Craniotomy.

In modern society, with countless sophisticated instruments, ordinary doctors dare not easily say that they can help patients with this kind of operation and solve the problems in the brain.

But in qingnang Sutra, Hua Tuo has already done it.

It was unimaginable in ancient times.

As we all know, the brain is the most complex organ of the human body. Its bones, nerves and muscles are more complex than the most complex transportation network in the world.

Taking Ye Shaochuan's current medical books as an example, we should be careful when looking for acupoints in the brain. After all, there are too many acupoints in the brain. Many of them are big acupoints. If we are not careful, we may die.

But at that time, Hua Tuo dared to open his skull for surgery, and he was the biggest warlord of that year, Cao Cao. No wonder he died miserably.

Ye Shaochuan is immersed in qingnang Sutra, forgetting to eat and sleep, almost forgetting the time.

And LV Qingxue and others also know him. They don't disturb him in these two days. They just send him food and drink on time and remind him of some things.

At other times, ye Shaochuan was gnawing at the green bag.

"This is a cross era book, not only in that era, but even in this era, it is leading." Two days later, ye Shaochuan walked out of the study with a satisfied face and sighed.

There are a lot of medical theories and pharmacology in qingnang classic. Even he can't study it thoroughly in two days, but he also knows that he can't continue to consume it.

After all, there is something else to do in Yuanzhou city.

"I have to take this book back and read it carefully." Ye Shaochuan is on the way to LV Qingxue.

LV Qingxue nodded with a smile and said: "you can look at it first, and you can teach me when you go back. It happens that I also combine western medicine with traditional Chinese medicine surgery to see what's the difference."

"Of course it's OK."

Ye Shaochuan smiles and says, "by the way, what's going on these two days?"

"There's nothing wrong. The college calls to urge you to go back to class for the students. What's more, there are some things I need to deal with in the hospital." Lu Qingxue road.

Ye Shaochuan nodded and looked out. He didn't find the Hua family and said, "I'm going back. But Hua Xueyan, how do they arrange it now? " "Uncle Hua went out early and came back late these two days. He was in a hurry. I didn't know if he found anything. I didn't ask much. Today, Xueyan's health is OK. Worried about too many things in the company, she went to the company first. Her aunt went to the vegetable market and said that she wanted to buy some native chickens to give Xueyan a good stew of chicken soup Lu Qingxue road.

Ye Shaochuan was surprised and said, "so we are the only two in the villa?"

"No, there are nannies."

LV Qingxue shakes her head and looks out.

They went downstairs and sat down in the living room. The nanny brought tea.

"Well?"

Ye Shaochuan took a sip of tea and thought about how to say goodbye to Hua Dahong. But suddenly, he was so excited that he seemed to shiver.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Qingxue was very surprised to see this.

She knows Ye Shaochuan's physique well, not to mention shivering. She doesn't even have a cold or fever on weekdays, even in the ice and snow. What's the matter?

"Something's wrong, just wait for me!"

Ye Shaochuan frowned. Just now, the Yin God in his mud pill palace suddenly moved, but he opened his eyes and looked toward the northwest.

It was as if there was something there that caught his attention.

What's more, the shivering gave him a feeling of being watched by something. His hair was set up and he was aware of the danger.

"Is someone trying to figure me out?"

Ye Shaochuan's eyes narrowed and looked inside at the Niwan palace. He found that the Dayi golden lamp suspended above his head was also swaying. A fire light was pouring down, which was very soft and dispelled the feeling.

At the moment, he got up and walked out.

"Shaochuan, what's the matter with you?" LV Qingxue asked.

Ye Shaochuan did not reply: "I have something to do. Go out for a while. Don't walk around here until I come back."

Bang!

Then he went out.

……

In a big hotel.

In the magnificent room, Zhou wenlai sits on the sofa with a wooden figure in front of him. Different from the ordinary wooden figure, his face is blurred, as if covered by a mass of breath.

His mouth was full of words, and he had a small black flag in his hand. The flag was covered with black smoke, and the images of poisonous snakes, scorpions, toads, centipedes, spiders and other five poisons appeared between the changes.

The image of the five poisons is like a mirage shattered, and finally turns into a blood silkworm, wriggling on the small flag, spitting out the gray breath as thin as gossamer, winding towards the wooden man.

Gradually, the wooden man seemed to come back to life. His face was fuzzy, but at last it became clear, revealing his facial features and face.Seeing this scene, he was relieved: "after all, the time is too long, even my strength can only reluctantly show my face, not in many."

He was not alone in the room, so he said this to Duan Tang and Luo Zicong.

Luo Zicong stood up, stared at the wooden man's face and asked, "this is the man who killed my master. Are you sure you are right? Why is he so young..."

"This is a little breath that I absorb in the place where you take me to fight. If you lead the right way, then people are right."

Zhou wenlai said lightly.

But before the words came to the ground, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes fell on the wooden man. A fire appeared out of thin air and burned the wooden man to ashes in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the blood silkworm on his small black flag also made a sharp cry, such as fierce ghosts and evil demons. His originally fat body suddenly seemed to pull out all the viscera. It was extremely shriveled, lying on the small flag, dying, and no longer had the previous prestige.

As for Zhou wenlai himself, his face was as red as blood, almost dripping down, but he soon turned pale, shivering all over, his forehead was in a cold sweat, and his face showed an indescribable fear.

"Why?"

Both Luo Zicong and Duan Tang were startled by his situation and said warily, "Zhou wenlai, what are you doing?"

Zhou wenlai's shuddering body recovered after a long time. His face was as white as a layer of lime powder, but his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. He looked very terrible. He took a long breath, his hand still trembled, pointed to the ashes on the table, and asked: "you can kill me this time, who are you provoking? A breath will shock away my blood silkworm spirit, and even hurt my spirit. It's too powerful..."

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