In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Wow!"

Doctor Mo closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then suddenly broke the vase next to him and glared at Han Li who was lying on the bed with a ferocious look on his face.

Lu Yuan felt proud that Doctor Mo didn't get any good news from Yu Zitong.

As a result, Han Li became a paralysis in their eyes. Even if you can practice Changchun Gong, what's the use of taking away a paralyzed person?

"Master Mo, can I, what can be done about my injury?" Han Li looked aggrieved. According to his estimation, even if he failed to pass the test, he would not be like this.

"What else can be done? Many wonderful and beautiful people in ancient and modern times, once paralyzed, would end up lying in bed all their lives and dying in depression." Dr. Mo slammed the table heavily, tossed his sleeves and left. Only Han Li and Lu Yuan were left holding each other in the house and crying.

"Junior brother, am I really hopeless?" After a long time, Han Li looked at Lu Yuan. Only Lu Yuan could stay with him now.

"Well, it's quite serious." Lu Yuan said quietly. "But it's not impossible."

"What, is there any other way?" Han Li's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Doctor Mo only taught Han Li some basic medical skills, and the rest was to urge him to practice Changchun Gong. All the essence of real medical skills was passed on to Lu Yuan.

In Han Li's opinion, Lu Yuan's medical attainments are now on par with Doctor Mo's.

"This method is very dangerous and requires slitting your stomach."

"Cut your belly open!" Two voices sounded together.

Doctor Mo walked in at some point and looked at Lu Yuan solemnly.

"Senior brother, the meridians are damaged. They are internal injuries. It is difficult to rely solely on medicine. If we take a risk and open the stomach, we may be able to find the specific location of the injury and prescribe the right medicine directly. There may be a glimmer of hope." Lu Yuan said Come up with a plan that you have prepared long ago.

"How can he still survive if he is disemboweled?" Han Li did not expect that Lu Yuan had a bad idea.

"Cutting open the stomach may not lead to death, master, are you right?" Lu Yuan asked Doctor Mo, it was up to him to make the decision as to whether he could perform the operation.

"If it is bandaged and cared for properly, it is not dangerous to open the stomach. How sure are you?" Dr. Mo has experienced many storms and waves, and he himself had similar trauma back then. He has already agreed with most of Lu Yuan's suggestions.

"If I can find the damaged meridians, I'm 70% sure that it can be cured!" Lu Yuan replied with a firm tone. This was to reassure Doctor Mo and Han Li.

In fact, he was 100% sure that the injury was caused by him after all. I talked too much because I was afraid that these two guys would be suspicious.

"70% sure..." Doctor Mo pondered for a moment. "You can give it a try, but if you don't find anything, stop immediately. It's better to stay paralyzed in bed for the rest of your life than to lose your life."

"Senior brother, what do you think?"

"Junior brother, I believe you!" Han Li held Lu Yuan's hand tightly.

"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded solemnly, and then pretended to think about it for a long time.

He made a list for Doctor Mo and told him to prepare it as soon as possible.

"Anesthetics, needles and threads, and bamboo tubes are all fine, but steel blades as thin as cicada wings and as many luminous pearls as possible are not easy to handle." Doctor Mo couldn't help but click his tongue.

"It must be prepared as soon as possible. I'm worried that over time, the damage to the meridians will be severe and it will be difficult to cure." Lu Yuan explained.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Doctor Mo left without looking back.

About three or four hours later, Doctor Mo came back with large and small bags.

"Everything you want is here, what next?"

Lu Yuan opened the bag and looked through it. Everything was basically complete. "Where's the knife? Why don't you have a knife?"

Doctor Mo didn't say anything, and then took out a rectangular yellow wooden box from his pocket. This box was extremely exquisite, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was obvious at first glance that it was a precious thing, and it was rare for ordinary people to see it.

In front of Lu Yuan, he solemnly opened the lid of the box and placed several identical silver blades inside. The silver blades had a weird shape. They looked like knives but not knives, and they looked like swords but not swords. The blades were curved and had a half-moon shape. The size is similar to a dagger, which is very strange.

