1:188 Lost in the Distance (Part II)

Ten minutes later, Arthur and Grand Duke Hall were kicked out of the operating room. Greenway and they need absolute mental concentration not to be disturbed, and it seems that Greenway is more serious.

"Is it really possible?

"It's okay, don't underestimate Constantine. "That kid has a very high concentration and very dexterous hands. So far, he has saved many critters that have been seriously injured and on the verge of death. I remember a lark that was bitten by a fox and shattered all over, and with his treatment, it only took a month to fly again. "He's probably just a coward who tears and sews up the larks, a crybaby. But his hands are capable of summoning miracles, [the hands of God]. Grand Duke Hall said.

in the operating room.

Greenway was shocked.

The human hand can move so quickly, and every movement is free of any Lang Fei Liliang, smooth as flowing water, fast as Ambilight.

Greenway had to compress her time sensation to the limit to barely see Constantine's hands in motion. Despite this, what she saw in Greenway's eyes was only the afterimage of one hand after another, and in fact, she couldn't see how Constantine's hand moved, and with what trajectory.

Unbelievable! Is this really a child's action?

No - is this really a child?

Could it be that something is wrong, the one in front of me is actually some kind of god descending or possessed by a god, and in the absolute time that is almost stationary, a lot of sewing work is constantly carried out, using the hand of God to save the world-!?

With the help of a magnifying glass, Constantine sutures the nerves and blood vessels at high speed with special ultra-fine sutures, connects the cervical vertebrae with steel wires, and sews up tissues such as muscles and throat with thin intestines. Hundreds of thousands of nerves were stitched together in an instant, and the whole process was incredibly fast.

Greenway had no choice but to tense her nerves and keep giving instructions. Her mind had to run at high speed, and even a beat slower would affect Constantine's next moves. The pressure on her is probably even greater than that of Constantine: in order not to slow down Constantine's progress, she has to increase her speed to a level that she has never had before!

For the first time, Greenway, who was already very skilled in surgery, and her techniques were fast and delicate, she felt for the first time that she was being left far behind by the speed of others. But she didn't even have time to think about it like [unwilling]!

Two hours and thirty minutes passed. Tens of thousands of nerves have been stitched together by Constantine perfectly. The place where the haode should be picked up is basically connected. At this time, Constantine was too tired to do anything.

"Woo, please. Constantine put down the stitches in his hand and fell to the ground with a snap.

"What should I do—" The therapist next to him asked.

"I, I'll take over," said Greenway, who was already very tired, but she managed to hold on to the operation, "Fortunately, most of the sutures have been done, and the next thing is to deal with the skin and a few blood vessels." "It's just a little bit. Greenway thinks so. But this little process of zuihou took her nearly half an hour to complete. That's the gap between her and Constantine.

When she walked out of the operating room, Greenway was already sweating profusely, "The operation should be successful, and the next thing is to see the child's own vitality." Arthur walked up and asked, "It's only been three hours since the operation, it's over so quickly?" "Three hours? How do I feel like it's been days" The tense nerves relaxed suddenly, and Greenway lost consciousness before she could finish speaking.

She was hugged by Arthur before she fainted and fell to the ground. "It's so warm," she muttered quietly.

When she woke up, it was almost evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining in through the window of the lounge.

"Oh, you're awake, do you want some black tea? Arthur handed the girl a cup of Earl Grey tea, and the aroma of the tea echoed in front of Greenway.

"Whew," she took a sip, "yes, but next time remember to add a tablespoon of milk and half a tablespoon of sugar." "I'll pay attention next time. Arthur said.

"Woo, my head hurts," Constantine seemed to wake up, and he got up from the couch, clutching his head in pain.

"Come over for tea and some cake. "Enough sugar is added and the headache will be relieved." "Is there anything delicious? Great. Constantine ran over and picked up the cake and stuffed it into his mouth, serving it to his stomach with black tea.

What a scruffy, gobbling up food, Greenway thought to herself. It is only when he eats that the child truly acts like a child.

