Maxon Wu the Miraculous Doctor

Chapter 85 Minimally Invasive Surgery

Maxon Wu nodded, "In that case, I will do my best."

Since he called Jeffrey Xu the third brother, then the Xu family naturally had to help them to the end.

This wine was drunk for more than ten hours. Erickson Xu was drunk and helped to rest in the back room. Maxon Wu and Jeffrey Xu were still conscious, but they were also slightly drunk.

Jeffrey Xu, "Sister, starting tomorrow, I'll step down. When I come out, I will be able to reach the Realm of Consciousness."

Maxon Wu nodded, "I expect Third Brother to break through innate."

Jeffrey Xu smiled "haha", "Too far away, I don't even dare to think about it for now."

Then he said, "Karry Bai called me today, and his words were full of flattery. Hey, who would have thought that the dignified Second Master Bai would be so humble?"

Maxon Wu, "Oh? What's he saying?"

Jeffrey Xu, "He just wanted to ask about your origin. Sis, I detonated a smoke bomb to help you. Hey, Karry Bai is scared. Mount Qingcheng is a guest."

But Maxon Wu said, "Little contact with the Bai Family."

Jeffrey Xu was stunned for a moment, "Sister, why are you saying this?"

Maxon Wu, "When I saw Gerry Bai that day, I could see that the Bai family's luck was on the decline, and in three years there would be a disaster. However, he gave me the Three Treasures Grass, and I gave instructions to Gerry Bai for his cultivation to reach the Innate Realm."

Jeffrey Xu, "So, is the Bai family okay?"

"How is that possible?" Maxon Wu shook his head, "In ten years, the Bai family will still be declining."

“How can Brother see it?” Jeffrey Xu asked in shock.

Maxon Wu smiled, "I can see luck."

In fact, his dimensional eyes could see ghosts and gods, feng shui, yin and yang, and of course, one's luck. It was just that all he could see were extreme people, either very lucky or very bad.

Moreover, the inheritance of the jade pendant also had a detailed record of divination, but he did not learn much.

Jeffrey Xu nodded, "Of my brother is truly a master! It is an honor for me, Jeffrey Xu, to know you. Come, cheer!"

That night, Maxon Wu and Jeffrey Xu studied martial arts, and did not rest until morning.

After eating a little in the morning, Maxon Wu and Erickson Xu brought his special car to Mr. Zhao's residence in the provincial capital.

That afternoon, in an ancient house in the provincial government neighborhood, there were several people sitting in the hall.

A man, with a worried look on his face, asked in a deep voice, "Magical Master Wan hasn't replied yet?"

A man in his early fifties shook his head, "Magic Physician Wan is the master of the Realm of Consciousness, he is extremely arrogant. I had sent someone to invite him three times, but he kept telling us to wait and said that he had something important to deal with."

The old man said angrily, "What could be more important than human life? What was the origin of this magical healer, how dare he hate the Zhao family so much?"

"Sister, Jianghu people are always like this, you don't need to get angry, I'll send someone to hurry." The man said quickly, then walked out.

The old man gritted his teeth, "This time my father is seriously ill! No matter what, we have to cure my father's illness!"

Then he suddenly thought of something, "I remember that the Xu family in this provincial capital said that they would recommend a magical healer to come. Is anyone coming?"

The other two looked at each other, and one said, "Sister, the Xu family found a miracle healer, I'm afraid it's no better than our health care doctor."

The old man said, “Please!”

Soon, Maxon Wu entered the hall with Bryan Xu and Erickson Xu. He glanced at him and found that the people here were not simple, especially one of the ten-year-old men, which was very impressive, and he was no ordinary person at first glance.

“Bryan, Erickson.” The old man greeted with a smile, very enthusiastic.

Bryan Xu, the provincial assistant, looked a little stifled in front of the old man, he hurriedly said, "I've invited a magical healer to Master Zhao."

“Really?” The old man looked at Maxon Wu, slightly surprised that Maxon Wu looked too young.

Bryan Xu, "This is Magical Physician Wu, Maxon Wu. His medical skills are incredible. Not long ago, he had just healed Master Bai of Qing City's injury."

The old man was moved by him. The Bai Family had a lot of energy. He naturally knew that Gerry Bai had returned, so he hurriedly said, "Magical Teacher Wu, I am Zayn Zhao, I am here to help you!"

Maxon Wu was very direct, nodded slightly, and said, "Together, where is the patient?"

Zayn Zhao first took the lead, and they passed through the hall and arrived at a slick room.

A tall and skinny old man, in his late nineties, he was lying on a sick bed, his skin was very bad, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he seemed to be suffering from some sort of pain.

Maxon Wu sat in front of the sofa, stretched out his hand to detect his pulse, and opened Eyes of Dimension to observe. He found that there was shrapnel deep in the old man's brain, pressing on the nerves of pain, which was the reason for his painful expression.

Moreover, the old man's body was also very weak, and when he was old, his death would come. His condition was serious, and the average doctor would be helpless. One was that the shrapnel was too deep, and the risk of removing it was very high, which was not worth the loss; the other was that he was too old, he would run out of oil, his physique was weak, he was weak, and he was tormented by wounds and disease, and he had no motivation to live.

He let go of his hand and frowned.

Zayn Zhao hurriedly asked, "Magical Teacher Wu, what's the situation?"

Maxon Wu thought about it and said, "Master has shrapnel in his head, which causes him frequent headaches. He must have suffered a lot in the past, right?"

Zayn Zhao's eyes twinkled, and he gave a thumbs up, "Good! That's right, my father killed an enemy on the battlefield, and shrapnel hit his brain. Since the original medical condition was not possible, he stored it in his brain. Because of this shrapnel, my father often had headaches, and when the pain started, he sweated profusely, and life was better than death. Later, his medical condition improved, but he was also old. Given the high-risk operation, shrapnel hasn't been ejected."

Maxon Wu, "It is better to take out this shrapnel, otherwise the pain will kill one's will to live. In fact, the old man was in good health, but years of headaches made him feel that death was actually a relief. "

The old man in the sick bed suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Young Magical Teacher, you said my heart.”

Hearing his father's words, Zayn Zhao's gaze flushed red, "Dad, our unfilial piety makes you suffer!"

The old man said lightly, "I'm getting older, and I have to die. You don't have to be sad."

Maxon Wu, "Don't just give up, old man. I'll help you get the shrapnel out now, and then help you adjust your body."

Zayn Zhao was surprised, "Magical Teacher Wu, do you want to operate on my father?"

Maxon Wu, "Remain, my treatment doesn't require surgery."

After speaking, he took out a thicker golden needle and lightly stabbed it over the old man's head to make a small hole. Surprisingly, the old man did not feel any pain at all under this prick.

It was too late for Zayn Zhao to stop him. His face changed greatly and he asked anxiously, "Magical Teacher Wu, what are you doing?"

Maxon Wu's face was grim, "Shut up! Take plates!"

Zayn Zhao, a big man, was actually intimidated by his aura, so he quickly picked up the plate, held it in both hands, and stood to the side.