The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 90: The text code of the Tang Dynasty Pharmacopoeia, following Gu Xinliang's follow-up

There was a fiery light flashing in Kang Duanchenxiang's eyes. She stared closely at the pharmacopoeia in her hand. It was a rare treasure that could not be missed.

She said excitedly: "Su Chenjin, please lend me this pharmacopoeia and study it carefully! My passion for medicine is like a raging fire that spreads all over the prairie and I can't help myself."

Su Chenjin frowned slightly, feeling a little reluctant as he looked at this ancient pharmacopoeia that had been read over the years.

She sighed and said, "Student Chenxiang, I know you have a great interest in and pursuit of medicine, but this book..."

She paused and continued, "This pharmacopoeia is actually a book without words. There is no writing on it. It is just blank."

When Kang Duanchenxiang heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then a confident smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She couldn't help but laugh and said, "The more mysterious it is, the more I like the challenge! My family has studied ancient characters for generations, and I have my own way of deciphering this wordless book. Su Chenjin, if you can't understand it, I can help you translate it."

Su Chenjin looked at Kang Duanchenxiang's confident look and couldn't help but admire her.

She shook her head and said, "Student Chenxiang, do you know that it takes a lot of effort to decipher this wordless book? I don't want you to be too tired. In fact, I can understand it a little bit, but it takes some time and energy. But if you really want to comprehend the ancients' experience in pharmacy, I agree to lend you this pharmacopoeia for a month."

When Kang Duanchenxiang heard this, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

She nodded solemnly and said, "Okay! Su Chenjin, thank you."

Kang Duanchenxiang did not return to her familiar and warm home as usual tonight.

The night was as dark as water, but her heart was filled with an indescribable emotion, a deep yearning and endless expectation for the old family compound.

She longed to set foot on that land full of memories again and feel its unique tranquility and heaviness.

The moonlight is hazy, casting a mysterious veil over the whole world.

Kang Duan Chenxiang walked briskly through the winding paths.

On both sides of the path, ancient trees are towering, and the mottled shadows of the trees are swaying on the ground, dancing for her arrival at this moment.

Kang Duanchenxiang took a deep breath of the fresh air, as if he could smell the unique scent of time in the old courtyard.

Finally, she arrived at the old courtyard that was filled with the vicissitudes of history.

The courtyard wall is tall, and the green bricks and black tiles reveal an ancient and elegant atmosphere.

She gently pushed open the half-open door, and with a creaking sound, it seemed as if she had opened the door to the past at the same time.

In the courtyard, there are luxuriant flowers and trees, and secluded paths.

Kang Duanchenxiang strolled through it, feeling the tranquility and beauty.

She seemed to be able to hear the voices of her ancestors chatting and laughing here and see their busy figures.

Every corner contains the family's history and stories, which made her fall into deep contemplation.

She strolled to an ancient pavilion and sat down gently. The moonlight shone on her, illuminating her soft outline. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift away.

After an unknown amount of time, Kang Duanchenxiang slowly opened her eyes. She knew that she could not dwell on the beauty of the past forever, and that life needed to move on.

Kang Duan Chenxiang deeply remembered that the dusty ancient book once depicted a legendary story about the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia.

It was a legend full of mystery and temptation, like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding her steps in exploring the mysterious realm.

According to records in ancient books, if one wants to uncover the mystery of the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia, one must touch the cover of the Pharmacopoeia with a rare gem called Bingcui.

Ice jade is a gem that is as clear as ice crystal but exudes an emerald green luster. It symbolizes purity and vitality.

Roasting over scorching charcoal fire is the key step to awaken the dormant words in the pharmacopoeia.

This ancient and mysterious ritual sounds both fascinating and full of unknown challenges.

Kang Duanchenxiang resolutely picked up the piece of ice jade and gently touched the cover of the pharmacopoeia.

At that moment, she felt a power from ancient times gently beating at her fingertips.

Then she lit the charcoal and placed the pharmacopoeia on the flame.

The scorching flames instantly enveloped the pharmacopoeia, making crackling sounds.

She watched all this nervously, her heart full of anticipation.

