The principle of Wu Sanjun's surgery is unusually simple.

The balance in the body was lost, and the infinite stomach of the psionic organ was so powerful that it began to interfere with other parts of the body, and the brain and soul were instead oppressed into accessories.

Then, only the stomach needs to be removed..... At the very least, cut off the stomach from other areas for a short time.

But it is not enough to just cut, now the stomach is similar to the function of the brain, and even the soul has a part of it, which can be cut at will..... The brain leaves the body and dies instantly.

"So, our goal is to cut off a part of it, and then suppress the function of his stomach for a while, so that he can rebalance in his body, and then gradually untie the shackles of the stomach...... In the middle of the process, it is impossible to use full anesthesia at the level of consciousness, you must be awake all the time, and the psionic energy must be within the control of consciousness at all times. ”

"Don't worry, I already knew. Come on, I've never been afraid of pain. ”

Wu Sanjun was lying on the operating table, his body was tightly bound, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he had waited for this day long enough.

Snake Xiangling shook her head, she has been in the industry for so many years, she has never counted on the promise of patients, let alone ...... A man's promise, huh.

"These two bottles of elixir, one bottle is to suppress your regenerative function, and the other bottle is a super anesthetic, so that you can completely lose your sense of pain in a short period of time, but you will not lose consciousness."

As she spoke, she directly took out the potion bottle and poured it directly.

When she was introduced, Snake Xiangling's title was Doctor of Medicine, an authority on psionic alchemy and biopharmaceuticals, which were all alchemy potions that she had configured.

That's right, alchemy....... When most of the chemical industry ended together, human beings naturally lost the foundation and extension of chemical agents, and the convenient era of buying a bottle of cold medicine and stomach medicine for a few dollars is gone.

The new medical system is based on a completely new design, and in order to fight the wounds caused by psionic attacks and high-dimensional strikes, theoretically, there must be an equivalent "healer".

Conventional agents that cannot be deeply processed and synthesized and only activate the properties of materials have long been unable to meet the needs of actual combat.

In order to obtain a potion with excellent effect, it is necessary to add a high-dimensional intervention procedure on the basis of the principle and the taste of the material....... That's right, it's still the Four Spirits.

And because of the inevitable randomness and black box factors in this, many people simply call the psionic medicine of the new era as psionic alchemy.

Perhaps, it is better to understand it with another way of thinking....... A one-time "Four Spirits Gambling Blade".

Or, to put it more bluntly, bet on drugs!

But fortunately, the low-level alchemy elixir itself does not have a soul, as long as the materials and processing procedures are correct, all that is needed is the high-dimensional intervention of the four spirits in the last step, and the success rate is relatively high.

It's more like caps and extra effects...... There are also side effects!

The first batch of brown "anti-regeneration agents" was poured down, and Wu Sanjun immediately changed color, turning brown and yellow all over his body, and there was a faint stench of decay.

"Uh, it's disgusting, I want to ......"

"Hold back and let the potion enter your stomach. Never throw up, and if you can't help it, I'll put the vomit back into your mouth. ”

Upon entering the operating room, Dr. Snake behaves like a tyrant.

As he spoke, the scalpel slashed on Wu Sanjun's hand, and the blood rushed out directly.

She made sure that the regeneration had stopped, so she nodded contentedly and moved on to the next part.

"Assistant, from now on, I need you to draw the surgical line for me, you need to be as precise as possible."

"Rest assured, precise, has always been my specialty."

Zheng Li also started, his metal finger in the inkwell a little, and then steadily crossed the stomach of the third army of Wu.

The internal organs of the three armies of the armed forces have long been mutated, and all kinds of organs are entangled with the stomach as the core, and the casual use of the knife will cause a series of evil consequences.

He drew very slowly, and with every step, he was calculating the survival rate of the three armies.......

Halfway through the painting, Zheng Li stopped and took a breath first.

Mental power, spiritual energy, and concentration are consumed simultaneously, and every step down, there can be no slackness, and it is a hundred times more tiring than drawing a bow.

The psionic energy was depleting faster than expected, and he knew it wasn't normal.

Zheng Li suspects that it is because of his lack of medical accumulation that the result of "death" will appear in one stab, and he can only predict deviations repeatedly.

He even remembered that when he first practiced archery, it was also this casual ability, and the consumption was too much to bear.

"It's best, lay the foundation first, is this the best perk to use to add to the cake......."

So, he could only stop and go, and from time to time mark the number on it, which was to remind himself of the depth of the knife and the limit of death.

"Come on the knife, I feel like a fish on a chopping board."

"Shut up, or I'll give you a mouthful of paralyzing venom."

The poisonous snake flickered over Wu Sanjun's head, and the shark obediently shut up.

The tyrant in the operating room looked intently at Zheng Li's precise marking, and the snake pupils that were rarely opened were full of surprise and shock.

“...... It's amazing! I have never studied medicine at all, but I can feel the border between life and death. How could this hand, without special training, be so accurate. Uh, sorry, I'm a little too excited. ”

Ms. Snake cautiously took a step back and began to continue to observe the surgical line outlined by Zheng Li, and took out various human body drawings and began to adjust the final surgical plan.

This procedure alone tossed for more than two hours, the two healers were covered in sweat, and a certain patient was lying like a dead fish.

Well, don't get me wrong, he's not really dead, it's just that the effect of the anti-regenerative agent has passed, and if you want to continue to predict the effect of the operation, you can only ...... Filled four more bottles!

Due to the decreasing efficacy of the drug itself, the Wu Sanjun still has a mess of resistance and immunity, and the dosage of the drug is getting heavier and heavier.

