Chapter 250: Chapter 250: The Butcher Dissects the Cow, Heart Surgery_1
Yuan Huaiyi’s words filled Ning Fan with profound respect.
In the past on the battlefield, those who shed their hot blood for their country deserved the utmost admiration!
For this reason alone, Ning Fan was determined to heal Yuan Huaiyi!
"Please rest assured, Elder Yuan, I will definitely help you remove the bullet from your body and free you from its tornt," Ning Fan stated solemnly, having Yuan Yonglin and Director Wu step back before he took out the prepared dicine and silver needles.
"Young Brother Ning, do not feel burdened. I’ve lived a long life and nearly had my fill. I do not wish to endure the pain caused by this bullet with every breath I take. Proceed boldly with the surgery. If it succeeds, all the better, but if it fails, I will not bla you."
"Furthermore, Yong Lin, Director Wu, if Young Brother Ning’s surgery fails, I forbid any of you from making things difficult for him! Otherwise, I would not approve, even in death!"
Having spoken sternly, Yuan Huaiyi then fell silent.
No amount of persuasion from Yuan Yonglin and Director Wu was of any use.
"I want to see just how you’re going to deceive Elder Yuan!" said Director Wu indignantly.
He simply couldn’t fathom how, with just a few silver needles and a bowl of dicinal soup, Ning Fan was going to perform surgery to extract a bullet.
"Wait for my command. If things go awry, you will step in and stop Ning Fan," Yuan Yonglin also said sternly to the bodyguards by her side.
Although she was grateful to Ning Fan for saving her grandfather during the car accident, this didn’t an she would blindly believe in him.
Under the tense gaze of Yuan Yonglin and Director Wu, Ning Fan first fed Yuan Huaiyi half a bowl of dicinal soup, then pinched a silver needle, dipped it in the soup, and like lightning, injected it close to Yuan Huaiyi’s heart.
Yuan Yonglin’s heart skipped a beat.
But Yuan Huaiyi himself felt nothing at all.
It turns out that the bowl of dicinal soup on the silver needle was a unique anesthetic.
Next, Ning Fan, with his other hand, picked up a second silver needle, also dipped in the anesthetic, and once again injected it near Yuan Huaiyi’s heart.
Ning Fan, holding the two silver needles, transferred Spiritual Power into them, and the needles imdiately beca extraordinary, like two exceedingly sharp surgical silver scalpel needles.
Yet these two surgical silver needle scalpels, compared to ordinary surgical knives, were much smaller and more suited for precise operations.
The next mont, under the shocked gaze of the onlookers, Ning Fan used these two silver needles as scalpels, making a small incision in the flesh under Yuan Huaiyi’s heart!
Even more bizarrely, not a single drop of blood flowed from the incision!
The silver needles in Ning Fan’s hands seed to have a life of their own, expertly avoiding every capillary around Yuan Huaiyi’s heart.
After cutting the incision, the steadily moving and precisely cutting silver needles quickly created a narrow pathway, leading directly to the bullet under Yuan Huaiyi’s heart!
This narrow pathway still expertly avoided all the capillaries on his body, not letting a single drop of blood flow out!
Whew—
Inhale—
Yuan Yonglin, standing a few ters away, kept taking deep breaths, nearly suffocating in her nervousness.
Director Wu was also staring dumbfounded, vigorously rubbing his eyes, unable to believe that such sophisticated surgical techniques existed in the world!
For surgery, the most difficult and dangerous part is that it is almost impossible to avoid cutting the web of dense blood vessels in the body during the operation, causing significant bleeding, making recovery very difficult afterward.
However, Ning Fan’s silver needle scalpels perfectly avoided each blood vessel, even the capillaries, which was nothing short of miraculous!
If one had to use a word to describe it, the only one that ca to Director Wu’s mind was:
Cutting Up an Ox!
Clatter!
Shortly after, Ning Fan used the two silver needle scalpels to extract the bullet from Yuan Huaiyi’s chest. It fell to the ground.
Ning Fan himself also let out a sigh of relief; this was his first ti performing such a delicate surgery, and to say he wasn’t nervous would be a lie.
However, Ning Fan was already at the Eighth Level of Qi Refinent, possessing vision, touch, reaction speed, and control over his body far exceeding that of ordinary people, and with Spiritual Power as an aid, he was more than 95% confident in completing a surgery impossible for regular doctors.
Next, Ning Fan was about to complete the final step: suturing the wound.
Since no blood vessel had been damaged during the surgery, suturing was not complicated, but the slightest carelessness could still be dangerous.
It was at this mont that the unexpected occurred.
A loud crash rang out as the window glass suddenly shattered, and a nimble young woman vaulted through it.
"Old villain! Die!"
The young woman shouted fiercely, stamping her foot, and like a panther, she lunged at Yuan Huaiyi with lightning speed.
"Stop her!" Yuan Yonglin cried out in alarm.
Several bodyguards imdiately charged forward, but they were still a mont too late.
"Step aside if you don’t want to die!"
In the next second, the young woman had already reached Ning Fan. Her right hand flipped, revealing a dagger in her grip.
At the sa ti, her left hand struck towards Ning Fan, intending to send him flying, while her right hand’s dagger aid at the prone Yuan Huaiyi!
"Don’t!"
Yuan Yonglin scread in horror, her face drained of color.
At that mont, Ning Fan was sewing up an incision less than half a centiter from Yuan Huaiyi’s heart. Even if the young woman’s dagger didn’t reach Yuan Huaiyi, any slight tremor in Ning Fan’s hand could cause the silver needle to pierce Yuan Huaiyi’s heart, sealing his fate!
Thump!
A muffled sound erupted as the young woman’s left palm struck Ning Fan. The Inner Strength in her palm exploded, puffing up Ning Fan’s clothes.
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