Hearing Mrs. Peacock's words, this made everyone see a glimmer of hope again.

They were full of anticipation, hoping that Madame Peacock would tell them how to heal the warden and what could be done to restore him to health.

"To tell you the truth, I'm just guessing, as for whether or not I can save his life, everything depends on his creation." Lady Peacock said.

This made everyone's hearts that had just been put down hang again, and they didn't know what Mrs. Peacock's words meant.

"May I ask Madame if there is any good solution, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we are willing to try." Zhang Yue said, looking back at the people behind him.

Everyone nodded silently, expressing their recognition of Zhang Yue, in Mrs. Peacock's "Heavenly Beast Dome", Zhang Yue seems to have naturally become everyone's spokesperson, of course, there is no more suitable person than Zhang Yue.

"He can only be amputated to prevent further festering of the wound." Madame Peacock said expressionlessly, her pale face as if there could be no expression.

"What!" Zhang Yue couldn't have imagined that Mrs. Peacock would have such an idea, but in fact, everyone had vaguely thought about this method.

"Yes, this is the only way that seems to be feasible at the moment. I am not an advocate of amputation, and even in wartime, I would not amputate wounded soldiers unless they were suffering from dysentery. But now the situation is different, and it is not difficult to see that his wounds are constantly festering and spreading. Your disinfection measures have done a good job of suppressing the rate of wound festering, but it is clear that this is only a palliative solution. I don't know if the amputation will save him, but if the wound is allowed to fester, I don't think he will survive this time tomorrow. ”

"Wouldn't he lose a leg forever?" Zhang Yue asked unbearably.

"A leg and a life, which is more important, I think the princess should be able to weigh it, the old body is all for his good." Lady Peacock said.

"But...... But ......" Zhang Yue hesitated, not knowing what to do.

"In that case, then according to Madame Peacock, this is just a leg, and since it is broken, it can only be dispensed with." The warden said suddenly, as if he had expected the end result to be like this.

"Sure enough, it's a man, I like such a neat and neat person. When I saw your wounds, I knew that you were not a mother-in-law, and ordinary people couldn't bear such pain. You can rest assured that it will help you take off this leg, and it won't hurt you. Lady Peacock said that she liked bold and resolute people, and did not like writhing guys.

The warden himself had already nodded in agreement, and the others had nothing to say. Kafka and Yulia had thought of such a possibility from the very beginning, but they still had a glimmer of hope and did not want to resort to this most helpless method. Considering that the warden's wound festers and risks spreading the disease, this may be the only way to do it at this time.

Zhang Yue didn't expect it to be like this, she believed in the magic of the witch doctor's medical skills, but she didn't expect such an injury that even the witch doctor could be helpless. However, if Madame Peacock is helpless, then there will be no witch doctor in this world who can cure the warden. Although she felt that she didn't help in the end, she could only silently accept this last resort, she knew that she had nothing to do, and Madame Peacock was already her last card.

Seeing that everyone had no opinions, Mrs. Peacock didn't say anything. She asked two maids to carry the warden up to a dimly lit room, which was not very dark, with only a candle lit, and almost nothing but an outline could be seen.

Everyone followed, and they all came to this dimly lit room, and Madame Peacock did not shy away from it. The room looked dirty, and the furnishings and furnishings were rather crude, comparable to those of the cavemen of the Stone Age.

The warden was placed on a simple bamboo bed by two maids, could it be that this is Madame Peacock's operating table. Kafka and Yulia didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Madame Peacock's gourd, but the environment here was worse than the slums, so how could surgery be performed in such a place.

The warden, one of the two maids brought a jar, and the other an incense burner. The jar was handed to Madame Peacock, and the incense burner was placed in the center of the room to be burned.

The light purple smoke slowly drifted away, and the smell of ** incense lingered throughout the room, and the faint orchid fragrance was refreshing, turning into the laughter of young boys and girls, and it seemed to be an intoxicating aroma of wine.

The feeling of grogginess makes people flutter. It's a pleasure and an infinite intoxication. It's so beautiful that I can't describe it in words. Only those who are immersed in the scene can feel the thrill of the birth of a new life.

Their three souls were taken away from the seven spirits, and the whole person was completely hollowed out, and the thin souls floated into the air, and after seeping into the sweet elixir, they slowly began to sink again.

When everyone regained consciousness from their delirious trance. They saw that the warden's wounded leg was no longer on his body, and the wound was wrapped in dark brocade, and from the outside it did not leave any blood.

Mrs. Peacock threw her amputated leg into a one-meter-square fire pit. The flames engulfed the stump in an instant, making a "crackling" sound.

How long has it been? A minute, a quarter of an hour, an hour, a morning, a day, a week, a month, or a year? They have no concept of time at all, and they don't know how much time has passed.

I was even more amazed at how Madame Peacock did this, she didn't seem to use anesthetics, and there was no pain on the warden's calm face. They didn't even see Madame Peacock raise and fall with her knife, and the warden's stump was completely separated from his body.

This is completely illogical and unimaginable. Could it be that these so-called witch doctors really have power beyond nature? They are able to cast magic on the mind, trap the senses, and even refine the elixir of immortality.

Today, they didn't come wrong, and Madame Peacock opened their eyes. Only then did I know that in this world, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and there are no wonders in the world.

"Oh...... This is...... Warden...... Too...... It's incredible, are you alright?. "Professor Saul, who has believed in science all his life, is at a loss as if he has lost his soul. He couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe what had just happened, it was so sudden, it was incredible.

"It's good, I'm fine, I'm much more comfortable." The warden said slowly, his face not showing the same pained expression as before, but his breath was still very weak.

Kafka and Yulia looked at Madame Peacock with the same shocked expressions, they had also heard some legends about witch doctors. In the past, they used to see this as a joke, and only the ignorant and superstitious would believe in the deceptive tricks of witch doctors.

But now the facts are before their eyes, and they cannot help but believe that it is true. As medical workers, not only did they not question Madame Peacock's miraculous method at this moment, but they felt envy and admiration, and they really wished that they could also have such magical skills.

The two maids carried the warden out of the dimly lit room, and Madame Peacock also accompanied Zhang Yue out, and everyone naturally followed. Only Kafka looked at the censer and hesitated for a moment, suspecting that the inexplicable hallucination just now came from this inconspicuous little censer.