As the flames burned, the cover of the pharmacopoeia gradually changed, and mysterious lines and patterns began to emerge on the originally plain cover.

As the flames leaped violently, ancient text was awakened and slowly appeared on the yellowed pages of the pharmacopoeia.

These characters are not the national characters that have been passed down for thousands of years as known to the world, but a unique and mysterious family private language. They are the secret treasures of the family, waiting to be unveiled by the right person.

In the reflection of the flames, the words flowed slowly on the pages of the pharmacopoeia like winding streams.

Sometimes they are as slender as silk, like mountain streams, and sometimes they are rough and unrestrained, like big rivers, full of endless vitality.

Every word contains a mysterious power that inspires awe.

So, Kang Duanchenxiang held the heavy Tang Dynasty Pharmacopoeia in both hands, taking every step carefully, as if he was holding a fragile treasure in his hands.

She gently placed it on the bookshelf in the study, making sure it lay firmly in the place that belonged to it.

Then she turned and walked out of the study, determined to find Luo Shen.

He is the one in the family who is most obsessed with the Tang Dynasty Pharmacopoeia. He can always quote from classics and talk endlessly about the various magical things in the pharmacopoeia. His understanding of family history has long surpassed those general legends and stories, and has penetrated into every subtle corner and every forgotten chapter.

Only Luo Shen can truly understand the meaning and secrets behind those mysterious words.

In Luo Shen's eyes, those seemingly chaotic symbols may be vivid stories and clues to an unknown world.

Kang Duanchenxiang walked through the family courtyard, around the blooming flowers and plants, and came to Luo Shen's residence.

The door was ajar, and she pushed it open gently, only to see Luo Shen buried in a pile of ancient books, holding a feather pen in his hand, concentrating on recording something.

She walked gently to his side and called softly, "Luo Shen."

Luo Shen raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a happy smile.

"You're here." He said, put down the pen in his hand and stood up.

Late at night, moonlight shines through the window lattice and shines into the dark corner of the study in the old house of Chiyou family.

In this quiet moment, time seems to have stopped, and only the faint fragrance of the sandalwood table permeates the air, carrying an ancient and mysterious charm.

Luo Shen and Kang Duan Chenxiang stood in that dark corner of the space, their eyes focused on the ancient "Tang Wang Pharmacopoeia" on the table.

The pages are yellowed and the edges are worn, obviously having gone through countless years of baptism.

It lies there quietly, like a wise man who has been sleeping for a thousand years, waiting for the arrival of the destined person.

The cover of this classic book has become mottled after countless days and nights of baptism, but it still cannot conceal its former glory.

The golden lines on the cover sparkled mysteriously under the dim light, just like stars falling into the earth, casting a brilliant starlight.

Each golden line contains some ancient secret. They jump and flow under the light, telling one legendary story after another.

And that book is a portal to a mysterious world, waiting for the brave to unveil its veil.

This "Tang Wang Pharmacopoeia" is a treasure left over from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty, and its history can be traced back to that glorious dynasty.

It is said that this book contains the secret to cure all diseases in the world and is the treasure book that countless doctors dream of.

However, over the centuries, countless people have tried to decipher this book, but all have failed.

It is shrouded in a mysterious fog, making it impossible to peek into its true mysteries.

The characters recorded in this pharmacopoeia are not ordinary Chinese characters that we see in daily life, but an ancient coded language that has been lost for many years.

Every stroke and every line contains profound meaning and endless wisdom that is difficult to fathom.

For thousands of years, countless doctors have tried to decipher this mysterious pharmacopoeia out of their persistence and curiosity in medical skills.

They devoted themselves to research day and night, but every attempt seemed to hit an invisible wall, preventing them from reaching the truth.

Kang Duanchenxiang gently stroked the pages of the book, frowning: "Luo Shen, is there really no way you can unlock the secret of this pharmacopoeia? It means a lot to our family, we can't let it continue to sleep."

Luo Shen took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "The last page of the pharmacopoeia is indeed a page of text code. This is also the text clue of the Tang King's treasure map recorded in the ancient family books. This pharmacopoeia has been passed down for thousands of years. Countless ancestors have tried to crack it, but no one has been able to do it so far."

