Chapter 1933

Zheng Xueyu has also convinced Ye Lingtian. Dreams are dreams after all. Even if the exercises you practice can be used in the real world, it may not be true.

For example, to pry open the head of Ximen Wuji's father, which has never happened in the history of the fairy world.

Wan Yanyue glanced at the dumbfounded Ximen Wuji, and smiled magnificently.

"Mr. Ximen, the treatment method of Mr. Ye Lingtian just now sounds really sensational."

"I think there has never been such a method in the history of the world of immortality. Mr. Ximen has no objection to this?"

Ximen Wuji nodded: "The girl is right, I have never heard of it, let alone seen it."

"Since it's never happened before, it's just crossing the river with stones, and no one knows what will appear in front of it."

Speaking of this, Wanyanyue pointed to the crux of the problem.

"If there are any ups and downs in the process, obviously everyone doesn't want to see it. At that time, Young Master Ximen will blame Big Brother Ye and regard Big Brother Ye as an enemy who killed his father."

"It's a bit of revenge, which is chilling."

Ximen Wuji looked down at the old father who groaned a few times, and nodded again.

Wan Yanyue smiled at Ye Lingtian: "Brother Ye, are you sure you want to try it?"

It's not whether I want to try it, but whether Ximen Wuji wants me to try it. One thing more is worse than one thing less. No one wants to make trouble for themselves.

"It's okay to try, or not to try." Ye Lingtian smiled ambiguously: "I'm really not sure, but seeing that Brother Ximen is a filial son, so he is willing to help."

Ximen Wuji hesitated, stared into Ye Lingtian's eyes, and said word by word: "Brother Lao Ye is here."

Wanyanyue rolled her eyes, walked up to Ye Lingtian and Ximen Wuji, and said with a smile: "In order to avoid future disputes, it is more appropriate for the two of you to make a contract."

"Whatever it is, so what if it doesn't. Let's make it clear in black and white. Don't toss to the end. If you don't understand it, then it won't be beautiful."

Zheng Xueyu looked at Wanyanyue with admiration, this girl is young and thoughtful.

In this way, if Ye Lingtian's operation fails, unnecessary troubles can be avoided, and if the operation is successful, Ye Lingtian will definitely be able to obtain the benefits he deserves.

There is no free lunch in the world, especially in the world of fairy magic. Since I have helped you, I must give you something in return.

Ximen Wuji has been in the world of immortals for so many years, why doesn't he know this truth?

It's just that because of his father's illness, he has already emptied his savings. Apart from his cultivation, he probably has nothing else to offer.

Ximen Wuji bowed to Ye Lingtian and saluted: "If there are any problems during the treatment, I will not blame Brother Ye other than to thank you."

"I hope Brother Ye will proceed with peace of mind. If the operation is successful and the old father is healthy and safe, this life will be yours."

Hearing what Ximen Wuji said, Ye Lingtian was about to say a few polite words when Wanyanyue gave him a hard look.

"Since Mr. Ximen said so, I'm going to write it down!"

Wan Yanyue once again demonstrated the extremely high efficiency of Wandantang.

Yizhuxiang didn't have enough time, not only finished the paperwork, but also got Ximen Wuji's father to the VIP room.

The old man's current situation is very critical, Ye Lingtian immediately started preparations.

He first asked Wanyanyue to prepare some strong alcoholic water for disinfection, and then asked Ximen Wuji to go to the market to find a titanium metal to make a very tiny clip.

"Titanium?" Ximen Wuji's face was full of doubts. Obviously, he didn't know what this metal was.

Not only did he not know, but the well-informed Wan Yanyue was also puzzled.

So here comes the problem. When the brain aneurysm ruptures, the blood vessel must be clamped with foreign objects, so that it can be considered cured.

Based on his knowledge, Ye Lingtian judged that the clip made of titanium gold is durable and delicate. If there is no such metal, what would be used to clamp the blood vessels when the head is opened?

Wan Yanyue glanced at Ye Lingtian, who was at a loss, and smiled: "Can we change our thinking, if there is no such metal clip, can we consider using healing fairy herbs to heal the ruptured blood vessels?"

Ye Lingtian's face was full of black lines, nana said: "That's the head, you can't hold it for too long after you open it, and the brain is also the place where the nerves are concentrated, in case the healing medicine touches where it shouldn't be"

Ye Lingtian didn't say what happened next, but everyone knew what Ye Lingtian was going to say next, it was a big deal.

Wan Yanyue did not agree with Ye Lingtian's point of view, with her hands behind her back, her eyes were full of anticipation.

"Brother Ye, don't forget that you are a Huang-level spiritual cultivator. I think it's feasible to use immortal power to draw some medicinal liquid for healing."

Ye Lingtian slapped his head, yes!

Not only is he a Huang-level divine cultivator, but what's more rare and valuable is that he has profound attainments in refining pills, and his skill in drawing medicinal liquid is superb. Maybe this kind of plan is really feasible.

"I haven't tried it, and I'm afraid there will be problems in the middle." Ye Lingtian was slightly suspicious after deducing the plan in his heart.

Wan Yanyue said unceremoniously: "I haven't tried this before, but you have tried craniotomy?"

He had never tried craniotomy before, but with years of anatomical experience, Ye Lingtian thought he could handle it.

