I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"Ah...!"

"What is he doing!?"

"Murder!"

...

In the inner hall of the main hall of the East Palace, there were screams and the sound of swords being drawn.

Everyone retreated in a panic, and the East Palace guards surrounded Zhao Heng.

At this time, Zhao Heng had already used the dagger in his hand to cut a half-foot-long gap from the right chest of the personal guard leader to the ribs.

Through the gap, you can vaguely see the wriggling internal organs and the lung lobes of the personal guard leader that were pierced by the broken blade and still contracted.

Some apprentices of the Imperial Hospital and the East Palace maids present had never seen such a bloody scene. Some of the timid ones were so scared that they screamed "Ah" and fainted on the spot.

The East Palace prince was almost scared to faint, dumbfounded, and speechless.

Princess Yuxuan's pretty face was pale, and she closed her eyes in fear.

A group of East Palace guards changed their expressions and shouted, ready to subdue Zhao Heng.

Among the crowd, only Su Heng, the court envoy who had spoken unkindly to Zhao Heng before, shouted.

"Don't move, he is saving people!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Su, the court envoy, in astonishment.

"Save people?"

Everyone had never seen such a way of saving people by cutting open their stomachs.

But at this time, Su Heng ignored everyone, pushed aside the guards alone, came to Zhao Heng's side, and stared at the incision made by the other party.

In fact, Su Heng had never seen such a treatment method before, he just used silver needles to stop bleeding.

And after he cut, he did not damage the other party's internal organs, and the amount of bleeding from the wound was very small, so he judged that Zhao Heng was saving this person.

At this time, Zhao Heng didn't care about the commotion of the crowd around him.

He stared at the pierced lung lobe of the leader of the personal guards, and with a glance of his spiritual sense, he had already judged the injury.

At this moment, this person's lungs were bleeding severely, and there was already a blockage, and he was about to suffocate to death.

Zhao Heng had never studied medicine in his previous life, but he had seen similar cases of treating wounded people.

He dared to take action directly because of his strong spiritual consciousness and innate energy.

Just now, the silver needle stopped the bleeding, and Zhao Heng secretly passed a trace of innate energy to save this person's life.

At this moment, he cut open his stomach, observed, and confirmed the injury of this person.

Zhao Heng immediately took action and took out a thin leather tube from the medicine box.

This was originally a tube used by doctors in the Imperial Hospital to drain blood stasis, but Zhao Heng inserted it directly into the throat of the leader of the personal guards.

Under his secret control with the power of spiritual consciousness, he successfully connected the other party's intact left lung.

Then, Zhao Heng took out a thin rope, reached into the cut wound, and quickly tied a knot to block the connection between the right lung and the trachea to prevent blood from flowing into the left lung.

His operation made everyone frown, terrified and disgusted.

Su Yuanshi, who was observing Zhao Heng's movements carefully, was surprised and said, "He... he has recovered his breath!"

Everyone looked over and found that the guard leader, who was about to die, had miraculously recovered his breath, and his pale face had regained a trace of blood color.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

His operation just now was considered a single-lung ventilation operation in surgery.

After doing all this, Zhao Heng looked at the broken blade that was still inserted into the opponent's lung, and took out several silver needles and pierced the wound in the opponent's lung, secretly passing a trace of innate energy.

Then, Zhao Heng flicked his finger.

"Swoosh..."

The broken blade suddenly shot out, and the guard leader's lungs bled a little.

"Leather tube!"

Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and signaled others to bring another leather tube.

Everyone was stunned and motionless. Only Su Yuanshi, who was standing by, quickly took out a sterilized leather tube from his medicine box and handed it over with both hands.

Zhao Heng took it without even looking at it, and drained the blood from the lung through the cut in the lung.

"Steel needle, suture thread, gauze..."

Zhao Heng continued to reach out, and Su Yuanshi, who was standing by, quickly took out the corresponding items.

This first doctor in the imperial capital seemed to have become Zhao Heng's deputy at this time, but he had no opinion at all.

And Zhao Heng continued to concentrate on the operation.

He used a steel needle to thread the wound on the lung of the leader of the personal guards. The speed of threading the needle was so fast that it was like a phantom, which dazzled everyone.

In an instant, the front and back wounds of the lung were sutured, and then disinfected, the knot was untied, and the right lung was connected.

Finally, Zhao Heng pulled out the silver needle and sutured the wound that had just been cut open.

His ten fingers flew like flying clouds and flowing water, and the operation was completed in an instant.

"After an hour, remove the silver needles from his body. After a month of recuperation, he will be able to recover to a large extent."

"Uh... yes!"

Zhao Heng heard a familiar and old voice.

He turned around and saw that it was Su Yuanshi who was answering him.

The other party was concentrating on staring at the suture of the wound of the personal guard leader and the silver needles on his body. His face was shocked, excited, and full of awe.

At this moment, the envoy felt as if he had returned to fifty years ago.

