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The most spacious and bright room in the Château de Viterbo is now furnished as a makeshift operating room. Bonaparte had been stripped of ether flax and laid on a long teak table. The body hair on his stomach was shaved clean, and a layer of sterilized iodine tincture was applied, and he was waiting to be knifed.

Several members of the Bonaparte family were waiting outside the room, and they were not idle, all of them were thinking about Louis. Bonaparte prayed--A few days ago, two of the black slaves who had stabbed Zhu Jishi did not seem to have done well, and as a result, they were stabbed a second time and died. Bonaparte is good!

Zhu Jishi changed into a white coat, put on rubber gloves on his hands, put a mask on his mouth, and stood next to the teak table, he is today's chief surgeon. Maria. Clementina also stood at the side in a clean white dress, and she was now a temporary nurse. In addition, there were two Italian doctors, one surnamed Mario, a monk, a little old, with all gray hair, who were doctors of the Holy See, and the Pope sent him to Louis. Bonaparte healed. The other, surnamed Canio, was younger, more handsome, with blond hair, and seemed to be of Germanic descent, but he considered himself Italian, a doctor of the Bonaparte family, and a little famous in the Papal States. Two Italian doctors are now Zhu Jishi's assistants, one is in charge of blood transfusions, and the other is waiting for Zhu Jishi's orders at any time.

Zhu Jishi glanced at the two Italian doctors, and the two of them looked very nervous, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat.

"Knives." Zhu Jishi whispered in German. Maria handed him a carefully cleaned scalpel. Louis. Bonaparte had already drawn a straight line with an ink pen on his stomach, and Zhu Jishi only had to follow the straight line. Probably due to long-term stomach problems, Louie. Bonaparte was very emaciated, with almost no fat layer on his belly, which was cut open with a light knife.

"It's bleeding, wipe it." Zhu Jishi said, "Maria, hemostat." ”

Seeing the blood flowing out, Zhu Jishi ordered unhurriedly. Dr. Canio had already prepared a towel and wiped the blood with his hands and feet, while Zhu Jishi also used a hemostat to clamp the bleeding spot.

"Stomach, see stomach." Brother Mario, although he was old, had a very good look, and he immediately found the unqualified "Bonaparte belly".

"It doesn't look corrupted." Zhu Jishi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and stretched out his hand to Louis. Bonaparte pressed a few times on the top of his stomach and said, "There may be a tumor in it." He looked at Canio, "How many years has his stomach hurt?" ”

"Almost two years." Canio replied.

"It looks like this tumor has been growing for two years." Zhu Jishi said in his heart, "A tumor has grown for two years and hasn't asked Louie. Bonaparte's life showed that it was not very toxic, and no lesions were seen around the stomach...... It may be benign, but it is safer to have a total gastrectomy. ”

He said in a deep voice: "The tumor is very large, so let's remove the whole stomach." ”

"Big?" Canio had a solemn expression on his face, "Sir Zhu, is the patient still saved?" ”

In the eyes of doctors in this era, the degree of harm of tumors should be linked to their size.

"Remove the whole stomach first...... At present, there is no sign of cancer spreading, and I think the patient's prognosis is still okay, and the key is to recover after surgery. Zhu Jishi raised his head and said to the young doctor: "Canio, in the future, the patient's diet must be strictly in accordance with the recipe and the number of meals I give." ”

"Got it, Sir Zhu."

"Alright, let's start excising, Maria, hand me the scalpel."

Zhu Jishi took a deep breath, took the knife from Maria's hand, and began to remove Louis under the gaze of two nervous and somewhat trembling Italian doctors. Bonaparte's stomach. To be honest, today's surgery is not at all what Western medicine can imagine in this era, and it should be the first successful operation in history to remove a tumour in the abdomen. Its medical value is as high as that of "Bacteriology" "pioneered" by Zhu Jishi before, because this operation announced that cancer is no longer an incurable disease. Bonaparte was cured by Zhu Jishi, and later lived for more than 20 years, knowing that he died of a heart attack in 1868.

"Sir Zhu, you...... Did you really remove my stomach tumor? "This is Louis. Bonaparte's first words when he woke up and saw Zhu Jishi, "Can you tell me now if I have stomach cancer, I ...... How long can you live? ”

Louis. Bonaparte's salallow face was a little more gray, like a prisoner listening to a death sentence.

"Bixia, how long you can live depends on yourself and not me, because the surgery performed a few hours ago was very successful, and your stomach and tumor have all been removed, so it is impossible to recur in the future." Zhu Jishi said quietly. After the operation, he talked for a long time with Dr. Mario and Dr. Canio, only to realize that doctors in this era did not know anything about the spread of cancer...... So he simply said in a very confident tone: "It is very obvious, stomach cancer is a 'genetic disease' of the Bonaparte family, your two brothers and father both died of stomach cancer, but you will not be in danger, because you have no stomach, so it is impossible to get stomach cancer again, your stomach cancer must have been cured." ”

"You just said that I have no stomach......" Louis. Bonaparte looked at Zhu Jishi steadily, "Then can I still eat?" ”

"You can eat in 10 days, but there are a lot of things that you can't eat anymore, and I've left Dr. Canio with special recipes and meal plans, so you will definitely have a lot less to enjoy in the future, but your life has been saved."

"I really...... Won't die? "Louis. Bonaparte's face suddenly showed an indescribable look of excitement.

"You won't die anytime soon, but in 20 years, 30 years or more, God will still call you back to Him." Zhu Jishi said with a smile, "I think you may see the Bonaparte family re-ascend to the throne of the French emperor with your own eyes." ”

"Then borrow your good words!" Louis. Bonaparte's heart fell to the ground, and he said happily, "If there is such a day, I will find a way to make you the president of the French Academy of Sciences, and I can also help you win the title of duke!" By the way, the Duke of Segur is not young, and I heard that he is seriously ill, and he may die soon. Is Clementina a good matchmaker? The people of the House of Segur were almost dead in the Revolution, and the Duke of Ségur had no children, and all the property and titles were to be inherited by Maria......"

That bed politician? Forget it. Seeing that Zhu Jishi was silent, Louis. Bonaparte went on no further. And the current Zhu Jishi doesn't know how much property he just missed! Because there are two types of people in France today, one is the banker; The second is the owner of the estate of the winery. Although on the surface, the banker has more money, but the real family background is that the owner of the manor is thicker. Especially after Napoleon III came to power, the turmoil in France ended, and the price of real estate continued to rise, and later the Rothschild family spent 4.4 million francs, equivalent to 180,000 pounds, when they bought Château Lafite! The Duke of Ségur owned no less than thirty or forty wineries, each of which was not as valuable as Château Lafite, but it was still an astronomical amount.