My Empire

In the city of Seris in the Ailan Hill Empire, Minister Gurlo's residence, and two officials responsible for the health of Father Gurlo, are waiting for everyone in front of them to give a reasonable solution.

A doctor in a white coat wearing a pair of glasses with deep myopia said: "The doctors here tend to treat conservatively... If the condition can be stabilized, Minister Gurlo can still live for at least one year. time."

However, his face is not very good-looking, because things are beyond his control: "It's just that now the condition has begun to deteriorate, and our doctors here are already the best in the country."

"Don't be humble at all. The doctor who is treating Minister Gurlo now is definitely the best doctor in the world." Another doctor glanced at the doctor who was speaking, and then spoke.

The attending doctor had his hands behind his back, considered the words, and said to the two officials sent by the royal family: "The risk of craniotomy is too great. At Master Gurlo's age, 90% of him will die directly in the operation. On stage."

"Damn it, don't you experts have anything to do with it?" An official who came to take care of Gurlo on behalf of the royal family complained anxiously, and then asked.

"My lord, we have done our best! The patient's body age is very high. In this case, we don't recommend surgery for the patient." The attending doctor thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

The patient's body functions have aged. In this case, choosing to have surgery rashly is no different from killing the patient.

The leading royal official did not speak, but looked at the other side of the magician with an embarrassed expression.

The magician wearing a black robe saw the opponent's gaze, bowed his head slightly, and introduced: "For magical matters, our magician team is trying to find a way... Magic cannot cure diseases. In this regard, magicians also Helpless."

He knew that it was impossible to pass by just saying that, so he continued to say to the two officials: "We are discussing, if we use some special methods to turn Minister Gurlo into a magician, then his illness may be There will be the possibility of self-healing."

"Several sages of the Ministry of Magic are looking up ancient books. It is too early to give up. At least we should...should try again." Another magician quickly added.

The leading magician nodded, and then said: "Yes, we can't give up any hope. The magic department has already sent out an invitation to invite the magician of Greken and the magician of the elves to solve this problem together. ."

"What about the plan proposed by the people in the biotechnology department? Is it feasible?" When there was no way, an official had to ask a technician standing in the second row again.

The person in charge of biotechnology quickly replied: "This...this...sir, the method provided by the biotechnology department is expressly prohibited by your majesty..."

"Hurry up if you have a plan! Your Majesty won't be guilty at this time! Say it! What do you hesitate to do?" The headed official waved impatiently and said.

"My lord, it's like this. In theory, there are ways to strengthen Minister Gurlo's body, but these schemes are too radical, and they may further aggravate the condition." The biological technician hurriedly answered. Tao.

"One plan is to inject the serum of the giant wolf into Master Gurlo's body under the protection of magic." He paused and continued to speak to the officials in front of him.

Then, he gave a promise that surprised many people: "If successful, the congestion in Master Gurlo's head will be removed soon. However, this kind of experiment has only been done on young people before, and it has been successful. The rate is very low."

Hearing this promise, the officials at the head seemed to grab a life-saving straw, and immediately asked excitedly: "How low is it? If it is greater than 50%, I think I can give it a try."

"This...this..." The technician answered the other party's question embarrassingly: "The survival rate, probably, is about 7%...Moreover, it must be young people who are very strong and do not have any diseases. This probability..."

"What about another plan?" Hearing this low probability, the leading official had to ask hopefully.

"The probability of being a stupid of the other plan is lower..." The technician replied with a more desperate answer.

"Go on!" The leading official waved his hand to express his dissatisfaction. He and this group of technologists have been studying here for a whole day, and there are still no substantive results yet.

"My lord!" A doctor who also wore a white coat came over from a distance, stopped in front of the two officials, and solemnly reported: "Master Gurlo's hands are shaking more severely. "

"Pictures of brain CT show...the bleeding range is larger, and if it is larger, the respiratory nerve may be compressed..." The doctor who came to deliver the letter was very depressed and said the worst result.

"The blood pressure is still high... the maintenance of the medicine does not seem to be effective." He looked at his colleagues and continued: "If it still doesn't work, you can only find a way to lower the intracranial pressure first. ."

"Wait this way, the brain damage is certain, and if something goes wrong again, people won't be able to keep it." The attending doctor said irritably, and took several doctors towards Gurlo's hospital bed. go with.

"Your Majesty will be back right away. You have made a mistake at this time, how can you explain it?" An official was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"President William... Is there any way on your side?" When the headed official shifted his gaze, he suddenly saw William, and the dead horse asked as a living horse doctor.

"Not yet!" William replied.

However, he paused for a while, and continued to add: "But if all the solutions don't work, I have one last contingency plan that I can use."

His words gave the head officials a new hope. So the official hurriedly asked: "It's about this time, what can you do? Tell me now!"

"We are studying, using puppet technology... to preserve people's souls and memories." William lowered his voice and said.

"What?" The headed official didn't know if he didn't hear clearly, or was frightened by William's answer, and subconsciously asked such a sentence.

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During the epidemic, his daughter-in-law went to work, and Long Ling took the children at home. There was really no way to guarantee the update, so the update time was messy. Please forgive me. Today this one is a bit late, and the other one will be added tomorrow. I'm very sorry.