Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Inside the Ancestral Master Association.

Hu Yushan contentedly saw Wang Meng off.

The surrounding people crowded around, asking: "Association Head, have you really agreed to it? You've bet your position as Association Head."

"Moreover, giving a month as a deadline seems a bit short, doesn't it? The onset of intestinal carbuncle doesn't have a fixed time. What if neither side gets a result? What will we do then?"

Hu Yushan smiled slightly: "Someone, go to the newspaper office and have them publish an announcement about this! Publish everything I said to Wang Meng just now, word for word. Remember to choose the largest space, and make sure all the people in the capital know about this."

After saying that, someone beside him nodded and quickly ran out.

Hu Yushan gently stroked his long beard, appearing confident of victory: "Everyone, there's no need to worry. We will win this battle. If there isn't enough time, we can extend it. Although we don't know when intestinal carbuncle will occur, those with severe illness will experience symptoms two or three times within a month. As long as we carefully select patients, we will definitely have results within two months."

"After the patient enters the medical clinic, let him stay there. Don't let him move around randomly. We'll provide him with food and drink."

"I have a decoction of rhubarb and peony that can treat intestinal carbuncle. Although it can't cure it, it should be able to relieve the symptoms, so dragging it out for a few months shouldn't be a problem."

"Everyone can also put their heads together. Don't hide any good methods you have. This battle not only concerns the reputation of the Ancestral Master Association but also concerns everyone's financial future. We must not ignore it."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then they started discussing plans.

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The Ancestral Master Association's efficiency was indeed very fast, and the speed at which its various medical clinics collected patients goes without saying.

It only took three days to find two patients with comparable conditions.

After Fang Zheng inspected them in public, he announced the official start.

Naturally, the patients couldn't be allowed to go home. Fang Zheng had specifically instructed this.

He knew a little about appendicitis.

Strenuous exercise should be avoided if possible, and patients shouldn't eat too many spicy and greasy foods, although these patients probably didn't have the means to eat spicy and greasy foods anyway.

However, things like onions and garlic could also have an effect.

So, he directly took care of all their meals.

After that, he set up a sterile operating room and did a lot of dissection and suturing practice.

Liu Yishou's years of experience cutting chickens made him particularly confident.

He felt a bit of contempt for Wang Meng, who looked a bit refined and gentle.

When the first surgery began, Liu Yishou threw up...

Wang Meng was like an emotionless robot, wearing goggles, his scalpel smoothly moving all over the dog's corpse.

He dissected the dog into several parts as skillfully as a butcher carving an ox.

Due to good habits, the internal organs were neatly placed on the operating table, and then he instructed the assistant which piece to eat later.

The scene was extremely bloody and violent... Especially when seeing Wang Meng's calm face, Liu Yishou's liver trembled.

After studying for a while, he discovered that dogs didn't seem to have an appendix... Then he switched to a rabbit and continued dissecting.

After continuously working with animals for several days, Liu Yishou sadly realized that he didn't seem to have any use other than administering anesthesia.

His ancestral chicken-cutting skills were also useless.

In the end, he had to obediently become Assistant Number Two.

So-called famous doctors, to some extent, accumulate their skills through human lives.

Without practice, it is impossible to develop superb skills and a stable psychological level.

Wang Meng was like this. Although he wasn't a professional in medicine before, he had been researching penicillin.

Through countless in vivo studies, accumulating data time and time again, he could grow rapidly when it came to actual combat.

Moreover, Fang Zheng had always been behind him, investing in research and providing support regardless of the cost.

After a few more days, there were cases of animals that had undergone surgery being cut open and then sutured, and successfully surviving.

Feeling that he was ready for actual combat and that there wasn't much room for improvement, Wang Meng notified Fang Zheng.

Seizing the opportunity, Fang Zheng brought Li Yuanzhao to bring the death row prisoners over.

This time he learned his lesson and wasn't as reckless as last time when he personally experimented on more than fifty people.

He only picked a few perverted murderers, each of whom had committed heinous crimes and was about to be executed by slow slicing.

The operating room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

The first death row prisoner entered, and his muscles tensed up.

He was a little happy when he was first brought out because he was treated to a good meal.

As a result, after eating this meal, he didn't eat for the next two days! He had just been dragged out of the bathhouse and was now standing naked and shivering.

He was inexplicably taken from the comfortable death row cell to such a strange place.

Although he didn't know what they were going to do, the environment made him feel dangerous!

Especially the man in front of him, who was slowly organizing the "torture instruments."

Fang Zheng and Li Yuanzhao also ran over to watch the fun. The two of them had specially changed into tightly wrapped clothes to avoid getting dirty.

In the blind spot of the operating table, ropes had already been prepared.

The death row prisoner's hands and feet were still tied up. Wang Meng and Liu Yishou worked together to send the death row prisoner onto the operating table.

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The death row prisoner began to struggle violently, shouting as he struggled: "What are you going to do! Let me go, it's not time for execution yet!"

Wang Meng and Liu Yishou loosened their grip.

With a thud, the death row prisoner fell to the ground.

This death row prisoner was a strong man in his thirties. Although he had been hungry for two days, his strength hadn't diminished at all. He flopped around on the ground like a carp, constantly shouting.

The ground was dirty... He had washed in vain!

Fang Zheng was furious and kicked him: "Damn it! Didn't I tell you I'd give you a chance to atone for your sins? If you keep struggling, I'll just kill you!"

"Sir! Sir! If you're going to kill me, at least let me die knowing why. I'm not convinced! Damn it!"

Fang Zheng said with a dark face: "Stop talking nonsense. You killed more than a dozen people, and now I'm giving you a chance to accumulate virtue. You should be happy about it."

"Do you remember the gluten you ate the other day? It was all made from the 'kun' cut off from those who weren't honest. If you flop around again, I'll castrate you and make roasted gluten!"

"Liu Yishou! Show him your skills!"

Liu Yishou obeyed!

He picked up the scalpel and leaned down to slice... A circle of small shrubbery was instantly shaved off! (█ → ▇).

Fang Zheng and Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up at the same time.

Good knife skills! He really has skills!

The death row prisoner looked at the roof with no will to live and dared not say a word.

Seeing this, Wang Meng quickly lifted him onto the bed and tied him up. Then Liu Yishou fed him medicine.

It must be said that Liu Yishou's family's inherited anesthetic was also quite magical. After a bowl of soul-stirring soup, the death row prisoner was completely unconscious in just two or three minutes.

Li Yuanzhao was amazed when he saw this.

However, Lord Fang was knowledgeable and experienced and felt that it was still a bit slow.

He remembered that when he had surgery in his previous life, the anesthesiologist knocked people out in ten seconds. It took two or three minutes to take effect.

What if the person woke up halfway through the surgery, after their abdomen had been cut open? Wouldn't that scare others to death?

For safety's sake, Fang Zheng asked suspiciously: "Liu Yishou, are you sure this thing works? Don't let the person wake up halfway through the surgery. That would be too cruel."

Liu Yishou stroked his chin, looking a bit conflicted: "Sir, to be honest, there was no problem with cutting off the outside part before, but now... cutting open the abdomen, I can't guarantee it, but I think it should be fine. I have confidence in my ancestor's recipe."

Wang Meng, who had been silent all along, took a can of alcohol from his side.

He walked to the middle of the death row prisoner, peeled back the banana peel, and slowly poured it down, drenching it thoroughly with a can of alcohol... The death row prisoner remained motionless.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone in the room, Wang Meng said calmly: "There's definitely no problem. Let's start the surgery."

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