A hair's breadth escape

  At the entrance of Song's mansion in Chengxi, a horse carriage stopped at the steps, and Liu Ermei got off from the carriage.

  "You reap what you sow, can't live. Kui Jingang specially brought her back home, let her have no worries about food and clothing, be a second wife, she still doesn't know shame. Now it's good, being rejected by the mistress, do you know you're ashamed? Deserve to die! Come on, take her out, put her there, wait for Old Man Song to come back and deal with it casually, bury it and that's it."

  She gestured impatiently at several slaves, her tone full of disdain.

  Zhang's lower abdomen was stabbed with the tungsten steel dagger that had been obtained from Zhen Mingku, both hands tightly grasping the hilt of the dagger, with white knuckles.

  Several slaves lifted her down from the back of the carriage and carried her into the Song Mansion.

  She was wearing the magnificent garment that Long Sun Bei Er had given her, with a slender waist tightly bound, making her figure even more lithe and elegant. However, her delicate face had already lost all its color, filled with desperation and sorrow before death, her cloud-like hair disheveled and hanging to the ground, covered in dust.

  Fresh blood dripped from her waist down onto the ground, leaving a trail of bloodstains.

  When the dagger was first forged, it was made according to the specifications of a military sword, with an additional blood groove added. Even if it couldn't kill someone with a single stab, the bleeding alone could be fatal.

  Perhaps he never thought that this blood clot would accelerate Zhang's death.

  Just as a few servants were about to put Zhang's wife on the grass at the door, and were about to close the door, the door was kicked open by someone. Liu Ermei, who was walking in front, had not yet reacted when she was hit with a club on the back of her head and fainted.

  Several slaves saw the comer's fierce momentum and didn't dare block him, they all dodged out of the way.

  Zhen Ming hastily threw down the wooden stick in his hand, rushed to Zhang's side, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse on Zhang's neck, and his face showed an exceptionally excited expression. Zhang still had a pulse, but it was beating extremely weakly, especially with a shocking pool of blood under her body.

  No more delay, he quickly picked her up from the ground and turned around to rush out of the Song Mansion gate, got on the horse carriage at the entrance and galloped away...

  ……

  When Zhenming rushed into Sun's clinic with Zhang Shi, Sun Langzhong had already changed into a clean set of clothes and was anxiously waiting in a tidy room. Xing'er and Huan'er had prepared the necessary equipment.

  Zhen Ming painfully placed Zhang's family carefully on the operating table, turning his head to look at Sun Langzhong beside him.

  Zhang's life is entirely in Sun Lang's hands.

  Sun Langzhong's expression was solemn, he carefully examined the wound on Zhang Shi's abdomen, picked up the scissors beside him, and cut open the wound from the opening, revealing Zhang Shi's snow-white and tender upper body.

  "Give birth to a child in cold weather, I'm afraid she can't hold on!"

  Sun Langzhong put down the scissors and saw that Zhang Shi's abdomen was constantly gushing out blood foam from the dagger wound, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

  "What kind of dagger is this? Is it specifically used for killing and bloodletting?"

  Upon hearing this sentence, Zhen Ming finally collapsed, raised his hand and slapped himself hard, then squatted on the ground and began to cry.

  Sun Langzhong saw his appearance and immediately understood, and couldn't bear to scold him anymore. He sighed and made a gesture with his eyes to Huan'er beside him.

  "Zhen Gege, you go out first, don't disturb Grandfather." Huan'er's eyes were red-rimmed as she pulled Zhen Ming up from his bitter stance and sent him out the door, closing it behind him.

  Time passed minute by minute, Zhen Ming crouched at the door, sobbing, both hands grasping his hair, unconsciously pulling hard, and a pile of pulled-out hair had already fallen to the ground.

  During this time, Xing'er went in and out of the room several times, carrying a brazier, fetching hot water, taking medicine and hemostatic cotton balls. Each time she opened the door, he tensed up, jumped up to grab her and asked non-stop, not daring to glance inside the room, fearing that what he saw would be the result he dreaded most in his heart.

  Xing'er came out for the last time with tears in her eyes, choking back sobs, and the hot water basin in her hand was stained red with fresh blood, as she shook her head.

  With a sudden movement in her bitter and anxious heart, she didn't think twice, pushed open the door and rushed in.

  The operation on Sun Langzhong in the room has ended.

  Zhang lay on the operating table, her clothes had been completely removed, revealing a delicate and white body like jade, with golden needles inserted all over, her snow-white feet soaked in hot water to promote blood circulation and keep warm.

  Under her body was a shocking pool of fresh blood, the wound on her abdomen had been stitched up and the bleeding had stopped, but her high and full chest showed no signs of rising or falling.

  Sun Langzhong looked at Zhen Mingsu, who rushed into the room with a serious face, and shook his head.

  The little girl standing beside her suddenly burst into loud sobs.

  Zhen Ming rushed to Sun Lang's face, grabbed his hand and shouted loudly: "No! No! Haven't we already stopped the bleeding and stitched up the wound? Old Sun, think of another way, I can't force her to die like this, I won't lose her like this, I...

  Later on, Zhenming sobbed and could no longer utter a complete sentence.

  Sun Langzhong also had a painful face: "Although I have treated her according to the method in that book of surgical studies you gave me, and sewed up her wound as quickly as possible, she has lost too much blood. Now I am powerless, and she may not make it through tonight."

  When Zhen heard Sun Lang say this, she was shocked and rushed to his side, excitedly asking: "Excessive blood loss? Is that all? If someone gives her a blood transfusion, will she be okay?"

  Sun Langzhong sighed and said, "The medical book you gave me does mention blood transfusion, but it also says that human blood has different blood types. If the blood types don't match, a coagulation reaction can occur, which can be fatal. I still don't quite understand what blood type is, let alone how to detect it."

  Zhen Ming grabbed Sun Lang's arm and said excitedly: "As long as she is given the right blood type, it'll be fine?"

  Sun Langzhong didn't understand why he was so agitated and nodded: "If she is given a blood transfusion in time, there's a great chance of survival."

  Zhen Ming excitedly shouted: "I can test blood types, I can test!"

  As he spoke, his hand trembling, he pulled out the ultra-generation mobile phone from his pocket, opened one of the "blood type scanning" programs, rushed to Zhang's side, and used his finger to take a drop of her nearly coagulated blood from under her body, dripping it onto the phone screen.

  A blue light bar sweeps across the screen.

  Before long, the screen displayed the blood type scan results.

  "Rh negative blood type B, this blood type is a rare type. If you are female, be cautious with blood transfusions to avoid affecting future fertility."

  Zhen Ming was slightly stunned and saw the two red warning words, opened to take a look, on which were some common sense about blood types.

  One of them is written as "Only 1% of people in the world are Rh negative blood type, and the rest are Rh positive. If a woman with Rh negative blood type accidentally becomes pregnant with an Rh positive baby due to the man's reason, the baby's blood will enter the mother's body in small amounts, causing the mother's body to produce antibodies, then this woman cannot become pregnant again."

  "If, due to a doctor's mistake, an Rh-positive blood type is transfused into a woman who has never given birth before, she may be at risk of habitual abortion and will be unable to become pregnant for the rest of her life. Be extremely cautious!"