Kang Duanchenxiang heard this, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Is there really no way at all?"

Luo Shen was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "I have thought of a way, but the chance of success is not high. We need to find the Hunyuan Stone, which is the key to unlocking the code of the pharmacopoeia."

Kang Duanchenxiang's eyes lit up: "Hunyuan Stone? I remember seeing it in a corner of the old house. Let's go find it!"

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, sprinkling mottled light onto the bluestone road of the old house.

The two of them walked hurriedly through the winding corridor.

The lanterns under the corridor swayed gently in the night breeze, casting flickering light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery to this deep ancient house.

They walked quickly along the corridor, and the bluestone slabs under their feet made a dull echo.

Finally, they came to a hidden corner deep in the old house.

The place was overgrown with weeds and the walls were covered with moss. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

The two looked at each other, and they carefully pushed aside the weeds, revealing a small stone hole.

The cave emits a faint fluorescent light, and some mysterious power is guarding in the dark.

Kang Duanchenxiang carefully reached out his hand and took out a stone emitting a faint glow from the cave - that was the legendary Hunyuan Stone.

After getting the Hunyuan Stone, the two of them went to the study without any hesitation.

There was a thick ancient book on the desk, with four big characters "Tang Wang Pharmacopoeia" engraved on the cover.

The lights in the study were bright, as bright as day.

Kang Duan Chenxiang and Luo Shen sat side by side, facing an antique desk, surrounded by various ancient medical books, exuding the fragrance of history.

Luo Shen's eyes were as sharp as torches, his gaze was firm and deep, reaching the core of the eternal mystery.

Although his face is still young, his brows reveal a calmness and wisdom beyond his age.

His fingers rested lightly on the thick pharmacopoeia, and what he felt from his fingertips was not only the roughness of the paper, but also the vicissitudes and wisdom left by the years.

Luo Shen took a deep breath. What he was about to challenge was not just a medical problem, but an eternal mystery that had troubled countless predecessors.

This mystery is like a huge whirlpool, attracting him to go deeper and deeper into it to find the truth.

Luo Shen slowly opened the pharmacopoeia and read it page by page.

Those ancient words danced under the light, telling secrets of thousands of years.

As Luo Shen read, he thought, with various possible solutions constantly flashing through his mind.

Sometimes he frowned in deep thought, sometimes he looked enlightened, and he was completely immersed in the mysteries of this medical world.

The atmosphere in the study became increasingly tense, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Luo Shen's heartbeat gradually accelerated, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he devoted himself more fully to his research.

At this moment, we are getting closer and closer to solving this eternal mystery.

Time passed little by little, his eyes never left the pharmacopoeia, and the pen in his hand kept recording his thoughts and discoveries.

Everything around him seemed to disappear, leaving only him, the pharmacopoeia, and the secret that was about to be revealed.

Finally, after turning to the last page, a bright light flashed in Luo Shen's eyes.

He stood up excitedly, holding the pharmacopoeia tightly in both hands, as if he was holding the key that could unlock the mystery of the ages.

A long-lost smile appeared on his face
The moonlight is like water, quietly falling on every corner of the study.

The Hunyuan Stone lay quietly on the table, emitting a faint and mysterious halo. The light was like a carefully woven dream, flowing and changing in the air, rendering the entire study room like a fairyland.

When these dreamlike rays of light were projected onto the thick Tang Dynasty Pharmacopoeia, they created some kind of wonderful resonance with the ancient texts, turning into a set of vague textual mysteries.

Luo Shen sat at the desk, staring at the words outlined by the light.

His heartbeat gradually quickened as he felt he was getting closer and closer to the key clue.

At this moment, his breathing seemed to freeze, and the whole world was left with only him and the mystery before him.

Finally, after countless speculations and deliberations, Luo Shen found the key clue.

It is like a key that can open the door to the eternal mystery.

He stood up excitedly, holding up the pharmacopoeia with trembling hands. The joy and sense of accomplishment surged into his heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to control himself.

