The cold husband can't warm me up, I don't love him anymore

A cold look shot over and Feng Zhenzhu was startled.

Fortunately.

It's much better than before when he reached out and grabbed her neck to strangle her to death.

"My Lord, I didn't expect that Ah Li's condition would deteriorate so quickly. Now, conservative treatment is no longer effective..."

Upon hearing that, Shen Du stood up suddenly, with murderous aura spreading all over his body.

The originally spacious front hall suddenly became cramped.

"So, you haven't figured out what caused the deterioration?"

Shen Du's voice was like icicles, hitting her face.

Feng Zhenzhu forced herself to calm down.

She believed that Shen Du would not act rashly now.

For such a long time, her treatment and care for Cui Lingyi have not won her any trust.

Then this man is really a pig.

"Indeed, there isn't. Due to limited conditions, what I need is not available here."

"I can find anything you want! Tell me, what do you need?"

Feng Zhenzhu shook her head. "I know that the Marquis is extremely powerful and can do anything. But the Marquis really can't find what I want."

Seeing Shen Du frowning, there seemed to be murderous intent in his heavy eyes.

She quickly added.

"My Lord, do you still remember that I once said that my medical skills were gifted by God? My Lord believed it..."

Shen Du's brows were furrowed, and his expression was a little lonely.

"As long as I can save her, I will believe anything..."

These words made Feng Zhenzhu feel inexplicably sad.

She believed this.

It was only later that she gradually heard what Buddha's hand said.

After graduating from high school at the age of sixteen, Shen Du began to secretly visit famous doctors all over the world.

But the doctors here couldn't even diagnose that Cui Lingyi had a heart disease, so how could they talk about how to treat her?

During the years of seeking medical treatment, I encountered countless setbacks and blows.

He was already twenty-one when he met her.

I guess he was almost in despair at that time.

If not, how could he so easily believe that her medical skills were gifted by God.

"Thank you for your trust, my lord." Feng Zhenzhu spoke sincerely.

"It's just that I didn't tell you at the time that the conditions for resurrection require some mysterious instruments and tools that don't exist in this world."

Shen Du raised his eyebrows, and his black and white eyes flashed.

"Similar to the one you asked me to build before..."

"Yes, that's a stethoscope." Feng Zhenzhu nodded.

"Why not draw pictures of those mysterious objects? I have my own way to have people make them." Shen Du was anxious.

Feng Zhenzhu shook her head.

"That's not the same thing at all. That stethoscope is just the simplest and crudest one. With Dajing's current level of productivity, it will take hundreds or thousands of years before it can be produced."

Shen Du had a look of disbelief on his face, and his expression turned ugly again.

"So you have no way to save Ah Li?"

"There is only one way to solve the problem right now." Feng Zhenzhu stood up and bowed solemnly to Shen Du.

"If this method succeeds, Ah Li will live a safe and worry-free life, just like an ordinary person. Of course, except that she can't have children..."

Shen Du automatically skipped the part about not being able to have children and asked anxiously, "What's the solution?"

"Operation."

"What is that?" Shen Du wondered.

"Master Hou, please take a look at this." Feng Zhenzhu took out a stack of drawings that had been prepared long ago from her sleeve.

"After I found that Ah Li's condition was getting worse, I came up with this idea. Now I have successfully researched it. This is the process step diagram."

There were no servants present, so Feng Zhenzhu had to take a few steps forward and place the drawings in front of Shen Du.

Then he quietly stepped back.

These diagrams depict the steps in performing heart surgery.

Starting from the original form of a heart, how do you cut it open?

How to rebuild a closed heart valve?

She knew that it would be difficult to convince Shen Du to agree to perform surgery on Cui Lingyi.

So she had to draw these things.

In order to demonstrate her professionalism and ability and enhance her persuasiveness, the graphics on the paper are depicted in a particularly realistic and vivid way.

She was really worried that Shen Du would slap her out after seeing this.

Let your brain burst.

Sure enough, the further he flipped through the pages, the uglier Shen Du’s expression became.

As the commander-in-chief of the Imperial City, how many people have been betrayed by him?

Of course you have seen what a human heart looks like?

Now, Feng Zhenzhu actually wants to tamper with Cui Lingyi's heart.

And what are these strange names annotated next to them?

With a heart cut open, he is still alive?

He couldn't believe it anyway.

"boom!"

Shen Du slammed his fist on the table.

"You are so brave! I will not allow you to use a knife on Ah Li!"

With red eyes, he threw the dozen or so pictures in front of Feng Zhenzhu.

"Since you have been gifted by heaven, you will surely be able to find another way. Find, I command you - find the most gentle and most effective way!"

Feng Zhenzhu sighed.

"My Lord, my sisterly love for Ah Li is no less than yours. If I had any other options, I would never think of using a knife on Ah Li."

After a moment's hesitation, she poured out all her concerns.

"Also, although this method can cure Ah Li's illness in one fell swoop, it has extremely high requirements for the doctor and the environment. If you are not careful, your life may be in danger..."

"Of course, you can trust me technically. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have proposed this method."

“But if I don’t do this surgery…”

She paused, not knowing what to say next.

If possible, she doesn't want to have surgery.

Fortunately, in her previous life she specialized in cardiology and was an authority in the field.

He has performed thousands of heart surgeries, both major and minor, and has reached a level of precision where he can perform surgeries without the aid of any instruments.

Otherwise, how could she be so bold as to propose this idea under such bad circumstances?

"What will happen?" Shen Du stared at her.

The sharp eyes are no less sharp than two scalpels.

Feng Zhenzhu gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Ah Li's condition has deteriorated greatly. If she doesn't have surgery soon, she will gradually wither and die like her mother until she is beyond help. Even..."

"Even what?" Shen Du roared.

Feng Zhenzhu saw the red bloodshot in the corners of his eyes.

Shen Du had a bad temper, and this was a sign that he was about to kill someone in anger.

But she had no choice.

If things are not made clear today, get everything ready.

If that day really comes, Cui Lingyi will really be dead.

"...She may not even last as long as her mother. At most three years, at least one year...As long as she faints again, the risk factor will increase."

"boom!"

Shen Du punched the table.

Suddenly, the table broke into two pieces.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Shut up! Who allowed you to say that? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"