She recalled the child's god-like subtlety during the operation. This kid has a lot of potential. If he is allowed to study medical knowledge well, he will definitely have a bright future. He is a rough diamond that becomes incomparably brilliant when cut and polished. He was able to reach shijie, no, heights that no one has ever reached in the history of mankind. He will become a famous doctor through the ages.

"Son, I hear you're an orphan?" asked Greenway, "since you have nowhere else to go, do you want to come with your sister?" I can teach you all kinds of medical knowledge, and when you are done, no one in this shijie will be able to surpass you in the field of surgery." Your gifts can save countless lives. "This—" Constantine was stunned for a moment, he was a little moved, "No, forget it." To be honest, I hated studying and was also scared of the bloody thing of surgery. I had to do it before, in order to save people.

However, my grandfather said that children only need to concentrate on playing, and the future will be decided when they grow up. If you decide in a hurry now, when you feel that it is not suitable and want to change it, it will become very troublesome, and you may not even be able to change it. I don't want to happen to something like that. "But—" "Hehe, and I've already had someone [make an appointment]. Uncle Kador said that when he had taken care of the family's affairs, he would come and adopt me and take me from the orphanage. Constantine smiled and said, "So I still can't go with you, sister." "But you're talented" "Forget it, Greenway. Arthur stopped, "This kid is right, his future is up to him. Even if he plans to drain his talent, it's his decision, and we don't have the right to interfere. Please respect his decision. "Okay, I don't care about that. Greenway said.

"By the way," Arthur asked, taking advantage of Grand Duke Hall's absence, "weishenme, you always call Grand Duke Hall his grandfather, and he doesn't look so old?" Grandpa is grandpa. The children in the orphanage have been called grandpa for a long time, and the older brothers and sisters who have left the orphanage have always been called this way. Although she looked young, Sister Ruth said that her grandfather was actually in his eighties. "What?" Arthur was taken aback, but when he saw Greenway on the side, who was also taken aback, he immediately asked, "What are you surprised about? Don't you know the details of Grand Duke Hall?" "Know his details? How is it possible!" Greenway waved his hand and chuckled, "Indeed, Dad and Grand Duke Hall have a good relationship. But that's their friendship, and it has nothing to do with me. I don't know much about him, at most I've only known him as an uncle since I was a child. Hey, in that case, he hugged me when he was a kid! The Grand Duke of Hall at that time was exactly the same as he is now... It hasn't changed at all!" "He hasn't aged a little in the past ten years!" Speaking of which, Arthur already knew in his heart that Hall must not be a pure human.

Elf, giant, or other photonic creature? Or maybe even a succubus?

At the same time, in the dark region, in the research institute of the fox people.

"Stop! what do you want to do!?" Bediwell cried, feeling the sharp pain of the hard object inserting into his body.

"Don't make any noise, it'll be over soon. The fox researcher said coldly, plunging a probe-like metal rod into the werewolf boy's chest.

It hurts. Without anesthesia, the foxes didn't care if Bediwell would hurt, so they inserted it.

It hurts. But Bediwell did not dare to move. He was afraid that the metal rod would break, and he was even more afraid that the metal rod would accidentally pierce his heart. In fact, he didn't have much room to move, after all, his hands and feet were firmly fixed to the operating table.

He suddenly remembered what Towell had said about the study of the fox people dissecting their internal organs.

He also remembered that he once saw in the ice library of the research institute that injected people with a terrifying black solution and turned people into monsters.

Bediwell was not afraid of being killed, or being half dead. What he was really afraid of in his heart was that "Pandora Jihua". He was afraid that he would become that kind of monster, and then he would hurt Arthur and them.

If that happens, Bedivir really lives worse than dies.

At this moment, he was so frightened that he didn't listen to what the people on the side said.

"How, can you do it?" asked the researcher.

"Theoretically, yes. The result depends on the other party's ability to judge the authenticity," said the fox researcher.

"Wait a minute, let him sleep before you talk nonsense. Colvis said.

A handkerchief with Ecstasy was placed on Bediwell's face. Before he could react to what was going on, he lost consciousness.