He felt that he was standing at the pinnacle of history, overlooking the predecessors who had once challenged this mystery.

Their figures were looming in the moonlight, as if paying tribute to him.

Luo Shen deeply realized that he was about to take that step and become the first person to solve this eternal mystery.

Luo Shen took a deep breath and calmed his excitement.

He sat down again and began to study the key clue carefully.

He knew that he could not afford to make any negligence or mistakes, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.

His eyes moved between the words like a hunter looking for prey in the dense forest.

The study room was quiet again, with only the sound of Luo Shen's breathing and the turning of pages echoing. He was concentrating on his research, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

His heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness, but he knew that only by staying calm and focused could he find the correct answer.

Finally, after countless verifications and corrections, Luo Shen found the correct result.

He stood up excitedly and shouted loudly, conveying his joy and sense of accomplishment to the whole world.

Kang Duanchenxiang held Luo Shen's hand tightly, her eyes flashing with anticipation and excitement. She saw the dawn of victory flickering ahead.

She asked in a low voice: "Luo Shen, are we really going to succeed?"

Luo Shen patted the back of her hand gently, his eyes firm, as if he was a towering mountain standing in the wind and rain, unwavering.

He raised a confident smile and said, "Yes, don't worry, we will definitely usher in the dawn of victory tonight and will never let you down."

When Kang Duanchenxiang heard this, she could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart. A bright smile broke out on her face, like a blooming Epiphyllum, shining brightly in the night.

She shouted excitedly: "That's really great, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly!"

When Luo Shen heard her cheers, he couldn't help but laugh. His laughter was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, making people feel endless warmth and hope.

He continued: “Hahaha, yeah.”

Luo Shen lowered his head and made a last-minute breakthrough.

As he interpreted every word in depth, the atmosphere in the study seemed to be gradually tightened by an invisible hand, becoming more and more tense and exciting.

The originally quiet space is now filled with invisible pressure and expectations, like a bomb about to explode, making people hold their breath.

He immersed himself in the densely packed text. It seemed that a mysterious power from the ancient pharmacopoeia quietly overflowed from between the lines, pulling his mind and leading him step by step towards the secret hidden deep inside.

Every word seems to be a puzzle, which requires him to ponder and piece together carefully to gradually uncover the layers of fog.

His heartbeat was beating against his chest like a war drum, and every beat was accompanied by an indescribable excitement and anticipation.

His breathing also became rapid, as if he was engaged in a silent battle with that invisible force, fighting for the key to unlocking the mystery.

His fingers slid lightly across the pages of the book, as if playing a silent piece of music.

Every time I turn the page, there is a slight rustling sound.
The light in the study seemed to flicker with his mood.
In the silence of the night, Luo Shen's study was like a corner forgotten by the world. Only the flickering candlelight on the table silently accompanied him.

The faint firelight illuminated his resolute face, casting mottled light and shadows, making his outline appear even deeper in the darkness.

The pen in his hand moved quickly across the paper, like a nimble dancer dancing freely on the stage.

The rustling sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper seems particularly clear in the silent night, as if it is the only melody of the night.

Luo Shen's eyes were fixed on the words on the paper. In his eyes, those seemingly ordinary words contained endless mysteries.

His brain was working rapidly, and every word and every sentence was being disassembled and reassembled in his mind.

He tried to find the clues hidden behind the words, like an explorer looking for a secret passage leading to treasure in the jungle.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Luo Shen was completely absorbed in the world of words, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the outside world and the passage of time.

His heart was filled with a desire for the truth, and that desire burned his soul like a raging fire.

He stood up excitedly, and the papers in his hands fluttered gently in the wind.

His heart beat faster, his breathing quickened, and he felt the power from deep within calling him.

Kang Duanchenxiang couldn't suppress her inner joy and suddenly hugged Luo Shen's arms, trying to integrate the whole world into this warm embrace.

Her voice was filled with excitement and excitement: "Finally succeeded! Luo Shen, we did it! This is incredible!"

Luo Shen was caught off guard by her sudden hug, but then he smiled brightly.

He gently patted Kang Duanchenxiang on the back and comforted her, "Yes, we succeeded. We have finally uncovered the final secret of the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia."

