The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

Chapter 147 Wrong Blood Type

However, Shen Yiran was deeply disappointed when she found out that Ren's father's blood was type O. It seemed that Ren Jingzhi's blood type was inherited from his mother, which instantly shattered her hope.

But Shen Yiran didn't have time to dwell on disappointment. She quickly adjusted her mindset and continued to test other blood samples.

Fortunately, in the subsequent tests, many ministers' blood types were B. Surprisingly, the emperor and Umiya Tama's blood types were also B.

A joyful smile appeared on Shen Yiran's face, like a bright light suddenly appearing in the darkness. The joy in her heart was indescribable, as it meant that Ren Jingzhi had a greater hope of survival.

She immediately began to prepare for the blood transfusion, further processed the blood of the emperor and Yu Gongxuan, and after ensuring it was safe, she slowly transfused the blood into Ren Jingzhi's body.

During the whole process, Shen Yiran was fully focused and did not dare to be careless. She stared at Ren Jingzhi closely, observing every subtle change in him, and silently prayed in her heart that the blood transfusion would be successful and that Ren Jingzhi would be out of danger as soon as possible.

As the blood slowly flowed into Ren Jingzhi's body, time seemed to become extraordinarily long. Shen Yiran's heartbeat was like a drum, with tension and anticipation intertwined.

Gradually, Ren Jingzhi's face, which was originally as pale as paper, began to relax a little, as if the color of life was returning to his face little by little.

Shen Yiran was filled with joy, and she quickly took out the blood pressure monitor from the space. The small instrument seemed particularly precious in her slightly trembling hands.

She operated it skillfully, her eyes fixed on the changes in the numbers on the instrument. When she saw that Ren Jingzhi's blood pressure had returned to normal, Shen Yiran was so excited that she almost cried.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then gently opened the bedroom door.

Outside the door, the emperor, the prime minister, and Yu Gongyu were all waiting anxiously. When they saw Shen Yiran coming out, their eyes instantly focused on her.

Shen Yiran bowed slightly to them, with a hint of excitement and gratitude in his voice: "Your Majesty, the prince's blood pressure has returned to normal, and the blood transfusion was successful."

After hearing this, the emperor showed a relieved smile on his face, and his tense expression relaxed a little. "Great! Great!"

Shen Yiran bowed again and said sincerely: "Thank you, Your Majesty, and all the adults for donating blood. If it weren't for everyone's concerted efforts, I'm afraid my husband..." Her voice was a little choked and her eyes were slightly red.

The emperor hurriedly stepped forward and extended his hand to support Shen Yiran, his tone full of emotion: "Princess, please don't be polite. It is thanks to your superb medical skills that Prince Ren has a chance to survive. I and the ministers have only done our best. The real hero is you."

At this time, Ren's father also cupped his hands and said, "Princess, thank you for your hard work. The Ren family will always remember your life-saving grace."

The other ministers nodded in agreement, and an old minister said, "The Crown Prince's Consort is as brave as any man!"

Shen Yiran was deeply moved when she heard this. She gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "Thank you for your praise, my lords. I am just doing my duty as a wife. My husband is not out of danger yet, so I need to continue to work hard."

The emperor nodded, his eyes full of praise: "What the Crown Princess said is absolutely right. I believe you can make Crown Prince Ren fully recovered. If you need anything, just ask, I and the ministers will fully support you."

Shen Yiran bowed again to express her gratitude, and a feeling of warmth and strength surged in her heart. With the support of the emperor and the ministers, she became more determined to save Ren Jingzhi.

Shen Yiran slowly swept his eyes over the crowd and said solemnly, "Next, I will draw the sword for the prince. During this process, no one can interrupt. So, please go back first."

When everyone heard this, they all nodded slightly.

The emperor looked solemn and said earnestly, "Okay, Crown Princess, you must be careful when you draw your sword this time. After you have taken the sword, remember to send someone to report to me that you are safe."

Shen Yiran responded solemnly: "Yes, Your Majesty. Please rest assured." Everyone slowly left Wenhua Hall.

Yu Gongyu said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, can I help you?"

"Yes, I will draw the sword for my husband later. Thank you for guarding the door, Sixth Prince. No one can come in without my permission." Shen Yiran said seriously.

Yu Gongyu looked at the serious Shen Yiran in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. This little sister-in-law always has an elusive temperament. She is sometimes weak, sometimes strong, as if hiding countless secrets.

He wondered what kind of woman she was. From the first time he saw her, he felt that she was different. The determination and intelligence in her eyes made him curious and admired.

At this moment, she so courageously took on the responsibility of drawing the sword for Brother Ren, and this courage made him look at her with admiration.

At this moment, thinking of the lost dagger, Yu Gongyu's mind drifted away again. Could it be that she picked it up? The dagger meant a lot to him. If it fell into her hands, perhaps it was also a kind of fate.

He wanted to ask for clarification, but reason told him that now was not the right time. Brother Ren's injury was serious, and he couldn't delay treatment because of his personal affairs.

Yu Gongyu took a deep breath and put aside these distracting thoughts for the time being. He looked at Shen Yiran and nodded solemnly.

Shen Yiran nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, Sixth Prince. It's been a great help."

Yu Gongyu was slightly stunned, then smiled back. Shen Yiran said no more, turned into the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Shen Yiran hurried to the bedside and gently held Ren Jingzhi's arm. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then closed her eyes and said silently in her heart: "Enter the operating room."

Instantly, she felt her eyes light up, and the next second she appeared in the operating room of the space. The bright lights made her feel like she had returned to the modern times, and she was also curious about where the electricity came from. Every time she came in, the whole space was bright.

But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about these questions. She had to concentrate on drawing the sword for Ren Jingzhi.

Shen Yiran quickly changed into surgical gowns, gloves and a mask. She looked at Ren Jingzhi lying on the operating table, her heart filled with determination. She knew that this was a battle with death, and she couldn't lose.

She prepared the anesthetic first, and looked at Ren Jingzhi's closed eyes, feeling a little reluctant. "Don't be afraid, Ice Face, it won't hurt in a while." She said softly, and then carefully injected the anesthetic into Ren Jingzhi's body.

While waiting for the anesthetic to take effect, she felt very nervous, wondering how the ancient people would react to modern anesthetics.

However, just as she was about to start the operation, the originally quiet atmosphere in the operating room was broken by a sudden "beep, beep, beep" sound, and the equipment suddenly issued a sharp alarm.

The urgent sound was like a sharp blade, instantly breaking the silence and piercing Shen Yiran's heart. Shen Yiran's heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly checked the equipment.

The screen showed that Ren Jingzhi's vital signs had abnormal fluctuations, his blood pressure dropped sharply, and his heartbeat became extremely weak. "How could this happen?" Shen Yiran was anxious, "Is there something wrong with the anesthetic?"

She quickly checked Ren Jingzhi's body, only to find that a large amount of blood was beginning to seep out of the wound, and the situation was extremely critical.