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Chapter 86: 3 Years of Craniotomy, 5 Years of Simulation

It is foreseeable that, given the current situation, if he were to remove the abnormality on Wang Xinran's forehead, it would be unlikely to be in a relatively safe environment.

There might not be an operating table for me to use, and there might not be scalpels or other handy tools.

The environment during Li Ya's autopsy was already quite good. Li Ya had set up the venue herself, and Shen Xing had prepared the tools himself. Such an opportunity with everything in place is not something that can be had all the time.

What he's going to simulate now is the most extreme case—a situation where there are no tools at all.

Shen Xing looked at the chicken covered in feathers in front of him and was a little unsure where to start.

After thinking about it, I decided to do the most basic thing: first, shave the skin to expose it and make sure it was alive.

Shen Xing grasped the chicken's wings with his left hand and reached his right hand toward its chest.

With a faint tearing sound, bloody quills detached from the skin, and the chicken's body immediately convulsed violently. Its two yellowish claws scratched frantically on the table, and the chicken let out a miserable cry.

Shen Xing frowned slightly.

The noise was too loud, and with only two hands, it seemed impossible to stop the struggling and crying in order to ensure that the feathers could be removed while the animal was still alive.

Not enough hands?

That might not be the case.

With a slight thought, Shen Xing tore several lacerations open in his left arm, revealing abnormal, scarlet muscles protruding from them.

These scarlet muscles, resembling tentacles, coiled around the chicken's beak and claws, binding it tightly with immense force.

This is much more stable.

The rooster was firmly held in place, and Shen Xing continued to pluck its feathers. Soon, all the feathers on its body were plucked, leaving only its bloodied skin exposed.

After washing the blood off the surface under the tap, Shen Xing tried to burrow his abnormal flesh into the wound that had just been torn open.

A warm feeling came from my left hand. The torn wounds on the chicken skin were healing quickly, but the hair follicles didn't seem to be recovering and no new feathers were growing.

Shen Xing could feel his "strength" draining away, and the muscles that had burrowed into the rooster's body had already separated into strands of meat inside the chicken's body.

Immediately afterwards, with a barely perceptible tearing sound, a bloody gash was ripped open in the rooster's chest, but no blood gushed out.

This is how abnormal muscles tear open their own skin. It still works in other organisms, but it's a little strange to do so.

This also shows that one can perform incision without using a scalpel.

Shen Xing focused his gaze on the chicken's head.

Chicken bones are much more fragile than human bones. His abnormal flesh and blood might be able to tear open Wang Xinran's scalp, but if the erosion has penetrated deep into the skull, how can he perform a craniotomy?

Under Shen Xing's control, the abnormal flesh inside the rooster began to move under its skin, all the way to its head, where a dark red lump, resembling a tumor, swelled up under its comb.

As the first abnormal muscle emerged from its skull, bundles of slender muscles pierced its scalp, causing it to split along the midline.

Countless scarlet blood vessels, as if blooming on its head, tore through its skin and comb, squeezing out directly.

He could feel the rooster struggling more noticeably; it was clearly in pain. But the blooming process did not stop because of the rooster's pain; on the contrary, it continued.

The rooster's scalp peeled off from the midline to both sides, as if the scalp had been forcibly ripped open. Blood vessels were still pulling the skin outwards, leaving Shen Xing with an extremely perfect and clear surgical field.

Even if Shen Xing himself performed the procedure, he probably couldn't peel the scalp so perfectly.

Shen Xing slowly released his left hand, but the abnormal muscles emerging from the open wound on his left hand were still connected to the rooster's body, like several external blood vessels.

The rooster was completely still—it wasn't dead; its round eyes were still fixed on Shen Xing, but it could no longer control its muscles.

The abnormal erosion of the muscles deprived it of any chance to struggle.

Is this considered anesthesia?

Shen Xing reached out and broke off one of its wings. Its eyeballs started rolling rapidly, clearly indicating that it was in great pain.

It wasn't anesthesia... but it was pretty much the same.

Shen Xing continued to experiment with the limits of his abilities, but still couldn't find a way to break through the skull. The abnormal muscles could control the opponent's muscles to a certain extent, but they couldn't actually be used as a hammer.

However... there is a solution.

If there is a gap at the connection between the abnormality on Wang Xinran's forehead and her skull, the abnormal muscle can directly drill in, sever all connections between the abnormality and the brain, and then slowly expand, squeezing the black honeycomb out of the brain.

Just as neurosurgeons use water pressure to separate and squeeze out worm eggs or cysts from the brain, abnormal flesh and blood act as the "jack" in this process.

In this way, separation can be completed without the use of blades.

However, Shen Xing couldn't guarantee whether the patient would live or die after the separation, whether they would be in a vegetative state or go insane, because he really didn't understand neurosurgery. Just like a bicycle maker can't build a tank, neurosurgery was still too authoritative.

Since death is inevitable anyway, Shen Xinglai might be able to save his life.

Next, we'll try something else.

Shen Xing did not retract the abnormal flesh and blood, allowing it to continue inside the rooster's body, compressing blood vessels to stop the bleeding. At the same time, he reached into the crack in the rooster's chest and directly crushed its heart, then looked at the phone next to him.

The rooster's heart stopped beating completely, and its body began to convulse violently.

Start timing.

When a person's heart stops beating, the prefrontal cortex and cerebral cortex will begin to die from ischemia within four to six minutes.

Although it takes more than ten minutes for a person to truly die biologically, once brain cells begin to die, it is practically the same as being dead.

There are three things in the human body that cannot be regenerated: nerves, heart muscle cells, and cartilage. If the brain is deprived of blood for four to six minutes, a large number of nerve cells will die. Even if the patient is saved, they will only be a vegetative state person who retains some of the reptilian brain function.

Chickens have a much higher body temperature and metabolic rate than humans. If their hearts stop pumping, they will die even faster than humans. He decided to reduce the time to one minute.

He wanted to see if he could "revive" the chicken a minute after its heart was crushed.

Time passed second by second.

Fifty seconds later, Shen Xing finally moved.

Under his control, a large amount of abnormal flesh and blood surged towards the rooster's heart from the gap in its chest.

Strands of abnormal flesh and blood surged into its heart, and the heart muscle, which had been shattered, began to be rapidly repaired. Countless dark red blood vessels emerged from both sides of the crack, pulling its shattered heart back together.

A darker red heart appeared inside its chest.

Under Shen Xing's control, all the abnormal muscle bundles that were compressing the blood vessels loosened, allowing blood to flow normally.

The rooster made no sound.

Shen Xing manipulated the blood threads, wrapping them around the rooster's heart and gently squeezing it.

Once, twice, three times.

Shen Xing repeatedly squeezed, assisting his heart in pumping blood.

Fifty times... sixty times...

Shen Xing intensified the pressure.

Finally, half a minute later, Shen Xing withdrew the blood vessels and chose to give up.

The gutted rooster lay on the cutting board, but out of Shen Xing's sight, its tiny heart began to beat.

The heartbeat was accelerating, and the already stiff chicken feet twitched.

This tiny movement caught Shen Xing's attention.