After saying that, Luo Shen turned his gaze to the pharmacopoeia in his hand.

He carefully checked the final cracking process, not missing any detail.

However, when his eyes fell on the line of text code that concealed half of the secret, his expression changed.

"This...what's going on?" Luo Shen's voice was trembling. He pieced together the broken words, but found that they only formed half of the treasure map.

This unfinished puzzle is both exciting and frustrating.

Kang Duanchenxiang also noticed Luo Shen's abnormality. She came over to take a look at the treasure map, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

She thought that she could find clues to the treasure by uncovering the secret of the pharmacopoeia, but she didn't expect that it was hidden by someone with ulterior motives.

"This...what is this?" Kang Duanchenxiang muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Luo Shen did not answer her, but silently took out his camera and took a picture of that half of the treasure map.

Then, he gently put the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia back into the ice jade.

With a slight sound, the pharmacopoeia turned back into a wordless book again, as if everything had returned to the starting point.

However, Luo Shen and Kang Duan Chenxiang have taken an important step, although the secret is only half revealed.

The next morning, Kang Duanchenxiang slowly opened her eyes. The sunlight shone through the dormitory window and shone on her body, making her feel warm. She rubbed her eyes, trying to dispel the haziness she had just woken up from.

Everything that happened last night was still circling in her mind, but at this moment, she needed to face a brand new day.

She got up, washed up briefly, and walked towards the dormitory door.

The moment she opened the door, she was stunned.

The dormitory was empty. The bed that originally belonged to Su Chenjin had been made neatly, and it was obvious that someone had left.

The sunlight shines through the treetops, dappling onto the corridor of Jiangnan University Affiliated Hospital, adding a touch of warmth to this place full of life and death.

Su Chenjin, wearing a neat white coat, with a serious and focused expression on his face, followed Gu Xinliang closely.

She finally had the opportunity to follow up with Gu Xinliang for a follow-up consultation, and she felt both excited and nervous.

They shuttled through various floors of the hospital, from wards to operating rooms, from outpatient clinics to the emergency room.

Wherever he goes, Gu Xinliang will patiently ask about the patient's condition, carefully examine the patient's body, and then give professional diagnosis and advice.

Su Chenjin was taking careful notes, not missing any details.

Gu Xinliang stood in the corridor of the ward, his eyes directed directly at Su Chenjin.

His voice was steady and powerful, like an experienced captain guiding a ship: "Xiao Jin, remember, the most important thing for a doctor is to pay attention to the details of the patient's condition. Each case is like a carefully painted painting. Only by constantly improving every detail can it be perfected. Today, one of your tasks is to write each case well. This is not only a training of your own ability, but also a manifestation of your responsibility to the patient."

Hearing this, Su Chenjin nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

The accompanying head nurse saw this scene and couldn't help but smile at Gu Xinliang and said, "Director Gu, your student is really young! But looking at her appearance, you can tell that she is a capable and promising youngster."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinliang showed a relieved smile on his face.

He patted Su Chenjin on the shoulder, his tone full of praise: "She is capable! I believe that in the near future, she will be able to become an excellent doctor."

After hearing what Gu Xinliang said, Su Chenjin couldn't help but blush.

She lowered her head shyly, but there was a sweet smile on her lips.

In this quiet time and space, the hospital corridor was shrouded in a mysterious silence. The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, and only the occasional slight sound of instruments broke the silence.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded like thunder, breaking the quiet night.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor like the beating of war drums, instantly accelerating everyone's heartbeat, and the next moment they would be in the middle of an unknown and tense battle.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman in a white nurse's uniform came running over in a hurry.

Her face was pale and sweaty, she had just experienced an intense run.

Her eyes flashed with anxiety, and her voice trembled a little because of nervousness: "Quick, quick, there is a critically ill patient who needs emergency surgery immediately!"

Her voice echoed in the corridor, like a cold breeze passing through everyone's heart.

Gu Xinliang, a well-known surgical expert with a high reputation in the medical community, is now concentrating on studying a complex medical record.

