“Blood transfusion? What blood transfusion?” Zhang Dujuan was stunned and asked subconsciously.

Liu Dequan replied, “To give them a blood transfusion, of course.”

Zhang Dujuan’s mother-in-law, Chen Danni, was so anxious that she sweated profusely. “But… but they didn’t bleed. Why do they need a blood transfusion?”

Liu Dequan explained patiently, “They have a lot of burns on their bodies. We have to scrape off the burnt skin. Otherwise, it will cause a serious infection. During this process, they will definitely bleed a lot, so I have to have blood in reserve for them. Don’t worry, 400CC is enough.”

He added, “Oh right, the blood has to be of the same blood type, and the blood can’t be from direct lineal relatives. Otherwise, they might die. So do you know what blood type you are?”

“But what if we don’t know our blood type?”

They were all farmers and had never done a check-up. How could they know their blood type?

Liu Dequan said without thinking, “That’s easy. I have a way.”

Actually, he had no idea what to do. This was what Qin Xi asked him to say, including blood transfusion. However, he was willing to cooperate.

“How about this? Bring the child of Cangshui and the child of Juhua over. They’re all related by blood. It won’t be a problem to give their aunt and uncle blood. This way, we can guarantee the accuracy of the blood type.”

Liu Dequan wanted Zhang Dujuan’s child to give Zhang Juhua blood and Zhang Juhua’s child to Liang Cangshui.

Actually, this didn’t make sense at all. However, these people were all villagers and did not understand this at all.

Liu Dequan made up all kinds of nonsense because he was sure none of them could debunk him.

As long as he could help Qin Xi achieve her goal, it was enough. Besides, he was only a Chinese doctor. How could he know anything about Western medicine?

Not long after, Zhang Juhua’s son, Lin Hao, and Liang Cangshui’s two daughters, Liang Liang and Liang Mi, were dragged out of bed and taken to the clinic.

“Where’s Lin Qiang? Is he not here?” Zhang Dujuan frowned and asked.

Lin Qiang was her brother-in-law, Zhang Juhua’s husband.

Chen Dani said impatiently, “He worked all day and is too tired to get up.”

Recently, Zhang Juhua and her family had been staying at Liang Cangshui’s house because they were here to work for Qin Xi. In order to save time, they temporarily stayed at Liang Cangshui’s house for a few days.

“Mom, Grandma, what are you doing, waking me up in the middle of the night. I want to sleep?” Zhang Dujuan’s youngest daughter, Liang Mi, grumbled.

Chen Dani was already anxious about her son. When she heard her granddaughter’s complaining, she immediately flared up. She pointed at the two burnt people and said to Liang Mi angrily, “Sleep, sleep, sleep, how you know is sleep. Your father is already like this, and yet you are still in the mood to sleep.”

She started to cry. “My son, how am I supposed to live in the future if you die?”

Liang Liang’s heart skipped a beat. She looked at Liang Cangshui, who had been burned beyond recognition. “What? This is my father? Then who is that?”

“That’s your aunt.” Zhang Juhua’s mother cried even harder than Liang Cangshui’s mother. “My daughter, how did you end up like this…”

Liang Mi was still half-asleep and in a daze. In the end, her mind went blank from the shock and she subconsciously blurted out, “What? Don’t tell me they died for love after being discovered!”

As soon as she said that, the crying stopped and everyone looked at Liang Mi.

Liang Liang and Lin Hao’s hearts skipped a beat. At the same time, they jumped to Liang Mi and covered her mouth tightly, almost stifling her.