He is now lying bored on the operating bed, vomit has reached his throat several times, and he has been swallowed again, and he is so nauseous that he wants to die.

This process was more troublesome than expected, and Wu Sanjun's body was too chaotic, and it was really difficult to avoid the core organs that were twisted into a ball and accurately open the upper passage of the stomach.

Finally, after drawing the last line, the two of them showed a relieved expression, and the preliminary preparation stage for the operation was over.

"Uh, is it over, I'm a little hungry."

Wu Sanjun, who was so disgusted that he fainted to death and woke up from sleep, opened his mouth and saw the familiar medicine bottle and smell.

Gollum, Gollum, he didn't want to eat at all.

But this time, after two bottles of medicine, he felt unconscious, was it a powerful anesthetic?

"Let's get started."

Wouldn't it begin?

Wu Sanjun closed his eyes, I don't look at the general.

But there are some things that can not be solved without looking, without the sense of sight and touch, the sense of hearing is more acute.

"Points A to C, six centimeters, be careful, below is the heart, cut it and it's gone."

"There's fluid in the abdominal cavity, the catheter is sucked out, is there a tube, uh, it seems like I forgot to buy it....... Rabbit! Take a tube and send it to the reception room on the first floor! There should be inside the toilet! The one inside the tank! ”

"Uh, you cut two centimeters deep and bleed internally. Let me see how to make up for it. ”

As agreed, Dr. Snake, who is more skilled, becomes Zheng Li's "automatic scalpel" and begins to complete the step-by-step procedure.

Disemboweling was only the beginning, and when the target appeared in front of the healer, both of them subconsciously gasped.

"Uh, is this still a stomach? They all have facial features, and their eyes and mouth are a little familiar, similar to those of Wu Sanjun..... Fortunately, the anesthetic worked, otherwise it would have gotten around and would have been finished. ”

While Zheng Li was afraid, Dr. Snake directly took out a bottle of anesthetic and quickly injected it diagonally into the surface of the stomach.

In an instant, the facial features fell asleep more soundly.

"Let's get started, let's draw a line."

This time, it was the thread of the second operation, and it was specific to how to cut the stomach.

There is less to cut, there is no point.

Cut too much, just hang up.

But no one knows how much is just right, or even if this theoretical equilibrium really exists.

Repeatedly? There is no chance.

Under normal circumstances, this is not solvable at all, but Zheng Libu is different.

"Uh, failed...... It's okay! ”

The silver-white thin sword slowly swept by, and everything returned to calm, including the half-meter-high pillar of blood.

"Rabbit, from now on, as long as I use the backtracking ability of 'Dream', you will use 'Ling' to kill those pigs."

After the pipe was delivered, the rabbit, who was kept and not allowed to go, became a supernumerary assistant to help Zheng Li harvest the sacrifices.

One knife, and again.

Another knife, and it's back.

Go on, I won't believe it.

Belch.... How many knives?

Just one division, it was enough to toss for more than half an hour, I don't know how many knives I tried, and the pigs tied were not enough, so I asked Hu Yisaki to go to the market and hurriedly bought a batch of livestock.

But in the midst of this constant temptation, Dr. Snake is also constantly correcting Zheng Li's knife techniques and surgical habits...... Not every medical student has so many "big teachers" to do anatomical exercises, not to mention Zheng Li, who is guided by a top authority on the spot, and his learning ability is already amazing, and he has grown at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The "big teacher" himself, from listening carefully, to being insensitive, is now directly wearing a black cloth on his face and not moving.

Time was ticking, it was early at night, and dawn was not long in coming.

Before the one-time success, Zheng Li encountered an expected unsolvable problem......

"We are running out of psionic energy, and we have to slow down..... Uh, what is this, so sweet. Oh, Autumn Fruit! ”

As soon as the fruit stuffed into his mouth was bitten, the sweetness spread, which shocked Zheng Li's spirit.

But more importantly, he felt the spiritual energy begin to recover!

"I brought it, I guess it can be used, and it will be an ordinary fruit in two days, so let's get started."

Now that he has made up his mind to save people, Dr. Snake is not stingy at all, and he does not even plan to ask the patient for reimbursement.

All she cares about now is whether she can save this person and whether she can complete this theoretically impossible operation!

"This mouthful, a lot of ......."

Zheng Li was thinking about messy things, but the movements in his hands did not stop for half a minute.

Again and again, when onlookers felt hopeless, Zheng Li suddenly stopped.

"It's done!"

Outside, it was already dawn, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But that doesn't mean it's over.

"Next, the perception and balance of the body will be gradually restored, Wu Sanjun, in this process, you have to stay sober and tough, tell your body and organs, who is the real master!"

Dr. Snake's words echoed through the makeshift operating room.

Wu Sanjun was still unable to move, but in the open eyes, there was the firmest will.

"The 71% survival rate is higher than expected."

Picking up the water bottle tiredly, Zheng Li poured water directly on his head to make himself comfortable.

"Heh, I've been unlucky......."

Zheng Li shook his head.

"You're misunderstood, my abilities aren't luck. The foreseen future is not immutable. In fact, I foresee the future in order to actively change the future and guide the future into a comedy with a happy ending. Oh, tragedy, haven't you seen enough? ”

Wiping his face with water, Zheng Li shook his head, stepped forward again, and picked up the scalpel.

"Wu Sanjun, stay awake, and if there is any discomfort there, tell me immediately. Dr. Snake, are there any other interfering and local anesthetic drugs, and the surgical act is also possible, we can cut some overactive psionic tissue........."