It was also the first time for him to use Xianliyin to extract repairing liquid to repair blood vessels.

Blood vessels are different from skin and flesh, they are too fragile.

Ye Lingtian kind of misses those days when he was plagued by illness.

The old man's groans became weaker and weaker, and it would be more troublesome to drag on. As soon as Ye Lingtian slapped his thigh, it was decided that the dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor.

In order to prevent any accidents, Ye Lingtian went back to the Zheng family compound, taking advantage of no one to change the cold light into the shape of a scalpel.

Compared to going back to the market to create a scalpel, Ye Lingtian felt that Hanmang was more reliable.

When everything was ready, Ye Lingtian left Ximen Wuji in the room, and said seriously: "I need help later, please help."

Ximen Wuji nodded quickly: "Brother Ye, feel free to speak when the time comes."

Ye Lingtian rolled over the old man's eyelids to make sure that the old man had entered a state of anesthesia, took Hanmang out of the bowl full of spirits, and prepared to do it.

When the dark scalpel sliced ​​open the back of the old man's head, Ximen Wuji quickly turned his head and looked away.

As a monk, his hands were naturally not clean, but he really didn't have the courage to watch others cut open his own father's head with a knife.

I knew that letting this guy stay here would not be of much use. If I had known this, I would have let Xiaoyue stay. Ye Lingtian murmured in his heart.

With the infinite help of mind and spirit, Ye Lingtian's hands-on accuracy is extremely high, coupled with the fact that the cold light is really reliable, the critical moment will soon be reached.

"Wipe the blood with cotton gauze soaked in alcohol!" Ye Lingtian turned his head and said to Ximen Wuji.

At the critical moment, Ximen Wuji showed the quality that a monk should have. When wiping the blood, his movements were not only gentle but also very clean.

What's even more rare is that after overcoming the initial psychological barrier, Ximen Wuji and Ye Lingtian showed a good tacit understanding.

When the skull is opened, it is the most critical joint.

Ye Lingtian pulled the immortal power with his left hand, absorbed less than a drop of repairing medicinal liquid, turned it into gossamer, and slowly sent it towards the slightly bleeding wound.

Ximen Wuji was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

It is true that the internal structure of the human body can be seen with the infinite mind, but after all, it is not to lift the skull and put the human brain in front of it.

This picture is so beautiful that Ximen Wuji swallowed hard.

When cutting off other people's heads, he was calmer than now.

"Wipe my sweat!"

Before Ye Lingtian finished speaking, Ximen Wuji's towel came over to wipe it off.

As time passed little by little, the repairing liquid that turned into threads began to work, and the bleeding wound gradually healed.

Ximen Wuji was completely convinced by Ye Lingtian's exquisite technique.

He is the first person to witness the craniotomy in the world of immortality. His name will be included in the medical history of the world of immortality together with Ye Lingtian's name.

After the arterial breach was completely healed, Ye Lingtian became more proficient in controlling Xianli.

Instead of using the Immortal Cultivation Pill to clean up the intracranial congestion after the operation, it is better to start now.

Ye Lingtian's movements were very light, as light as a red hair falling on the ground. After all, the brain is where the nerves are concentrated, and a little carelessness will cause damage and leave sequelae.

It may be that he has experienced too many shocks, but Ximen Wuji was very calm when Ye Lingtian performed the dredging technique.

From Ye Lingtian's blooming celestial power, he knew that the man named Ye Lingtian in front of him was not very strong, just a Huang-level spiritual cultivator.

However, Ye Lingtian's proficiency in controlling celestial power is something he doesn't have as a beginner of Xuan-level spiritual cultivation.

After suturing the wound, Ye Lingtian carefully applied the prepared herbs to the wound.

"Brother Ye, is this all right?" Ximen Wuji asked tentatively.

"It's almost there, you go to Wan Dan Tang to buy some pills for healing wounds, and let uncle take it quickly, I will rest for a while."

Ye Lingtian said so, and sat down on the chair.

In just an hour, he was drenched in sweat.

As soon as the door of the secret room was opened, Wan Yanyue and Zheng Xueyu walked in gently.

Zheng Xueyu looked at the old man lying on the table and the blood-soaked gauze everywhere, and asked nervously, "Is everything going well?"

Wanyanyue tugged at Zheng Xueyu and winked.

It means that if it doesn't go well, Ye Lingtian will definitely be crying. Looking at Ximen Wuji's expression when he goes out, he must have been very successful.

Zheng Xueyu let out a long breath, looked at the silent Ye Lingtian, quickly poured a glass of water, and brought it to Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian was also polite, and after taking it and drinking it all, he couldn't help complaining: "This is more tiring than fighting with others."

Wanyanyue smiled charmingly, and took over the conversation: "That's nature, in the world of immortals, it's not how to kill people, but how to save people."

"Brother Ye's performance today is like a god coming down to earth, completely rewriting the history of the fairy world."

"Other than that, I think Wantantang has another business to do."

The corner of Ye Lingtian's mouth twitched, and he looked at Wanyanyue: "You are such a brain, it will be a loss if you don't become a shopkeeper."

Zheng Xueyu patted Ye Lingtian lightly: "What do you say? Xiaoyue is a member of the Wanyan family with a high status. What is a shopkeeper of a branch?"