Chapter 105
Ye Zhentian is aware of his condition.
But he didn't think Long Xiaoshan could really cure him.
He has a terminal illness.
However, Ye Zhentian likes Long Xiaoshan's attitude of not fearing the powerful. Moreover, Long Xiaoshan is also a descendant of ancient martial arts. He thinks that he only has a few months to live at most.
Being able to make friends with a descendant of ancient martial arts will also be of great benefit to the future of the Ye family.
The successor of ancient martial arts is not a cabbage.
You can encounter it casually.
Thinking of this, he laughed loudly and said: "Little brother, do you know what disease I have?"
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Ye's disease is liver cancer, and it has spread at an advanced stage. If he follows conventional treatment, it is impossible to live for more than three months."
Ye Zhentian was shocked.
What Long Xiaoshan said was actually accurate.
Even how long he can live is the same as what a famous doctor in the capital said.
And this was just the result of Long Xiaoshan's glance, without even taking a pulse.
Long Xiaoshan was able to tell the truth about his condition, which showed that he was very good at it. He knew the condition well and said it could be cured, which made Ye Zhentian feel a glimmer of hope. Even if it couldn't be cured, it would be good for the Ye family to extend their lifespan a little longer. of.
Long Xiaoshan spoke: "Without further delay, Mr. Ye, let's start now."
"Okay!" Ye Zhentian said happily.
Huang Hu, who was standing at the door, moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
But he was directly interrupted by Ye Zhentian's eyes.
"Brother, how should I treat it?"
"Mr. Ye, just take off your shirt."
Ye Zhentian nodded and took off his clothes directly, revealing his upper body with many scars and traces of several bullet holes.
Long Xiaoshan squinted his eyes and looked at it, then pressed on Ye Zhentian's lumbar area and said, "Mr. Ye, you must have a bullet left in it."
"Yes, during the war of resistance against Japan, the little devil was left in the body." Mr. Ye said.
"Your liver cancer is related to this bullet. Because the bullet stayed inside and was not taken out, the toxins inside eroded it over the years and turned into cancer."
"My brother has really good eyesight. The doctor said so too, but my bullet is stuck in a key part. No one dares to remove it because it is too difficult. Once it is removed, the nerves will be damaged and paralysis will occur immediately."
"Others can't take it out, but I can." Long Xiaoshan said proudly.
Mr. Ye's eyes shrank.
To be honest, he was a little hesitant.
If he didn't take it, he would still have a few months to live.
If it had been removed, he would probably be paralyzed now.
However, after seeing Long Xiaoshan's indifferent and aloof eyes, Ye Zhentian clenched his fists and said, "Okay, do you want the operating room? I will arrange it."
Long Xiaoshan shook his head, picked up a table knife on the table and said, "You can do it now."
"What are you doing? Put down the knife." Huang Hu stood up nervously.
"Huang Hu, stand down." Ye Zhentian stood up and said, "Brother Long, I leave this life to you."
Ye Zhentian also took the risk.
Anyway, I only have a few months to live.
It's better to give it a try, it's not always possible to meet an expert.
"Mr. Ye." Huang Hu shouted, "This is too childish."
"Okay, step back. I was afraid of this knife even though there was a hail of bullets." Ye Zhentian said domineeringly.
"good!"
Appreciation flashed across Long Xiaoshan's eyes: "Just what you said to Mr. Ye, I guarantee you, Mr. Ye, can live for another twenty years."
"I'm borrowing my brother's good words."
Ye Zhentian laughed loudly.
Long Xiaoshan walked back to Ye Zhentian, asked Ye Zhentian to lie down on a chair, took out the life-and-death needle on his middle finger, and stuck a needle near Ye Zhentian's spine. Then he picked up the knife, disinfected it with Zhenqi, and without hesitation Make a stroke on it.
Blood immediately gushes out.
Huang Hu was so nervous that his whole face turned pale, and he wanted to rush forward, but he was afraid that going up at this time would affect Long Xiaoshan even more.
Of course Long Xiaoshan didn't care what Huang Hu thought.
After slicing Ye Zhentian's skin, he stretched out his hand and pressed it near the knife edge. Infuriating energy poured in to protect the tiny nerves and blood vessels, and then used infuriating energy to peel off the nerves bonded to the bullet.
Minutes later, the bullet was stripped.
Long Xiaoshan was furious.
puff!
A bloody bullet flew out of Ye Zhentian's body.
Long Xiaoshan grabbed the bullet with his left hand and threw it on a dinner plate.
Immediately afterwards, he moved his hand through flowers like a butterfly. Under the action of the golden needle, the blood quickly stopped.
Under the continuous catalysis of the true energy, the wounds are also closing quickly.
Gu Jingheng and others saw a miracle.
After about ten minutes, the wound had closed.
Long Xiaoshan said: "Mr. Ye, you can get up."
Ye Zhentian sat up in a daze and said, "That's good."
He didn't even feel pain just now.
Long Xiaoshan took the dinner plate with the bullet on it and said, "Mr. Ye, let's see for yourself."
Ye Zhentian looked at the bullet with a trace of horror on his face.
This young man is so awesome.
Even the famous doctors did not dare to take action on this bullet. It stayed in the body for decades. Long Xiaoshan took a table knife and solved it in a few minutes.
"Mr. Ye, I'm going to start treating your cancer now. Sit tight."
Long Xiaoshan said.
"Okay." Ye Zhentian quickly sat upright.
Long Xiaoshan twisted the needle of life and death, with a flash of silver in his eyes, and stabbed it into Ye Zhentian's ribs.
(End of chapter)