As time passed by, everyone in the palace became nervous.
Even the vicious dogs in the house became quiet, and many people stood outside the hospital, waiting for the results of the operation.
In every big family, the life and death of the master involves the fate of all the servants.
If the prince dies, the lives of hundreds of people in the house will change.
Without the protection of the prince, many people in the palace would have been liquidated.
The servants are used to doing whatever they want in the name of the palace, offending many people. If they leave the palace, most of them will be left with a dead end.
So most people still hope that the prince can survive!
Nangong Ying was so nervous that she clenched her fists.
Xue Lingzhi comforted in a low voice: "It will be okay. Grandpa will definitely be able to cure the prince."
Nangong Ying forced out a smile. Three hours had passed, and there was no movement at all.
Moreover, the technique of craniotomy comes from legends. Unless they are gods, how can anyone survive after having his head cut open?
The longer time passed, the more worried the people in the palace became.
Gradually, there were gentle discussions among the servants. From calm to pretending to be calm, and then to embarrassment, the atmosphere in the palace was also slowly changing.
In the room, Doctor Xue, who was a spectator, was so nervous that he was trembling all over.
This was the first time he saw a human brain, a brain tumor, and hydrocephalus.
The bed was covered in blood, and it was frightening just to watch it, let alone cut into people's brains.
But Lin Wanjie's face was expressionless. His dull face was no longer dull, but he was devoted wholeheartedly, with focused eyes like an eagle. His big hands that had been disinfected many times held small knives and tweezers, and he didn't even breathe when he went deep into the gaps to operate. nothing.
After three hours of surgery, Lin Wanjie gradually felt that the prince was different.
Although the prince is old, his vitality is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even without electronic monitoring equipment, Lin Wanjie can feel that his vital signs are very stable. There seems to be an invisible force in his body that keeps him alive!
This power also gave Lin Wanjie confidence. Originally he was only 20% sure, but now he has 60% confidence.
When a sarcoma the size of a chicken heart was carefully taken out from the crack in the skull, Doctor Xue held the plate and took it with trembling hands.
"A miracle! A miracle... This is a miracle! Is this the 'wind string' that has influenced the prince for many years?"
Lin Wanjie did not answer. It was not the time to relax yet. He continued to hold his breath to restore a piece of skull the size of a little finger, fixed it with small steel nails, and finally sutured the wound.
An hour passed before it all ended.
"call……"
Lin Wanjie breathed a long sigh of relief and then sat slumped on the ground.
Even he couldn't believe that he could complete a craniotomy without the help of any electronic equipment.
If it weren't for the prince's special physique, this operation would be equivalent to a huge gamble.
But... Looking at it now, Lin Wanjie is very confident that the prince will survive, will wake up, and will recover.
The door opened.
Lin Wanjie walked out tiredly.
In addition to the princess, there are no less than a hundred soldiers in the courtyard.
The moment everyone saw Lin Wanjie, their hearts seemed to have stopped.
The princess walked up excitedly, and became even more anxious when she saw that Doctor Xue behind Lin Wanjie looked pale: "Doctor Xue, how are you? Is the prince cured?"
Doctor Xue did not answer, but looked at Lin Wanjie.
This operation was completely beyond the scope of Doctor Xue's knowledge. He didn't know what the result would be, so he could only ask Lin Wanjie.
Lin Wanjie gave Doctor Xue a firm look. This operation was considered a feat. Lin Wanjie felt somewhat complacent and secretly happy. This gave him experience in applying modern medicine in ancient times and strengthened his confidence. .
Dr. Xue received a response and forced a smile: "The operation was successful. I just need to wait for the prince to wake up and recuperate for a month before he can recover."
"What? Success? Really successful?"
A sudden voice appeared in the crowd, and a certain doctor appeared again.
It's just that today's appearance is no longer a simple act of causing trouble, but a real expression of shock and disbelief.
Craniotomy sounds simple, but only those who understand medicine know how difficult it is in practice.
Opening the skull is not as simple as opening a watermelon or opening a hole to take out the wind string and then restoring it!
"Doctor Xue, you...you really did it? Impossible! I don't believe it. How could there be such a miraculous skill in the world?"
Faced with doubts, Doctor Xue took out a plate, and there was a vivid brain tumor lying on it, exuding a strange smell, which was jaw-dropping.
"This is……"
"This is the brain tumor that has existed in the prince's brain for many years, which is the legendary Feng Xian."
Doctor Xue explained to everyone calmly.
The moment I saw the brain tumor, all doubts disappeared.
The doctor was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his eyes filled with tears, and he knelt down to Doctor Xue: "The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. I am convinced, completely convinced. You are Hua Tuo in this world, and there is no one like him among doctors in the world!"
Nangong Ying was also shocked and bowed deeply to Doctor Xue: "Mr. Xue's miraculous skills are breathtaking! Everyone in Prince Jing's palace is grateful to the doctor."
Following the princess's words, hundreds of soldiers in the courtyard knelt down and shouted in a low voice: "Everyone in Prince Jing's palace would like to thank Doctor Xue for his kindness and kindness."
Seeing this magnificent scene, Doctor Xue was a little nervous. How could this be his credit?
Everything was done by this strong man who was thick on the outside but delicate on the inside. However, he refused to be tainted by the cause and effect and only wanted to stay in someone else's house and be a small servant.
Besides Doctor Xue, there was another person at the scene who knew the truth of the matter.
Xue Lingzhi knew her grandfather's abilities. In Xiao Nizi's mind, although her grandfather was a very powerful miracle doctor, he would never do any craniotomy.
Grandpa also said that only Brother Lin can cure the prince.
Only then can you protect yourself and leave the palace safely.
All of this is naturally the result of Brother Lin.
Brother Lin is very tall, and Xue Lingzhi has to look up to see his face.
Although he still has the same muscular appearance, his face is also square and his skin is dark yellow and black, which is not very good-looking.
But now it's not ugly or scary anymore. It seems to be heroic somehow.
While looking at it, Xue Lingzhi suddenly found that Brother Lin's eyes were on her. Xiao Nizi panicked, her face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.
On the other side, Doctor Xue unknowingly came to the princess and said with a troubled face: "Princess, in order to treat the prince, my family has offended the White Lotus Sect. The people of the White Lotus Sect are all martial arts masters, and they come and go without a trace. In case they seek revenge..."
The princess smiled coldly: "Don't worry, miracle doctor. The Prince Jing's Mansion has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grievances. We will never let the monsters from the White Lotus Sect harm the Miracle Doctor and his family. If the monsters from the White Lotus Sect dare to show up, the Prince Jing's Mansion will kill them all! Keep the Miracle Doctor and his family safe!" "