At that time, he was still an apprentice who had just entered the Imperial Hospital, following the then envoy, the "medical master", to treat battlefield wounded.

The other party's magical medical skills made him marvel and worship him, and he has been working hard to study medical skills.

Now he asked himself, his medical skills have surpassed the late envoy.

However, today, when he saw Zhao Heng take action to rescue the leader of the personal guard who had already entered the gate of hell and had no chance to save himself.

The other party's incredible medical skills shocked him again!

This technique of disemboweling the body, getting to the root, and performing subtle surgeries on the internal organs was completely beyond his understanding of medicine. The level of shock was even greater than what he had experienced fifty years ago.

So much so that when he was around Zhao Heng, he actually forgot his identity and unconsciously acted as an "apprentice". The way he looked at Zhao Heng also completely changed.

From the disgust and contempt before, to the awe and passion now!

Zhao Heng stood up and looked at the crowd around him.

Everyone's expressions were also dull, as if they had seen a fantasy, a miracle of resurrection from the dead.

The look he looked at Zhao Heng had a hint of fear, but more of it was surprise and disbelief!

In response, Zhao Heng frowned.

He just took action to treat the leader of the personal guard because the other party was one of the two Zang-Refining Realm warriors who fought against the murderer.

Zhao Heng wanted to get some information from the other party.

However, the man's injuries were more serious than he thought, and he was unable to reply at this moment.

Zhao Heng couldn't wait any longer. He frowned and asked, "There are still witnesses at the scene. Have you seen the murderer?"

Everyone didn't know why Zhao Heng asked this, but his miraculous medical skills just now had already calmed everyone down.

Everyone unconsciously focused on him, and a guard quickly replied: "There is also a personal maid serving the queen. When she was attacked tonight, she happened to come out of the queen's bedroom. She should have seen the murderer."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng's eyes lit up, "Where is she? Let her come out and answer."

The guard looked troubled and said: "She was fainting when we arrived. After we rescued her, she seemed to be going crazy and bit everyone she saw.

We temporarily locked her up in the woodshed to the west. Several royal doctors had gone to see her before and were bitten by him. "

Hearing this, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and said, "Take me to see her!"

The guard hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way, followed closely by the envoy Su Yuan. Everyone in the Taiyuan Hospital and even the fourth princess hurriedly followed.

After seeing Zhao Heng's incredible medical skills, everyone wanted to see if he could also cure the crazy maid.

As soon as everyone arrived at the woodshed, they heard roars coming from inside, like the roar of wild animals, which made people's hearts tremble.

When he opened the door, he saw a tied-up maid in the center of the woodshed. Her eyes were turned white and she was struggling wildly. She was yelling and screaming, and there were blood stains in her mouth from biting others. The scene was somewhat similar to Zhao A zombie movie from Heng’s previous life.

Seeing this scene, everyone present felt a slight chill in their hearts.

Zhao Heng and Su Yuanshi were the first to come to the woman. They squatted down and observed the woman's condition.

Su Yuan envoy looked at it for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "There is no external injury, and the body functions are all normal, but the pulse condition is a bit strange, as if he was overly frightened and suffered from hysteria."

Upon hearing the word "hysteria", many of the imperial doctors present at the Imperial Hospital secretly shook their heads.

The so-called hysteria refers to Zhao Heng's mental illness in his previous life.

This disease, both in previous lives and now, is extremely difficult to treat, and it is difficult for ordinary medicine to be effective.

However, Zhao Heng just glanced at the woman and stretched out his hand again.

"Silver Needle!"

Su Yuan's eyes lit up, he rummaged through the medicine box without hesitation, took out a pack of silver needles and handed them to Zhao Heng, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Zhao...Mr. Zhao, can you also cure hysteria?"

Ambassador Su asked cautiously, with a hint of asking for advice in his tone.

Zhao Heng did not answer, but gave orders to several guards.

"Secure her!"

Two guards came forward and held the maid tightly while Zhao Heng applied the needle again.

His technique was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, dozens of silver needles were inserted all over the maid's head.

The last needle was placed between the maid's eyebrows, and a drop of blood overflowed.

Zhao Heng's palm covered it, and a trace of mysterious energy wrapped around it. The black energy extracted from the opponent's body was held in his palm and annihilated directly.

Others can't see it, but Zhao Heng can naturally see it.

This maid was not suffering from any kind of hysteria, but was just invaded by a trace of innate profound energy, which affected her mind.

Zhao Heng's silver needles only blocked her acupuncture points, and then he took action to extract this energy.

This aura was indeed consistent with the remaining energy fluctuations at the scene.

As Zhao Heng finished taking action, the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey...her eyes seem to be back to normal."

"Yeah, she doesn't yell anymore, it seems like she's really cured!"

…

In the shocked gazes of everyone, the maid's eyes turned white, and her eyes gradually returned to clarity, and she faintly woke up.