He frowned and slid his fingers lightly across the medical record. Every character carried the weight of life.

Suddenly, his eyes focused, as if he had captured some key information, and he was instantly awakened from his thoughts.

He raised his head suddenly, and a sharp eagle-like light flashed in his eyes.

He stood up quickly, his tall figure standing out in the dim ward.

He waved his hand with powerful and decisive movements, like a general commanding thousands of troops.

"Everyone follow me and prepare for surgery!" His voice was low and firm, full of unquestionable authority.

This sentence was like an order, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the entire team.

Su Chenjin, Gu Xinliang's right-hand man, was immediately awakened from his thoughts, with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

She quickly organized the information at hand and followed closely.

Other medical staff also stood up from their respective posts and followed closely.

In the operating room, the lights were as bright as day, illuminating every inch of the space, but the atmosphere at the moment was so heavy that it could crush a person's shoulders.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, mixed with a hint of tension and uneasiness.

The patient lay on the operating table, his face as pale as paper. All the life had been drained out of him. His weak breathing was intermittent, and every breath seemed like a weak struggle against death.

Gu Xinliang quickly changed into surgical clothes. The white clothes looked particularly sacred under the light.

He put on gloves, and every movement seemed so neat and clean, as if he had practiced this operation thousands of times.

His hands looked so steady and powerful under the light, and every time he raised his hands and put them down, it contained immense determination and conviction.

He stood in front of the operating table, his eyes sharp, staring directly at the patient's body, and he used his eyes to encourage the patient.

Gu Xinliang retracted his gaze and calmed himself down. Every step of the operation flashed quickly through his mind, and every detail was extremely clear.

This is a battle with death.

The scalpel flashed coldly under the light. Gu Xinliang took a deep breath and then decisively made the first cut.

At that moment, the entire operating room was still, with only the sound of the scalpel cutting through the skin echoing in the ears.

Gu Xinliang was fully focused on the operation, his hands wandering over the patient's body as if he was playing a symphony of life.

Time passed by minute by minute, the operation did not go smoothly, and the patient's vital signs were in danger several times.

Su Chenjin stood beside Gu Xinliang, her eyes full of admiration and trust.

Her hands, white and slender, contained amazing strength and precision.

She was responsible for delivering surgical instruments and medicines. Every move she made had been carefully trained, and she was even more cautious at this moment, fearing the slightest mistake.

Even the slightest mistake may endanger the patient's life.

Su Chenjin's eyes were always fixed on Gu Xinliang's movements. The atmosphere in the operating room was tense and solemn. Only the slight collision of instruments and Gu Xinliang's steady commands echoed in the air.

"Hemostatic knife!"

"Blood bag!"

"Xiao Jin, help me wipe the sweat off my face!"

Su Chenjin's heartbeat seemed to follow the rhythm of the operation. Every breath she took was so cautious, for fear of breaking the tranquility.

In the operating room, the tense atmosphere was almost suffocating.

Under the shadowless lamp, Gu Xinliang was operating with full concentration. His hands were flexible and precise, as if he was playing a silent piece of music.

The patient's vital signs jumped on the instrument, sometimes stable, sometimes fluctuating violently. Every fluctuation was like a blockbuster bomb, causing ripples in the hearts of everyone present.

Gu Xinliang is like a reef in the sea, standing firm no matter how fierce the wind and waves are.

His hands moved lightly over the diseased tissue, as if searching for a hidden path in the jungle.

He carefully peeled off the entanglement of the disease, and each peeling was like a silent battle with death.

Sweat once again dripped from his forehead, soaking his surgical gown, but he was completely unaware.

As the operation progressed, a satisfied smile gradually appeared on Gu Xinliang's face.

He knew that he had found the root cause of the disease, and the next step was the most critical step - removal.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then swung the scalpel decisively.

At that moment, the entire operating room seemed to be still, and everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Xinliang's hands.

Time passed by unknowingly, and the operation finally reached the critical moment.

Gu Xinliang took a deep breath and steadily removed the diseased tissue from the patient's body.

As the last stitch was placed, cheers erupted in the operating room.

However, the patient's vital signs paused.