When Doctor Mo took out a silver blade from the box, Lu Yuan discovered that the strange blade was extremely thin, as thick as a piece of paper. The cold light flowed and shone on the blade surface, making people feel extremely sharp at first sight.

What's even more strange is that at the end of the handle of the silver blade, there is also a ghost head with closed eyes. This ghost head has a green face, fangs, and double horns on its head, which is extremely ferocious.

Isn't this the special magic weapon used by Seven Ghost Soul Devourers? Lu Yuan recognized it.

"I borrowed this from an elder in the sect who is good at concealed weapons." Seeing Lu Yuan keep staring, Doctor Mo said a little unnaturally.

Lu Yuan didn't worry about this and asked Doctor Mo to embed the night pearl deep in the bamboo tube, and then hang it in the room at various angles.

The light of the luminous pearls gathered through the bamboo tubes and formed beams of light, shining from all angles, with the center point being Han Li's belly.

Lu took advantage of local conditions and made a simple version of a shadowless lamp to ensure sufficient light during the surgery.

Looking at Doctor Mo's confused expression, Lu Yuan explained that when he treated his disciples' knife wounds before, he could never see the depth of the wounds clearly, so he developed this thing.

Then disinfect the needle and thread of the strange blade and wait until everything is ready. Doctor Mo was still a little worried, so he brought an old sow and asked Lu Yuan to practice his skills first.

The back and forth took a lot of time, and Lu Yuan was also anxious. He was not sure whether Han Li could persist for that long. Therefore, there was no reservation when cutting the pig. Three strokes, five divisions, two divisions, and the old sow was cut into pieces in just a few breaths. After all, he had performed more than a thousand surgeries in his previous life, and his knife skills were unparalleled in the medical field.

Such a skillful technique really shocked Doctor Mo's jaw. He looked at Lu Yuan in disbelief and asked him if his ancestors were from Changsha.

Finally, everything is ready.

But before the operation, Han Li made another mistake, saying that he did not want to take anesthesia and wanted to watch Lu Yuan perform the operation with his own eyes.

How does this work? Who can bear the pain of having his skin cut open?

But Han Li insisted not to take the anesthetic, so Doctor Mo had no choice but to seal a few of his acupuncture points to relieve his pain.

"Junior brother, let's get started." Han Li's eyes were firm and he was ready.

Lu Yuan nodded, and the strange blade flashed in his hand, instantly slicing Han Li's abdomen open without any sloppiness.

Good method, neat and tidy! Doctor Mo next to him was shocked and admired Lu Yuan. Slitting someone's stomach with your own hands is more difficult than killing someone. After all, it only takes one knife to kill someone.

Is this the kind of determination and courage a child less than ten years old can have?

The more he looked at Lu Yuan, the more he liked him. He had no children, only three daughters. If he was adopted as an adopted son, it might also be a good choice.

Lu Yuan put down the strange blade and opened the wound with his hand.

"Uh!" Han Li groaned, but still gritted his teeth and held on, big beads of sweat falling from his forehead.

Lu Yuan was filled with admiration and secretly sighed that he was indeed Han Laomo who would dominate the world in the future. Only with this will alone, how many people could match him.

After slowly applying force to stretch the wound to its maximum, Han Li could see the situation inside Han Li's abdomen.

"This is this?" Lu Yuan and Doctor Mo exclaimed at the same time.

At Han Li's dantian, a raised spot where tendons converged, there were four light groups the size of fingernails flickering faintly.

Green, white, red, brown!

Doctor Mo looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes and pondered.

Lu Yuan knew in his heart that this was probably where his spiritual roots were. Han Li had a false spiritual root that lacked gold in the five elements. These four light groups should be the corresponding wood, water, fire, and earth!

Doctor Mo was probably going to chat with Yu Zitong, so he had to take advantage of this opportunity to confirm it first.