in Sun Ce's wrist, and then inserted the tiny reed tip into Sun Ce's blood vessels.

In a moment, Sun Ce's blood flowed through the reeds and into the cow's intestine. Then Hua Tuo inserted the reed on the other end of the cow's intestine into the blood vessels on Sun Jian's wrist.

The bed where Sun Ce slept was tall and the bed where Sun Jian slept was short. In this way, a state of similarity to getting an drip was formed between the two. Sun Ce's blood flowed into Sun Jian's body through the intestines of the cow.

After about a stick of incense, as Sun Ce's blood flowed into his father Sun Jian's body, Sun Jian's face really improved greatly. Seeing that the blood was almost replenished, Hua Tuo pulled out the intestines of the cow that had been transfusion between the two.

"Go and prepare a bowl of ginseng soup for the King of Wu." After the blood was infused, Hua Tuo ordered the attendant next to him.

Sun Jian's blood contains too much lead poison. Lead is a heavy metal that slows down his blood flow rate, which is also the reason why Sun Jian is unconscious. Hua Tuo diluted the lead poison in Sun Jian's body by bleeding and then transfusion.

However, after so many days of delay, Sun Jian's internal organs have been eroded by lead poison, and his body functions have been extremely weak. At this time, I will feed him a bowl of ginseng soup, which will stimulate Sun Jian's body with great replenishment, so that he can reach the point of returning to the sun.

Not long after, the attendant walked into the bedroom with a bowl of ginseng soup. Hua Tuo took the ginseng soup and was about to feed King Sun Jian of Wu to the medicine.

At this time, Sun Ce said: "Doctor Hua, I'll do it."

Sun Ce took the bowl of medicine soup from Hua Tuo, then sat next to his father Sun Jian and said, "Dad, I've taken the medicine."

As Sun Ce said, he fed his father's medicine tremblingly. Sun Ce understood that this was the last time he had given his father medicine. This bowl of ginseng soup would be the last time for Sun Jian.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

After feeding this bowl of ginseng soup, Sun Jian, who had not been moving for several days, actually started to cough. It seemed that there were signs of waking up.

Lu Su, Zhang Zhao and others beside him thought to themselves that Hua Tuo is indeed known as one of the rare miracle doctors in the world. Such methods are indeed like magical methods.

"Ce'er, are you dreaming for your father?" Sun Jian woke up slowly.

At this time, Mrs. Sun came up. As soon as she saw her mother, Sun Jian quickly shouted: "Mom, you are here too."

"Jian'er, it was the miracle doctor Hua Tuo who helped you get some time back from the King of Hell. You don't have much time anymore. If you have anything to say, please explain it quickly." Mrs. Sun's tone was plain, but there was endless sadness in these plainness.

After hearing what he said so far, Sun Jian didn't understand what was going on, and he could clearly feel that his life was passing by rapidly.

Since ancient times, no one has died. Sun Jian felt that he had no regrets when he died like this. His life had a climax and a low point. Just talking about the position of King Wu is enough that he has no regrets in his life.

"Zibu, Zijing you come here." Sun Jian first called Zhang Zhao and Lu Su.

Sun Jian called Lu Su and Zhang Zhao, and he wanted to explain the funeral. After his death, someone would inherit the position of King Wu. Although it is recognized by most people that Sun Ce would inherit this position. However, it is different from the inheritance of Sun Jian's edict before his death and the inheritance of this edict without this edict.

Sun Jian ordered Lu Su and Zhang Zhao to help him draft an edict, which also means that Sun Ce inherited the position of King Wu, which was a foregone conclusion.

"Ce'er, come here." After Sun Ce ordered the important matter, he called Sun Ce to the bed.

"Dad!" At this time, Sun Ce could not bear it and crawled in front of the bed and started crying.

"Ahem!"

"You are a man, why are you crying? From today on, you are the king of our Eastern Wu. You are the pillar of our Eastern Wu, and you can't fall down no matter what."

"My son, you can cry in front of your father's bed, but after leaving this bedroom, you have to wipe your tears. The whole people in Dongwu are looking at you and counting on you, you have to be strong." Sun Jian said to his son Sun Ce, his tone that was extremely weak.

"Dad, I know, I know."

"I don't cry, I don't cry." Sun Ce said, wiping his tears, but the more he wiped the tears, the more they were.

"Son, after dad leaves, remember one thing."

"If you don't decide on foreign affairs, ask Zhou Yu, ask Zhang Zhao. Jiangdong, I'll leave it to you..." After saying this, King Sun Jian of Wu lost his breath.
Chapter completed!