I never thought that performing surgery on a person would be opposed by so many people.

Most of those who stopped her did not understand her medical skills.

Xia Qianqian doesn't care.

She looked sideways at Hebei and said seriously: "People here, I only listen to General He's decision."

"If you believe in me and are willing to take risks, I will be willing to advance and retreat with you to fight for my young master's future."

The huge pressure suddenly shifted to Hebei.

Xi Yalan: "Old General He, as an old general, you naturally know the importance of decision-making. If you make one mistake, you will lose everything!"

Li Yunniang: "General He, my daughter is not sensible. She has not been able to use her brain for a while, so she is confused in doing things. Please don't remember the villain's fault. Don't be acquainted with her, and don't dare to mess with her!"

Mr. Liu: "General He, my subordinates have seen Xia Yatou's medical skills. I trust her."

"Old Liu!" Lei Jie on the side interjected: "She can detoxify the poison of the bloodthirsty dead snake. I admit, she is powerful. But she relies on the antidote left by her master to detoxify. Who should I give this antidote to?

All can detoxify."

Lei Jie argued with reason: "But surgery is different! It needs to be done in person!"

"As the saying goes, one minute on stage is worth ten years off stage. Even though her master taught her the art of craniotomy, she has never used it or practiced it. How can she practice on the young master?"

Lei Jie's words made Hebei's thoughts waver again.

Before, he had personally asked her whether she had ever had such an operation.

Her answer was, never.

What Lei Jie said is true.

The courage that made him ignore these facts and decide to let Xia Qianqian perform surgery on his son was something he had witnessed with his own eyes when she saved Hu Tang.

Cracking the venom of the bloodthirsty dead snake was something he had been guarding at the border for many years but could not get.

But in front of that little girl, it was so easy.

After being shocked, his trust in her suddenly surged, and he made a further decision to let her perform surgery on Fei'er.

Everyone's eyes fell on Hebei, wondering what decision he would make.

However, Hebei turned his attention to Xia Qianqian, and then to Ji Zimo, who had been silent.

"I believe her!"

He had a solemn look on his face and refused to refuse: "Miss Xia, please operate on Hongfei on time."

The others were shocked. Lei Jie wanted to say something else, but Hebei stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Li Yunniang was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and her mood was beyond description.

Xia Qianqian patted the back of her hand and said, "Mom, don't worry, I do things in my own way.

Then he sent a blessing to Hebei and said, "Thank you, General, for your trust."

Turning around, picking up the surgical bag beside her, she greeted: "Mr. Liu, let's get started!"

"Ah? Ah!" Mr. Liu ran a few steps and followed closely behind her.

"Wait!" Ji Zimo called her, picked up the square scarf on the table, and came forward.

The square towel was placed on the hair on the top of her head, and she was rubbing it gently, "The hair on the head has not been dried yet, so be careful of catching a cold."

She smiled and said, "I will wear a surgical cap later, so it won't get in the way."

"Be careful during the operation!" he warned her.

"Don't worry, I'm sure!" This kind of minor surgery is normal for her in modern times.

However, this is ancient times and medical conditions are limited, so she will be more cautious.

"Okay!" He gave her full trust and a sense of security. "I'll be waiting at the door. If you need help with anything, you can ask me."

Xia Qianqian nodded and warned: "Please help me stay outside the house. No one is allowed to disturb me at any time during the operation."

"Okay! Don't worry!"

The two exhorted each other, and Xia Qianqian carried her things up to the second floor.

The others caught up and each stood guard at the door.

Lei Jie felt dissatisfied that his opinions were ignored, "The light in the room is dim, and it is difficult to see the wounds on the head, let alone the sick areas in the brain."

Geng Zhong interjected from the side: "The candles are lit in the room, and there are several luminous pearls placed next to the operating table at the door, which can illuminate everything."

Lei Jie was noncommittal and shook his head helplessly.

While everyone was discussing, a bright light suddenly lit up in the room, shining on the window. At the same time, Mr. Liu's surprised voice sounded, "What a bright night pearl."

"It's not a luminous pearl, it's a shadowless lamp!" The girl's crisp voice corrected him.

"Shadowless lamp? It is recorded in the book that when turned on, it can eliminate shadows and see surgical wounds clearly?" Mr. Liu's expression could not be seen clearly, but from his surprised tone, you could feel the excitement in his heart.<

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"Yes!" The girl's thin figure is reflected in the silhouette of the window.

In the black shadow, she was wearing a hat and seemed to be wearing special clothes. She raised her hands to her chest and said, "Mr. Liu, the operation begins."

On the window, she held up a needle and slowly inserted it.

She couldn't see clearly the person on the operating table, but everyone knew that the person she stabbed must be the young master.

All the heart is in the throat.

"Ah!" Inside the house, the young master screamed, and his voice suddenly stopped.

On the screen, the girl was holding a knife and slowly dropped it. After a while, the girl's deep voice came from the room, "Orthopedic electric drill."

Mr. Liu handed her something, and then a "sizzling" sound came from the room.

That's...

Using an electric drill to break the skull.

If something like this happened in prison, people would call it torture. It is torture carried out on death row inmates who have committed extremely heinous crimes and are unwilling to confess.

But now, he was watching helplessly as others carried out such a thing on his ill-fated son.

Hebei's heart felt like it was being tormented in a frying pan, then taken out of the frying pan, put on the chopping board, and pricked and prodded with thousands of sharp knives, until it turned into bloody holes, each one going out.

Bleeding.

This feeling was like going back to eighteen years ago, when he hurried back to the mansion after the palace was safe.

When I opened the door, there was blood everywhere.

Blood dyed the bluestone in the courtyard red, and his wife lay on the ground at the door, with ten arrows stuck in her body, and her clothes were stained as if they were dyed with soy sauce.

His eyes were so anxious that he picked her up and called her.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, tears rolling down her face: "Child, stove."

She only left him four words, tilted her head, and he was gone.

He looked at the injuries on her body, and for a moment he felt unbearable pain.

She was in extreme pain, but she still held on with all her strength and waited for him to come back.

How long the wait between life and death must be.

He hates himself so much that he can't take time to protect his family.

Just like now, he can't protect his only son.

When the pain filled his chest again, Hebei's heart ached and his throat felt fishy.

He pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the smell of blood, and held the railing tightly with his hands to support his limp body.
Chapter completed!